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Imperium Anglorum
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Founded: Aug 26, 2013
Left-Leaning College State

Postby Imperium Anglorum » Sun Oct 14, 2018 9:39 pm

Lord Dominator wrote:
Xanthal wrote:"We were all there, Ambassador; nobody likes a braggart."

"Pish posh, I'm sure a good many like a braggart when it gets them free food and drink"
:p

ELSIE MORTIMER WELLESLEY: I'd vote for Cato the Younger if he was giving me free food. And, considering that he won his election, so did many other Romans.

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Minoa
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Civil Rights Lovefest

Postby Minoa » Mon Oct 15, 2018 2:13 am

Imperium Anglorum wrote:
Lord Dominator wrote:"Pish posh, I'm sure a good many like a braggart when it gets them free food and drink"
:p

ELSIE MORTIMER WELLESLEY: I'd vote for Cato the Younger if he was giving me free food. And, considering that he won his election, so did many other Romans.

“If I recall correctly, Nicolas Maduro also offered free food for votes earlier this summer”.
Madame A. d'Oiseau, B.A. (State of Minoa)

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Earthbound immortal squad
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Posts: 192
Founded: Jul 12, 2014
Democratic Socialists

Postby Earthbound immortal squad » Tue Oct 23, 2018 11:19 am

I have finally found this place I'd like a gin from the bartender pronto please.

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Imperium Anglorum
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Left-Leaning College State

Postby Imperium Anglorum » Thu Dec 06, 2018 1:31 pm

Elsie walks in with some dust on her blazer. She asks for a cold hard cider.

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Wallenburg
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Founded: Jan 30, 2015
New York Times Democracy

Postby Wallenburg » Thu Dec 06, 2018 2:23 pm

It would seem that, in the meantime, Jennifer has been downing drinks for two months straight. Unsurprisingly, she is now unconscious, resting against the bar with a mostly empty glass a few inches in front of her.
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grestin went through the MKULTRA program and he has more of a free will than wallenburg does - Imperial Idaho
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Lord Dominator
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Founded: Dec 22, 2016
Compulsory Consumerist State

Postby Lord Dominator » Thu Dec 06, 2018 2:57 pm

The assorted noises wake up Dee, who looks at her watch, followed by her calendar.

"Dammit guys, you woke me up too soon to break the record!"

She glares angrily at the rest of the bar before going to pick Neville's brain on the nutritional value of his stock.
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Xanthal
Ambassador
 
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Founded: Apr 16, 2005
Democratic Socialists

Postby Xanthal » Thu Dec 06, 2018 11:38 pm

Riley putters around a pool table, passing the time.
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Pilipinas and Malaya
Spokesperson
 
Posts: 137
Founded: Jun 23, 2017
Civil Rights Lovefest

Postby Pilipinas and Malaya » Thu Dec 06, 2018 11:50 pm

The former WA ambassador of my nation leaves the bar as the my nation instated a new one.

The new ambassador is named Simoun Sintagli. He is a lean,muscular man in his 30’s,has brown hair and eyes,a small mouth which he usually bites,a medium-sized nose and quite large ears.

(OOC: I know this wasn’t necessary,but hey,I’m bored.)

He enters the bar and orders some bourbon whiskey with lemon and a hint of mint and a bit of San Miguel from Jimmy. He likes interchanging between the drinks. He then moves towards an empty pool table and says, “Set!”. He practices,for he hasn’t really been doing billiards since he was asked to move to Manila on the personal request of the PM.
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Netherspace
Chargé d'Affaires
 
Posts: 499
Founded: Oct 02, 2017
Iron Fist Consumerists

Postby Netherspace » Fri Dec 07, 2018 6:40 am

An entity in a blue cloak walked into the bar and sat down. “One drink, please.”

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Groot
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Founded: Aug 05, 2014
Inoffensive Centrist Democracy

Postby Groot » Fri Dec 07, 2018 11:35 am

After quite some time away from the Strangers’ Bar — indeed, from the WA as a whole — Ambassador Groot enters. He approaches the bar. “I am Groot,” he says, greeting the bartender by name. He scratches his chin for a moment, then holds up a finger-like twig. “I am Groot,” he orders. He takes a seat on a stool, seemingly a bit distracted. As he waits for his root beer, he absentmindedly crumples a nearby cocktail napkin and pops it in his mouth. He swivels around and surveys the clientele, and notes a couple of familiar faces, nodding back each time he is acknowledged. “I am Groot,” he thanks Neville, as his drink is placed in front of him. He takes a swig of root beer and relaxes a bit, reflecting on how good it is to be back.
-- Ambassador Groot, Groot ambassador.

