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Slice-o-Life in the Empire (OPEN TO ALL|ALL TECH)

Postby Northern Ateria » Wed Jul 12, 2017 11:59 am


WELCOME TO NORTHERN ATERIA!

If going outside and seeking adventure is your thing, then Northern Ateria helps provide a dazzling outdoor Summer experience!

Take a nice and timely walk in the Empire's cities proudly built from the ground up. Dine in or dine out with delicious foods and delicacies from the country's restaurants, served with pride! Take a dip in the Empire's public pools and beaches. Feel free to purchase an array of merchandise ranging from underwears to automobiles fitted with military-grade armour.

And purchase cutting edge knife technology!

(Geddit? Okay I'll stop with my puns..)
Locations currently open:

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Night Market

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Green Restaurant, Tresselburg

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Waters of Desu-Desu Public Pool

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Port Adamantis

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New Eden Metro Mall

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Ghirlandaio

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Howes, Seylin Northeast

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Tresselburg

Rules:
-No combat (IC and OOC).
-Follow NationStates rules.
-Just follow the two rules above m'kay?

OOC: TBH I really don't know if this thread should really belong in P2TM. I just made this thread for people who want fun :p
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  • Oh honey, I made a peanut butter and jelly sandwich.
  • No grandma, you gave me a peanut butter and jelly sandwich ten minutes ago and it’s really good.
  • Honey, I just made you a peanut butter and jelly sandwich.
  • Grandma I know, I know just stop making them okay? ...it’s not funny anymore...
  • Honey, I just made you a peanut butter and jelly sandwich.
  • Grandma...

General is this huge, uneducated, primitive shithole where everybody’s an expert, and everybody has to share an opinion; and it’s usually the result of people eating rotten alphabet soup, because people are just shitting out words that don’t make sense. And don’t get me started on Fo-

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Postby Shwe Tu Colony » Wed Jul 12, 2017 12:09 pm

A lime green trapezoidal prism would suddenly appear wherever the place where everyone was to meet was before Ka'ir Bia'yu — a lady with light purple skin, green hair,
a brown cloak, & antlers on the top of the cloak's hood — appeared where the prism was, which then vanished, a small wand capped with a lime green sphere in her left hand.
She awkwardly waited for someone, perhaps the host themselves, to notice her.


OOC: How casual is this? Are we doing multiple paragraphs or just a few lines?
Cherissime amis! Behold, Shwe Tu Colony/World Machine/WoMac, the paracosm of a spoiled brat, taking everything, sparing nothing, mingling the childhood incroyable with the angst of a young man.
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"The summer grass is getting in the way"
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Northern Ateria
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Postby Northern Ateria » Wed Jul 12, 2017 12:15 pm

Shwe Tu Colony wrote:A lime green trapezoidal prism would suddenly appear wherever the place where everyone was to meet was before Ka'ir Bia'yu — a lady with light purple skin, green hair,
a brown cloak, & antlers on the top of the cloak's hood — appeared where the prism was, which then vanished, a small wand capped with a lime green sphere in her left hand.
She awkwardly waited for someone, perhaps the host themselves, to notice her.


OOC: How casual is this? Are we doing multiple paragraphs or just a few lines?

OOC: Oh doesn't matter. But anyways welcome :hug:

IC:
A soldier, wearing fierce-looking armour and shouldering a battle rifle, appears before the leader(?) of Shwe To Colony.

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"Sorry to keep you waiting, His Majesty will be with you shortly."
The soldier said through his face plate

"Anyhow, would you care for a plate of Crab Arms?"
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  • Oh honey, I made a peanut butter and jelly sandwich.
  • No grandma, you gave me a peanut butter and jelly sandwich ten minutes ago and it’s really good.
  • Honey, I just made you a peanut butter and jelly sandwich.
  • Grandma I know, I know just stop making them okay? ...it’s not funny anymore...
  • Honey, I just made you a peanut butter and jelly sandwich.
  • Grandma...

General is this huge, uneducated, primitive shithole where everybody’s an expert, and everybody has to share an opinion; and it’s usually the result of people eating rotten alphabet soup, because people are just shitting out words that don’t make sense. And don’t get me started on Fo-

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Shwe Tu Colony
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Postby Shwe Tu Colony » Wed Jul 12, 2017 12:21 pm

Northern Ateria wrote:
Shwe Tu Colony wrote:A lime green trapezoidal prism would suddenly appear wherever the place where everyone was to meet was before Ka'ir Bia'yu — a lady with light purple skin, green hair,
a brown cloak, & antlers on the top of the cloak's hood — appeared where the prism was, which then vanished, a small wand capped with a lime green sphere in her left hand.
She awkwardly waited for someone, perhaps the host themselves, to notice her.


OOC: How casual is this? Are we doing multiple paragraphs or just a few lines?

OOC: Oh doesn't matter. But anyways welcome :hug:

IC:
A soldier, wearing fierce-looking armour and shouldering a battle rifle, appears before the leader(?) of Shwe To Colony.

Image


"Sorry to keep you waiting, Her Majesty will be with you shortly."
The soldier said through his face plate

"Anyhow, would you care for a plate of Crab Arms?"


"Eh, sure!" replied Ka'ir, "I'm not actually the leader. I feel like you should know tha- nevermind."
Cherissime amis! Behold, Shwe Tu Colony/World Machine/WoMac, the paracosm of a spoiled brat, taking everything, sparing nothing, mingling the childhood incroyable with the angst of a young man.
Current status: university rules are just a suggestion
"The summer grass is getting in the way"
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Postby The Seryyiok Empire » Wed Jul 12, 2017 12:28 pm

The Emperor and his sons, have decided to take summer vacated view of the Holy Sovereign Empire despite its name, they would appear from a mist of blue shadow in front of the Green Resturant they have gotten curious about by looking at the Aterian travel website at home, which they would hope there wasn't a waiting line if there was that was completely as nobles must have good patiebce instead of impatiently cutting through the law line like savages, though they would be seem wearing commoner clothing, by Huang Kurzio would be in a white & black suit with tie wearing dress shoes.As he prefers to look formal at any place he is visiting, his sons would be both wearing white and black bottumups with skinny black jeans and leather back boots in the punk style for feeling like a twins' dressing day for them, besides one wearing a eyepatch over his right eye that would be Victor from an accident so to speak that happened four years ago."When we get to the resturant you two must be on your best behavior as no horse playing and any other of the sort.We do not wish to bring ruin on the Kuzio Family's name, yes?" Said Huang looking at his son's before opening the door into the resturant to speak to the waiter, they would both reply with a "Understood, father." At the same time, which after that they would enter the restaurant.
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Postby Northern Ateria » Wed Jul 12, 2017 12:50 pm

Shwe Tu Colony wrote:
Northern Ateria wrote:OOC: Oh doesn't matter. But anyways welcome :hug:

IC:
A soldier, wearing fierce-looking armour and shouldering a battle rifle, appears before the leader(?) of Shwe To Colony.



"Sorry to keep you waiting, His Majesty will be with you shortly."
The soldier said through his face plate

"Anyhow, would you care for a plate of Crab Arms?"


"Eh, sure!" replied Ka'ir, "I'm not actually the leader. I feel like you should know tha- nevermind."

The soldier makes a small nod to Ka'ir,

"Hey everybody is welcome to visit either an important person or not, please make your stay here worthwhile before Lelouch arrives."
The man turns and procceds to walk away. His armour making a lot of clinking and clanking sounds.
The Seryyiok Empire wrote:The Emperor and his sons, have decided to take summer vacated view of the Holy Sovereign Empire despite its name, they would appear from a mist of blue shadow in front of the Green Resturant they have gotten curious about by looking at the Aterian travel website at home, which they would hope there wasn't a waiting line if there was that was completely as nobles must have good patiebce instead of impatiently cutting through the law line like savages, though they would be seem wearing commoner clothing, by Huang Kurzio would be in a white & black suit with tie wearing dress shoes.As he prefers to look formal at any place he is visiting, his sons would be both wearing white and black bottumups with skinny black jeans and leather back boots in the punk style for feeling like a twins' dressing day for them, besides one wearing a eyepatch over his right eye that would be Victor from an accident so to speak that happened four years ago."When we get to the resturant you two must be on your best behavior as no horse playing and any other of the sort.We do not wish to bring ruin on the Kuzio Family's name, yes?" Said Huang looking at his son's before opening the door into the resturant to speak to the waiter, they would both reply with a "Understood, father." At the same time, which after that they would enter the restaurant.

One of the waitresses working at the Green Restaurant notices the Emperor and his sons entering the establishment. She walks up to them, followed by three more waiters and waitresses, with a notepad and pen in her grasps.

"Hello and welcome to the Green Restaurant, Misters. Please take a seat and I'll be there to take your order."
The young waitress said and smiles cheerily at the Huang family.
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  • Oh honey, I made a peanut butter and jelly sandwich.
  • No grandma, you gave me a peanut butter and jelly sandwich ten minutes ago and it’s really good.
  • Honey, I just made you a peanut butter and jelly sandwich.
  • Grandma I know, I know just stop making them okay? ...it’s not funny anymore...
  • Honey, I just made you a peanut butter and jelly sandwich.
  • Grandma...

General is this huge, uneducated, primitive shithole where everybody’s an expert, and everybody has to share an opinion; and it’s usually the result of people eating rotten alphabet soup, because people are just shitting out words that don’t make sense. And don’t get me started on Fo-

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Postby The Kreucian Empire » Wed Jul 12, 2017 8:39 pm

Hey, it's a bird, it's s plane, oh Sh***! It's the Imperator! Everybody run for your lives!