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Xanthal
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Founded: Apr 16, 2005
Democratic Socialists

Postby Xanthal » Fri Dec 07, 2018 12:38 pm

Riley stands by Simoun, watching him play.
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Kyrusia
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Founded: Nov 12, 2007
Capitalizt

Postby Kyrusia » Fri Dec 07, 2018 6:05 pm

Netherspace: Knock it off with the Zalgo text. Now. Next time you do it, expect a warning for garish posting and/or spam.
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Netherspace
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Founded: Oct 02, 2017
Iron Fist Consumerists

Postby Netherspace » Mon Dec 10, 2018 7:09 am

Kyrusia wrote:Netherspace: Knock it off with the Zalgo text. Now. Next time you do it, expect a warning for garish posting and/or spam.


Sorry.

Groot wrote:After quite some time away from the Strangers’ Bar — indeed, from the WA as a whole — Ambassador Groot enters. He approaches the bar. “I am Groot,” he says, greeting the bartender by name. He scratches his chin for a moment, then holds up a finger-like twig. “I am Groot,” he orders. He takes a seat on a stool, seemingly a bit distracted. As he waits for his root beer, he absentmindedly crumples a nearby cocktail napkin and pops it in his mouth. He swivels around and surveys the clientele, and notes a couple of familiar faces, nodding back each time he is acknowledged. “I am Groot,” he thanks Neville, as his drink is placed in front of him. He takes a swig of root beer and relaxes a bit, reflecting on how good it is to be back.


The entity held his hand out to Groot. “Hello Groot, I am [insert really zalgofied text here]. How are you doing?” When he said his name, the ground shook, and no one was quite sure what’s he actually said.

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Wallenburg
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Founded: Jan 30, 2015
New York Times Democracy

Postby Wallenburg » Mon Dec 10, 2018 1:40 pm

The shaking of the floor rouses Jennifer, who looks around lazily. "Who did thammph? Imme trying to sleep." The figure in blue catches her eye, and she frowns. "Fucking newcomers making their loud entrances. Wait until my husband hears abouthissh."
PROFESSIONAL CRITIC OF ALL THINGS GENSEC
There never has been, nor will there ever be, such thing as a wallenburger.
grestin went through the MKULTRA program and he has more of a free will than wallenburg does - Imperial Idaho
PRO: GOOD || ANTI: BAD

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Groot
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Founded: Aug 05, 2014
Inoffensive Centrist Democracy

Postby Groot » Sun Dec 16, 2018 3:39 pm

Netherspace wrote:The entity held his hand out to Groot. “Hello Groot, I am [insert really zalgofied text here]. How are you doing?”

"I am Groot," says Groot, pounding the center of his trunk with an arm-like branch. "I am Groot." He drains the root beer and motions to the bartender to bring him another one.
-- Ambassador Groot, Groot ambassador.

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Wallenburg
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Founded: Jan 30, 2015
New York Times Democracy

Postby Wallenburg » Tue Dec 18, 2018 7:19 pm

A greying man pushes open the doors to the bar, a heavy uniform draped over his shoulders. His coat swings in the air with every stride, heavy thuds sounding throughout the bar as his heels hit the wooden floor. His cap halfway conceals a forehead covered in gruesome scars, and frames a grim, imposing face in its shadow. A long, bulky automatic rifle rests on his back, clinging onto a tattered scrap of cotton looping over one shoulder.

This particularly impressive individual finds a dark seat in the bar. Then, Mikael enters, struggling with a few too many loose papers as he gingerly approaches Jennifer's seat at the bar. "Hey, Jenny. I've got a few things to go over. End of the year renewals, annual budgets, reports from regional compliance offices. Could you lend a hand?"

He stumbles into the figure in the blue cloak, letting slip a small avalanche of papers. "Ah, crap. Sorry, sir." He kneels down and collects his files in a quick, messy heap. "Please excuse me, stranger. I'm Chief Representative Ogenbond, and your next drink is on me. Now, please excuse me, for I have plenty of work to do." He makes the last steps over to the bar and sets the files down between himself and Jennifer.
PROFESSIONAL CRITIC OF ALL THINGS GENSEC
There never has been, nor will there ever be, such thing as a wallenburger.
grestin went through the MKULTRA program and he has more of a free will than wallenburg does - Imperial Idaho
PRO: GOOD || ANTI: BAD

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Sapient Trading Cards
Political Columnist
 
Posts: 4
Founded: Apr 01, 2018
Corporate Bordello

Postby Sapient Trading Cards » Fri Dec 21, 2018 11:17 pm

A salesman in a tan trenchcoat and wearing his hair oily and slicked straight to the back of his head enters the bar. "Cards! Get your cards here! Special sale on rare WA delegates! Everything must go. You want a laminated piece of paper with a flag printed on it, I'm your man! Get your cards here!" He throws several cards at nearby patrons and into several drinks. Drawing some more, he stops next to Groot and unfurls a deck of worthless trading cards.