Screams of absolute terror would soon fall on the Empire with a enraged Imperator walking in a cloud of poisonous shadows making only humans in his path have their skin becoming stretchy, exposed and melting like a waterfall of sulfuric acid has rained down upon them eating to the bone, the sweet agony would warm his blacken heart has he passes through the streets looking for accused human, Karl the suicidal moron he has named him for feeding this devil's wrath that had come upon him with full power and unleashing destructive shockwaves ravaging buildings into ruins of corruption and death.The Imperator would turn the once beautiful landscape into a morbid nightmare with ground be blooded of red rivers with sliced faces floating in the millions they would be speaking their last moments before they were slain by the Imperator himself, the air would be poison forcing innocents to wear a protective mask to stay alive."Father, why are we bothering to destroy a human festive to hunt for a mere mortal that has called you wrong?" Said the faceless Prince known as Neil Frankenstein, the adopted son of the Imperator dressed in SS leather officer uniform, whom he was only now 17 years of age to join the Kreucian Extermination Unit by his father approval, which has shown to do well."The Fool, has done me swell to grown my reputation in the Imperial Elite to prove I have no taste for fleshlings...." he replied, grabbing a woman by the arm trying to flee and rip it completely off cursing a spell for her interior organs on strings to exit from where the Imperator removed her right arm, it would be bloody sight to see to those near in the scenery of the unknown town he was passing through in.

(OOC: Ultraviolence has been approved for me to use the Imperator to kill that White Supremacist that everybody hates with another person that everyone hates, that is a demon supremacist, frankly.)

The Prince would be unflazed by his father's brutality on the fleshling girl, with only the promising it will get gravely worse as we go in this hunting for the bastard Karl.
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Tyrant Report: The War of Extermination on Soyouso had been declared in support of our monstrous brothers of the Cult of Imbecile Moose, may terror bring us the bloodiest victory blessed by the Imperator and the Gods of chaos || The Kreucian Legion is reported to successfully across the border into Soyouso with only minor fleshling resistance
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Postby Shwe Tu Colony » Wed Jul 12, 2017 8:48 pm

The Kreucian Empire wrote:Hey, it's a bird, it's s plane, oh Sh***! It's the Imperator! Everybody run for your lives!

Screams of absolute terror would soon fall on the Empire with a enraged Imperator walking in a cloud of poisonous shadows making only humans in his path have their skin becoming stretchy, exposed and melting like a waterfall of sulfuric acid has rained down upon them eating to the bone, the sweet agony would warm his blacken heart has he passes through the streets looking for accused human, Karl the suicidal moron he has named him for feeding this devil's wrath that had come upon him with full power and unleashing destructive shockwaves ravaging buildings into ruins of corruption and death.The Imperator would turn the once beautiful landscape into a morbid nightmare with ground be blooded of red rivers with sliced faces floating in the millions they would be speaking their last moments before they were slain by the Imperator himself, the air would be poison forcing innocents to wear a protective mask to stay alive."Father, why are we bothering to destroy a human festive to hunt for a mere mortal that has called you wrong?" Said the faceless Prince known as Neil Frankenstein, the adopted son of the Imperator dressed in SS leather officer uniform, whom he was only now 17 years of age to join the Kreucian Extermination Unit by his father approval, which has shown to do well."The Fool, has done me swell to grown my reputation in the Imperial Elite to prove I have no taste for fleshlings...." he replied, grabbing a woman by the arm trying to flee and rip it completely off cursing a spell for her interior organs on strings to exit from where the Imperator removed her right arm, it would be bloody sight to see to those near in the scenery of the unknown town he was passing through in.

(OOC: Ultraviolence has been approved for me to use the Imperator to kill that White Supremacist that everybody hates with another person that everyone hates, that is a demon supremacist, frankly.)

The Prince would be unflazed by his father's brutality on the fleshling girl, with only the promising it will get gravely worse as we go in this hunting for the bastard Karl.


Ka'ir watched the violence from afar through some binoculars. "Well that's a thing," she noted as she ate a bit of popcorn.
Cherissime amis! Behold, Shwe Tu Colony/World Machine/WoMac, the paracosm of a spoiled brat, taking everything, sparing nothing, mingling the childhood incroyable with the angst of a young man.
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Postby The Federation of Kendor » Wed Jul 12, 2017 8:51 pm

Shwe Tu Colony wrote:A lime green trapezoidal prism would suddenly appear wherever the place where everyone was to meet was before Ka'ir Bia'yu — a lady with light purple skin, green hair,
a brown cloak, & antlers on the top of the cloak's hood — appeared where the prism was, which then vanished, a small wand capped with a lime green sphere in her left hand.
She awkwardly waited for someone, perhaps the host themselves, to notice her.


OOC: How casual is this? Are we doing multiple paragraphs or just a few lines?

OOC: Why don'y you respond to my own thread. Also, North Ateria, interested to join my Multiversal Hub thread? Likewise, Shwe Tu, tell Ateria on everything about it

IC: A starship appears above the city from a warp, leaving a swirling portal and blue trails. The ship then landed on a wide field, where a person soon appears, an extraterrestrial/alien named, K'vall Fklo Bagre, the president of (FFT) Kendor.
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Postby Northern Ateria » Wed Jul 12, 2017 8:56 pm

The Kreucian Empire wrote:Hey, it's a bird, it's s plane, oh Sh***! It's the Imperator! Everybody run for your lives!

Screams of absolute terror would soon fall on the Empire with a enraged Imperator walking in a cloud of poisonous shadows making only humans in his path have their skin becoming stretchy, exposed and melting like a waterfall of sulfuric acid has rained down upon them eating to the bone, the sweet agony would warm his blacken heart has he passes through the streets looking for accused human, Karl the suicidal moron he has named him for feeding this devil's wrath that had come upon him with full power and unleashing destructive shockwaves ravaging buildings into ruins of corruption and death.The Imperator would turn the once beautiful landscape into a morbid nightmare with ground be blooded of red rivers with sliced faces floating in the millions they would be speaking their last moments before they were slain by the Imperator himself, the air would be poison forcing innocents to wear a protective mask to stay alive."Father, why are we bothering to destroy a human festive to hunt for a mere mortal that has called you wrong?" Said the faceless Prince known as Neil Frankenstein, the adopted son of the Imperator dressed in SS leather officer uniform, whom he was only now 17 years of age to join the Kreucian Extermination Unit by his father approval, which has shown to do well."The Fool, has done me swell to grown my reputation in the Imperial Elite to prove I have no taste for fleshlings...." he replied, grabbing a woman by the arm trying to flee and rip it completely off cursing a spell for her interior organs on strings to exit from where the Imperator removed her right arm, it would be bloody sight to see to those near in the scenery of the unknown town he was passing through in.

(OOC: Ultraviolence has been approved for me to use the Imperator to kill that White Supremacist that everybody hates with another person that everyone hates, that is a demon supremacist, frankly.)

The Prince would be unflazed by his father's brutality on the fleshling girl, with only the promising it will get gravely worse as we go in this hunting for the bastard Karl.

(OOC: Ugh...after your Imperator is done killing Karl, can you do something else here that isn't murdering people please? Thank you.)

"A deal's a deal."

A pair of North Aterian soldiers drag Karl H. Herd and his son Karl
H. Herd Jr. before the Imeperator

ImageGeneralissimo Karl H Herd

"Do it quick assholes before I start playing Rick Astley music."

(OOC: Seriously do it quick because I'm working on a saved draft here.)
  • Oh honey, I made a peanut butter and jelly sandwich.
  • No grandma, you gave me a peanut butter and jelly sandwich ten minutes ago and it’s really good.
  • Honey, I just made you a peanut butter and jelly sandwich.
  • Grandma I know, I know just stop making them okay? ...it’s not funny anymore...
  • Honey, I just made you a peanut butter and jelly sandwich.
  • Grandma...

General is this huge, uneducated, primitive shithole where everybody’s an expert, and everybody has to share an opinion; and it’s usually the result of people eating rotten alphabet soup, because people are just shitting out words that don’t make sense. And don’t get me started on Fo-

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Postby The Seryyiok Empire » Wed Jul 12, 2017 9:00 pm

[qoute]One of the waitresses working at the Green Restaurant notices the Emperor and his sons entering the establishment. She walks up to them, followed by three more waiters and waitresses, with a notepad and pen in her grasps.

"Hello and welcome to the Green Restaurant, Misters. Please take a seat and I'll be there to take your order."
The young waitress said and smiles cheerily at the Huang family.[/quote]
The Emperor smiled and his kids followed the waitress to their assigned seats in the restaurant, the Emperor would sense a darkness nearby though that was hardly his problem if this nation was being invaded by a enemy nation."What are your drinks on house, in teas?" He calmly asked the waitress taking his chair at the table."And what are the nonalcoholic beverages too?" Said Victor, making himself comfortable at the table sitting next to his stepbrother, Zian.
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Postby Northern Ateria » Wed Jul 12, 2017 9:13 pm

The Seryyiok Empire wrote:
One of the waitresses working at the Green Restaurant notices the Emperor and his sons entering the establishment. She walks up to them, followed by three more waiters and waitresses, with a notepad and pen in her grasps.

"Hello and welcome to the Green Restaurant, Misters. Please take a seat and I'll be there to take your order."
The young waitress said and smiles cheerily at the Huang family.

The Emperor smiled and his kids followed the waitress to their assigned seats in the restaurant, the Emperor would sense a darkness nearby though that was hardly his problem if this nation was being invaded by a enemy nation."What are your drinks on house, in teas?" He calmly asked the waitress taking his chair at the table."And what are the nonalcoholic beverages too?" Said Victor, making himself comfortable at the table sitting next to his stepbrother, Zian.