"Hey, tree guy, you look like someone who values tiny paper flags with words on 'em. I've got anything you could want: dictatorships, anarchist tribes, space wizards, monarchist orcas, you name it. Why don't you check what you have in your wallet and see about buying a few of these beautiful things?"

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Groot
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Founded: Aug 05, 2014
Inoffensive Centrist Democracy

Postby Groot » Sun Dec 23, 2018 7:26 pm

Sapient Trading Cards wrote:"Hey, tree guy, you look like someone who values tiny paper flags with words on 'em. I've got anything you could want: dictatorships, anarchist tribes, space wizards, monarchist orcas, you name it. Why don't you check what you have in your wallet and see about buying a few of these beautiful things?"

"I am Groot," says Groot, as he takes a quick look at the cards. He picks one up, scratches it with a small limb, and sniffs it. He recoils slightly and drops it on the bar. "I am Groot," he says, offering the salesman the slightly-dampened cocktail napkin from under his root beer.
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-- Ambassador Groot, Groot ambassador.

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Pan-Asiatic States
Minister
 
Posts: 2179
Founded: Nov 14, 2017
Liberal Democratic Socialists

Postby Pan-Asiatic States » Mon Dec 24, 2018 2:34 am

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Unfamiliar footsteps approached the bar's entrance-- an old delegate who'd only recently been informed of this structure's existence in the Multiverse. A snappy senile of Chinese descent waltzed through from a distant dimension. He had little to say, he had humble garments; and his trod crossed the doorway, he felt his weapons-- a submachine gun and a pistol, dissipate from his back and front pockets. At this sight, he was not worried. In his long lifetime, he'd seen oddities far weirder than this occurrence.

He wore a few medals, an Asian seal, and a World Assembly delegate's ID with his name on it: Zhan Yahui-Molotov Sr., of the Pan-Asiatic States.

He pulled up a chair and ordered some tea, wondering what encounters and what sort of people lay here.
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Living Corporations
Secretary
 
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Founded: Mar 17, 2018
Capitalist Paradise

Postby Living Corporations » Mon Dec 24, 2018 7:42 am

A dignified, aged man in a carefully steamed and pressed suit wanders into the bar. He might as well see what the fuss was about, right? Both LaPointe and CyberVid apparently liked this place, and while he really couldn’t care less what CyberVid liked, LaPointe was a fairly decent sort. Well, a decent sort from the perspective of a century-old corporation, anyway.

He approaches the delegate of the Pan-Asiatic States and takes a seat at the man’s table, carefully tucking his cane -black, topped with a golden horse’s head- out of the way of passing legs.

“So, what’s your story?” he asks.
ICly a WA member, OOCly not.

Yet another puppet of Essu Beti. Like always, don’t consider stats for one second. Factbooks are the way to go.

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Pan-Asiatic States
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Founded: Nov 14, 2017
Liberal Democratic Socialists

Postby Pan-Asiatic States » Mon Dec 24, 2018 7:51 am

Living Corporations wrote:A dignified, aged man in a carefully steamed and pressed suit wanders into the bar. He might as well see what the fuss was about, right? Both LaPointe and CyberVid apparently liked this place, and while he really couldn’t care less what CyberVid liked, LaPointe was a fairly decent sort. Well, a decent sort from the perspective of a century-old corporation, anyway.

He approaches the delegate of the Pan-Asiatic States and takes a seat at the man’s table, carefully tucking his cane -black, topped with a golden horse’s head- out of the way of passing legs.

“So, what’s your story?” he asks.


"You can call me Zhan, Mister..?", informed and inquired the Asian delegate. He paused, but continued soon after.

"Well, Merry Christmas Eve, first and foremost. Nothing much to say about me. I'm an open book. Lost everything. Went to war. Fell in love. Same old story as the rest of the politicians you'll see in Neo-Manila."