"It is anything that you want, Mr. Huang. Just name a few and we will have them ready." The waitress smiles, her pen standing by ready to write down the orders on her notepad

Somewhere in Tresselburg...

"...Well Imperator? Are you gonna kill him or what?"


The Federation of Kendor wrote:
Shwe Tu Colony wrote:A lime green trapezoidal prism would suddenly appear wherever the place where everyone was to meet was before Ka'ir Bia'yu — a lady with light purple skin, green hair,
a brown cloak, & antlers on the top of the cloak's hood — appeared where the prism was, which then vanished, a small wand capped with a lime green sphere in her left hand.
She awkwardly waited for someone, perhaps the host themselves, to notice her.


OOC: How casual is this? Are we doing multiple paragraphs or just a few lines?

OOC: Why don'y you respond to my own thread. Also, North Ateria, interested to join my Multiversal Hub thread? Likewise, Shwe Tu, tell Ateria on everything about it

IC: A starship appears above the city from a warp, leaving a swirling portal and blue trails. The ship then landed on a wide field, where a person soon appears, an extraterrestrial/alien named, K'vall Fklo Bagre, the president of (FFT) Kendor.


In the middle of the open field is the Emperor of the Empire, Lelouch vi Britannia, who has appeared with a platoon of soldiers and Rudel Light Tanks before President K'vall Fklo Bagre of Kendor.

"Welcome, it is quite a surprise to see you here Mr. President."
Emperor Lelouch extends out a hand to Kendor's president.
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  • Oh honey, I made a peanut butter and jelly sandwich.
  • No grandma, you gave me a peanut butter and jelly sandwich ten minutes ago and it’s really good.
  • Honey, I just made you a peanut butter and jelly sandwich.
  • Grandma I know, I know just stop making them okay? ...it’s not funny anymore...
  • Honey, I just made you a peanut butter and jelly sandwich.
  • Grandma...

General is this huge, uneducated, primitive shithole where everybody’s an expert, and everybody has to share an opinion; and it’s usually the result of people eating rotten alphabet soup, because people are just shitting out words that don’t make sense. And don’t get me started on Fo-

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The Kreucian Empire
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Founded: Apr 08, 2017
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Postby The Kreucian Empire » Wed Jul 12, 2017 9:15 pm

Northern Ateria wrote:
The Kreucian Empire wrote:Hey, it's a bird, it's s plane, oh Sh***! It's the Imperator! Everybody run for your lives!

Screams of absolute terror would soon fall on the Empire with a enraged Imperator walking in a cloud of poisonous shadows making only humans in his path have their skin becoming stretchy, exposed and melting like a waterfall of sulfuric acid has rained down upon them eating to the bone, the sweet agony would warm his blacken heart has he passes through the streets looking for accused human, Karl the suicidal moron he has named him for feeding this devil's wrath that had come upon him with full power and unleashing destructive shockwaves ravaging buildings into ruins of corruption and death.The Imperator would turn the once beautiful landscape into a morbid nightmare with ground be blooded of red rivers with sliced faces floating in the millions they would be speaking their last moments before they were slain by the Imperator himself, the air would be poison forcing innocents to wear a protective mask to stay alive."Father, why are we bothering to destroy a human festive to hunt for a mere mortal that has called you wrong?" Said the faceless Prince known as Neil Frankenstein, the adopted son of the Imperator dressed in SS leather officer uniform, whom he was only now 17 years of age to join the Kreucian Extermination Unit by his father approval, which has shown to do well."The Fool, has done me swell to grown my reputation in the Imperial Elite to prove I have no taste for fleshlings...." he replied, grabbing a woman by the arm trying to flee and rip it completely off cursing a spell for her interior organs on strings to exit from where the Imperator removed her right arm, it would be bloody sight to see to those near in the scenery of the unknown town he was passing through in.

(OOC: Ultraviolence has been approved for me to use the Imperator to kill that White Supremacist that everybody hates with another person that everyone hates, that is a demon supremacist, frankly.)

The Prince would be unflazed by his father's brutality on the fleshling girl, with only the promising it will get gravely worse as we go in this hunting for the bastard Karl.

(OOC: Ugh...after your Imperator is done killing Karl, can you do something else here that isn't murdering people please? Thank you.)

"A deal's a deal."

A pair of North Aterian soldiers drag Karl H. Herd and his son Karl
H. Herd Jr. before the Imeperator

ImageGeneralissimo Karl H Herd

"Do it quick assholes before I start playing Rick Astley music."

(OOC: Seriously do it quick because I'm working on a saved draft here.)

(OOC: This was extremely easy.....meh.)

"This isn't was what I was expecting to happen but...." The Imperator drew his luger 09 pistol and simply shot Karl H. Held right between the eyes.As with the Prince cutting open Karl H. Jr's throat for a waterfall effect to accor.They would be pleased with having the opponent not fighting back though they could not waste time with things happening at home."Goodbye." Coldy said the Prince via telepathy, he would snap his fingers with the destroyed and killed returning back to normal before the Kreucian arrived.They both would fade away by the wind blowing never to be seen again.

The end.
This is the alternate version of (Former)The Iron Skull with more madness and outright edginess as it is also dieselpunk/steampunk in the 20th Century, current year is 1932.Also, I Don't use NS stats at all!
Tyrant Report: The War of Extermination on Soyouso had been declared in support of our monstrous brothers of the Cult of Imbecile Moose, may terror bring us the bloodiest victory blessed by the Imperator and the Gods of chaos || The Kreucian Legion is reported to successfully across the border into Soyouso with only minor fleshling resistance
|The Imperator, Hellion Turnabout|The Anti -Democracy League|Blank|Factbooks(Read them!)

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Postby Northern Ateria » Wed Jul 12, 2017 9:22 pm

The Kreucian Empire wrote:
Northern Ateria wrote:
(OOC: Ugh...after your Imperator is done killing Karl, can you do something else here that isn't murdering people please? Thank you.)

"A deal's a deal."

A pair of North Aterian soldiers drag Karl H. Herd and his son Karl
H. Herd Jr. before the Imeperator

ImageGeneralissimo Karl H Herd

"Do it quick assholes before I start playing Rick Astley music."

(OOC: Seriously do it quick because I'm working on a saved draft here.)

(OOC: This was extremely easy.....meh.)

"This isn't was what I was expecting to happen but...." The Imperator drew his luger 09 pistol and simply shot Karl H. Held right between the eyes.As with the Prince cutting open Karl H. Jr's throat for a waterfall effect to accor.They would be pleased with having the opponent not fighting back though they could not waste time with things happening at home."Goodbye." Coldy said the Prince via telepathy, he would snap his fingers with the destroyed and killed returning back to normal before the Kreucian arrived.They both would fade away by the wind blowing never to be seen again.

The end.

(OOC: Yes it was easy for a reason. Duh...now let's continue this without anymore bloodshed shall we?)
  • Oh honey, I made a peanut butter and jelly sandwich.
  • No grandma, you gave me a peanut butter and jelly sandwich ten minutes ago and it’s really good.
  • Honey, I just made you a peanut butter and jelly sandwich.
  • Grandma I know, I know just stop making them okay? ...it’s not funny anymore...
  • Honey, I just made you a peanut butter and jelly sandwich.
  • Grandma...

General is this huge, uneducated, primitive shithole where everybody’s an expert, and everybody has to share an opinion; and it’s usually the result of people eating rotten alphabet soup, because people are just shitting out words that don’t make sense. And don’t get me started on Fo-

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Postby The Federation of Kendor » Wed Jul 12, 2017 9:44 pm

Northern Ateria wrote:
The Seryyiok Empire wrote:The Emperor smiled and his kids followed the waitress to their assigned seats in the restaurant, the Emperor would sense a darkness nearby though that was hardly his problem if this nation was being invaded by a enemy nation."What are your drinks on house, in teas?" He calmly asked the waitress taking his chair at the table."And what are the nonalcoholic beverages too?" Said Victor, making himself comfortable at the table sitting next to his stepbrother, Zian.

"It is anything that you want, Mr. Huang. Just name a few and we will have them ready." The waitress smiles, her pen standing by ready to write down the orders on her notepad

Somewhere in Tresselburg...

"...Well Imperator? Are you gonna kill him or what?"


The Federation of Kendor wrote:OOC: Why don'y you respond to my own thread. Also, North Ateria, interested to join my Multiversal Hub thread? Likewise, Shwe Tu, tell Ateria on everything about it

IC: A starship appears above the city from a warp, leaving a swirling portal and blue trails. The ship then landed on a wide field, where a person soon appears, an extraterrestrial/alien named, K'vall Fklo Bagre, the president of (FFT) Kendor.


In the middle of the open field is the Emperor of the Empire, Lelouch vi Britannia, who has appeared with a platoon of soldiers and Rudel Light Tanks before President K'vall Fklo Bagre of Kendor.

"Welcome, it is quite a surprise to see you here Mr. President."
Emperor Lelouch extends out a hand to Kendor's president.

"It's good to see you too." K'vall said as he shaked the Emperor's hand
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Postby The Seryyiok Empire » Wed Jul 12, 2017 9:48 pm

Northern Ateria wrote:
The Seryyiok Empire wrote:The Emperor smiled and his kids followed the waitress to their assigned seats in the restaurant, the Emperor would sense a darkness nearby though that was hardly his problem if this nation was being invaded by a enemy nation."What are your drinks on house, in teas?" He calmly asked the waitress taking his chair at the table."And what are the nonalcoholic beverages too?" Said Victor, making himself comfortable at the table sitting next to his stepbrother, Zian.