He took his tea, applying a pint of sugar. He prepared and drank it like an American.
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First Consul of The Srivijayan Consortium
{__{____}__}
(☉_(ಠ ʖ ಠ)_⚆)
_♧⛩▂▃▅▇█▓▒░ı̴̴̡̡̡ ̡͌l̡̡̡ ̡͌l̡*̡̡ ̴̡ı̴̴̡ ̡̡͡|̲̲̲͡͡͡ ̲▫̲͡ ̲̲̲͡͡π̲̲͡͡ ̲̲͡▫̲̲͡͡ ̲|̡̡̡ ̡ ̴̡ı̴̡̡ ̡͌l̡̡̡̡.░▒▓█▇▅▃▂⛴⛈_
A PMT 10.5 civilization. This nation is based on my political fantasies for Asia. It is what it is.
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  • I hope you're all having a blessed Valentine's month as well as I am.


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Living Corporations
Secretary
 
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Founded: Mar 17, 2018
Capitalist Paradise

Postby Living Corporations » Mon Dec 24, 2018 8:24 am

Pan-Asiatic States wrote:
"You can call me Zhan, Mister..?", informed and inquired the Asian delegate. He paused, but continued soon after.

"Well, Merry Christmas Eve, first and foremost. Nothing much to say about me. I'm an open book. Lost everything. Went to war. Fell in love. Same old story as the rest of the politicians you'll see in Neo-Manila."

He took his tea, applying a pint of sugar. He prepared and drank it like an American.


“I’m Roth, Mr. Zhan,” said the man in the suit. He didn’t react to the sugar- Roth didn’t drink tea and wasn’t accustomed to associating with those who did. His employees had lived on coffee instead, for the most part. For all he knew, that amount of sugar was normal for tea.

“Is Neo-Manila your nation, then?” he asked. “Or the capital city, perhaps? My own nation is, well, not much to speak of. It’s just the four of us, to be honest.”
ICly a WA member, OOCly not.

Yet another puppet of Essu Beti. Like always, don’t consider stats for one second. Factbooks are the way to go.

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Sapient Trading Cards
Political Columnist
 
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Founded: Apr 01, 2018
Corporate Bordello

Postby Sapient Trading Cards » Mon Dec 24, 2018 8:33 am

Groot wrote:
Sapient Trading Cards wrote:"Hey, tree guy, you look like someone who values tiny paper flags with words on 'em. I've got anything you could want: dictatorships, anarchist tribes, space wizards, monarchist orcas, you name it. Why don't you check what you have in your wallet and see about buying a few of these beautiful things?"

"I am Groot," says Groot, as he takes a quick look at the cards. He picks one up, scratches it with a small limb, and sniffs it. He recoils slightly and drops it on the bar. "I am Groot," he says, offering the salesman the slightly-dampened cocktail napkin from under his root beer.

The used card salesman rolls his eyes. "Buddy, you can't buy these with napkins. I take Bank and any currencies reliably convertible into Bank. Why don't you have a look at some of these animated flag cards too, they're great for children. Maybe a nice Christmas present in there for a lucky girl or boy."

The salesman steps away and taps Ogenbond on the shoulder. "Hey buddy, looks like you are a fan of paper." He smirks, commenting on the unkempt heap of documents that the Wallenburgians have been sifting through. He draws several cards from his pockets and fans them out in his right hand. "Maybe you'd like some more? I got plenty of delegates in here, maybe even a Sierra Lyricalia card somewhere in these pockets. It's only a few hours until Christmas, after all, so you better get your shopping done wherever you can!"

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Fecaw
Envoy
 
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Founded: Feb 10, 2018
New York Times Democracy

Postby Fecaw » Mon Dec 24, 2018 8:50 am

A man wearing a trilby hat, corduroy trousers and and white T-shirt entered the bar, looking tired. He carried a briefcase, bulging with paper, that was clearly beyond its best. This man was World Assembly Deputy Teoby Vise. He stumbled up to the counter and ordered a beer, before sitting down in the corner.
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Grew Wes
Lobbyist
 
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Founded: May 31, 2018
New York Times Democracy

Postby Grew Wes » Mon Dec 24, 2018 9:22 am

A young, slightly overweigh man with floppy brown hair walks in to the bar, he is wearing a 7 burning trees T-shirt (a popular grunge band in Grew Wes) and baggy blue jeans which have many holes in them. He sits at a both near one of the pool tables, then a waitress walks towards him. "What do you want?" she asked. "Give me a whole fucking bottle of... whiskey," he sighed, he reached into his left pocket and pulled out 50 Marks. "Is this enough?" he asked. "Yes it is," she replied and took the money out of his hand. Some time later she returned with a bottle of Blood River whisky, a popular whiskey from Mar To. The man opened up the bottle and took a long slow drink.
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