"It is anything that you want, Mr. Huang. Just name a few and we will have them ready." The waitress smiles, her pen standing by ready to write down the orders on her notepad

"Huh, through I would like to have your culture's traditional type of tea, instead of mine from home which would be counterproductive in coming to a foreign nation to eat and drink the same thing we could get back in the Imperial States." Said the Emperor."I'll have a water." Said Zian with following of Victor asking for orange soda.
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Northern Ateria
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Postby Northern Ateria » Wed Jul 12, 2017 9:54 pm

The Seryyiok Empire wrote:
Northern Ateria wrote:"It is anything that you want, Mr. Huang. Just name a few and we will have them ready." The waitress smiles, her pen standing by ready to write down the orders on her notepad

"Huh, through I would like to have your culture's traditional type of tea, instead of mine from home which would be counterproductive in coming to a foreign nation to eat and drink the same thing we could get back in the Imperial States." Said the Emperor."I'll have a water." Said Zian with following of Victor asking for orange soda.

The waitress proceeds to write down the orders on her notepad.

"We serve green tea here, Mr. Huang. And I wrote down a glass of water with an orange soda beverage correct? Is that all?"

The waitress looks at the Emperor's two sons. Her pencil still on the notepad, ready to write down more orders.
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  • Oh honey, I made a peanut butter and jelly sandwich.
  • No grandma, you gave me a peanut butter and jelly sandwich ten minutes ago and it’s really good.
  • Honey, I just made you a peanut butter and jelly sandwich.
  • Grandma I know, I know just stop making them okay? ...it’s not funny anymore...
  • Honey, I just made you a peanut butter and jelly sandwich.
  • Grandma...

General is this huge, uneducated, primitive shithole where everybody’s an expert, and everybody has to share an opinion; and it’s usually the result of people eating rotten alphabet soup, because people are just shitting out words that don’t make sense. And don’t get me started on Fo-

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Postby Northern Ateria » Sat Jul 15, 2017 8:33 am

Bump

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  • Oh honey, I made a peanut butter and jelly sandwich.
  • No grandma, you gave me a peanut butter and jelly sandwich ten minutes ago and it’s really good.
  • Honey, I just made you a peanut butter and jelly sandwich.
  • Grandma I know, I know just stop making them okay? ...it’s not funny anymore...
  • Honey, I just made you a peanut butter and jelly sandwich.
  • Grandma...

General is this huge, uneducated, primitive shithole where everybody’s an expert, and everybody has to share an opinion; and it’s usually the result of people eating rotten alphabet soup, because people are just shitting out words that don’t make sense. And don’t get me started on Fo-

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Postby Shwe Tu Colony » Sat Jul 15, 2017 10:30 pm

Having nothing to do, Ka'ir pulled out a lawn chair from somewhere & sat down on it, occasionally taking a sip from what appeared to be a vacuum-insulated bottle,
which would most certainly be anachronistic if one were to consider the fact that Shwe Tu Colony was only supposed to be Renaissance-era technology.


Regardless of how illogical it would be, she continued drinking from her vacuum-insulate bottle as though it were merely an ordinary object that was mass produced in a place that lacked factories, without stopping to question it.

After a few sips, she began to quietly sing to herself.
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Northern Ateria
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Postby Northern Ateria » Sat Jul 15, 2017 10:46 pm

Shwe Tu Colony wrote:Having nothing to do, Ka'ir pulled out a lawn chair from somewhere & sat down on it, occasionally taking a sip from what appeared to be a vacuum-insulated bottle,
which would most certainly be anachronistic if one were to consider the fact that Shwe Tu Colony was only supposed to be Renaissance-era technology.


Regardless of how illogical it would be, she continued drinking from her vacuum-insulate bottle as though it were merely an ordinary object that was mass produced in a place that lacked factories, without stopping to question it.

After a few sips, she began to quietly sing to herself.

As Ka'ir enjoys her moment of silence in the Empire...

"AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!"

Girlish screams can be heard aloud as several citizens are being chased by Memes in a game called Meme Chase. Think of it like that event where people are chased by bulls except the bulls are replaced with next-bot Memes.

"Looks like Charlie is taking the lead! Will he make it to the finish line in time? Find out next time on Meme Chase!"

The announcer says through the mic.

"No need to worry about the Memes, they are harmless and this event is a family friendly sport."
  • Oh honey, I made a peanut butter and jelly sandwich.
  • No grandma, you gave me a peanut butter and jelly sandwich ten minutes ago and it’s really good.
  • Honey, I just made you a peanut butter and jelly sandwich.
  • Grandma I know, I know just stop making them okay? ...it’s not funny anymore...
  • Honey, I just made you a peanut butter and jelly sandwich.
  • Grandma...

General is this huge, uneducated, primitive shithole where everybody’s an expert, and everybody has to share an opinion; and it’s usually the result of people eating rotten alphabet soup, because people are just shitting out words that don’t make sense. And don’t get me started on Fo-

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Postby Shwe Tu Colony » Sat Jul 15, 2017 10:57 pm

Northern Ateria wrote:
Shwe Tu Colony wrote:Having nothing to do, Ka'ir pulled out a lawn chair from somewhere & sat down on it, occasionally taking a sip from what appeared to be a vacuum-insulated bottle,
which would most certainly be anachronistic if one were to consider the fact that Shwe Tu Colony was only supposed to be Renaissance-era technology.


Regardless of how illogical it would be, she continued drinking from her vacuum-insulate bottle as though it were merely an ordinary object that was mass produced in a place that lacked factories, without stopping to question it.

After a few sips, she began to quietly sing to herself.

As Ka'ir enjoys her moment of silence in the Empire...

"AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!"

Girlish screams can be heard aloud as several citizens are being chased by Memes in a game called Meme Chase. Think of it like that event where people are chased by bulls except the bulls are replaced with next-bot Memes.

"Looks like Charlie is taking the lead! Will he make it to the finish line in time? Find out next time on Meme Chase!"

The announcer says through the mic.

"No need to worry about the Memes, they are harmless and this event is a family friendly sport."


Ka'ir doesn't really care & continues to quietly sing to herself; after all, crime was still fairly prominent in Parfuhmerie, though in comparison to the crime rates in other Demon cities & colonies, Parfuhmerie was practically a haven that had only a small crime problem. As a result of this fairly high rate of lawbreaking, Ka'ir did not find it unusual to hear citizens running through the streets, although the fact they were named memes, & thus similarly to the internet sort of memes, did catch some of her attention.

Especially when tourist season & Parfuhmerian Sweeping Day would inconveniently align.
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Postby Northern Ateria » Tue Jul 18, 2017 3:32 pm

OOC: Sorry about this forum being so inactive for some time now, just really busy on stuff

"Get a hotdog. Get one or two for $3.99!"
Announces an Imperial Citizen who is running a hot dog vendor in the streets of the capital city of Northern Ateria

"Get a taste of North Aterian culture when you try out the nation's twister potatoes!"
Announces a female Imperial Citizen who owns a twister potato vendor

"Yoohoo~! Big Summer blow out!"
Announces another female Imperial Citizen, who happens to be selling towels for people going to the pristine beaches
  • Oh honey, I made a peanut butter and jelly sandwich.
  • No grandma, you gave me a peanut butter and jelly sandwich ten minutes ago and it’s really good.
  • Honey, I just made you a peanut butter and jelly sandwich.
  • Grandma I know, I know just stop making them okay? ...it’s not funny anymore...
  • Honey, I just made you a peanut butter and jelly sandwich.
  • Grandma...

General is this huge, uneducated, primitive shithole where everybody’s an expert, and everybody has to share an opinion; and it’s usually the result of people eating rotten alphabet soup, because people are just shitting out words that don’t make sense. And don’t get me started on Fo-

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Postby Drekoslovakia » Tue Jul 18, 2017 11:28 pm

At a bus stop, Drekoslovakians get off the bus, expecting some wonderful nation of culture. They thought right. One of the Drekoslovakians, Dmitriy, stepped off, and pulled out a hologram of his family. He smiled as he put it away, and made his way towards the beach. After all, that's why he came here, to relax at the beach. He made his way to a perfect beach spot that was empty, laid his cooler and blanket down, set up his umbrella and said, "Da. Thank the Goddess Tonja for finally letting me get a month off."

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Postby Arctica-Aleutia » Thu Jul 20, 2017 10:36 pm

Marty is flying through the air at supersonic speeds, followed closely by a bat. He sees the city of Tresselburg below him.

Marty: "What's that place?"

They descend unnoticed onto a side street. The bat takes on a different form and is revealed to be Melody Roth, a vampire that is Marty's girlfriend. (More info on her here because why not.)

Marty: "Hmm... Northern Ateria, I'd guess."

Melody: "Come on! Let's find something fun to do!"

Marty: "Hey, wait up!"

They ended up at a tiny tram station that seemed to be part of a complex network of walkways, railways, waterways, and roads.
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Postby Northern Ateria » Tue Aug 01, 2017 3:06 pm

"Yay more visitors! Sorry if it isn't much to do here but we tried!"

(OOC: Got a lot things going in my schedule. Sorry for the long inactivity though.)
  • Oh honey, I made a peanut butter and jelly sandwich.
  • No grandma, you gave me a peanut butter and jelly sandwich ten minutes ago and it’s really good.
  • Honey, I just made you a peanut butter and jelly sandwich.
  • Grandma I know, I know just stop making them okay? ...it’s not funny anymore...
  • Honey, I just made you a peanut butter and jelly sandwich.
  • Grandma...

General is this huge, uneducated, primitive shithole where everybody’s an expert, and everybody has to share an opinion; and it’s usually the result of people eating rotten alphabet soup, because people are just shitting out words that don’t make sense. And don’t get me started on Fo-

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