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The Decepticon Iaconian Dinner [IC; Open]

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The Decepticon Iaconian Dinner [IC; Open]

Postby Pax Cybertronian » Sat Nov 11, 2017 3:55 pm

Here is the OOC Thread.


Upon the auspices of Lord Megatron, you have been invited to attend a dinner located at the city-state of Vos, of which Supreme Emperor Megatron himself will host. This is a rare opportunity, for many of whom Megatron likely despises since they are organic lifeforms, to see Cybertron in all of her glory. This mass-telegram is being issued to many nations as possible, presumably for diplomatic means and for goals that are classified and that only Lord Megatron and his High Lords and his Builder Assembly may know about.

I hope that your trip here shall benefit the glorious Cybertronian Empire! Hail Megatron! Hail Cybertron!

Signed,
Scorponok, Decepticon General on Nebulos.



Megatron paced up and down the halls of the Main Room, datapad in hand. Clearly, Megatron wasn't in the best of moods. After all, he was forced to acquiesce with his long-standing hatred of organic lifeforms for the rest of the solar cycle. He had fought against the Autobots, whom championed equality between the mechanical and organic races in the galaxy, and even dared to pursue peace with the damned technophobic Black Box Consortia of all things... well, that was only under Guardian's command; the rest either sought neutrality or to exterminate the entirety of the Consortia. Megatron's hatred of organic races was ever the more prevalent with the Human Confederacy, who forced the Cybertronians into the Allowed Zone for several decades until Megatron stopped trying to curry their favour and outright invaded their forces after Galvatron, which was Megatron cloned by Unicron, tried the same attempt and failed, causing three colonies to be sterilized, and thus vivisected live by the best scientists the Builders had to offer and transformed into the G-Virus.

Suddenly, a courier by the name of Lunarbleak flew towards him. She was a small and timid green and blue Micromaster, almost a head smaller than the tyrannical Macromaster in front of her. She seemed to transform into some sort of car.

"So, I have to be stuck with these damn organics for the rest of the day?" Megatron growled at the courier.

"Well, not stuck. But, yes, I'm afraid, my dear lord," Lunarbleak timidly replied.

Megatron sighed in exasperation, muttering both Cybertronian and Earthen profanity under his breath, and began to walk towards his throne. "Fine, fine. Commence with the meeting. Go have Soundwave stand at the door to the Pavilions and have him greet them. Have Confektor go cook some food. I don't care if it's dead Autobots; I just want some damn food on the table."

Terrified, Lunarbleak nodded at repeatedly at Megatron and transformed into a jet, quickly darting out of the open doors of the Pavilions to the Offices of the Inquisition nearby. Megatron then decided to stand up and look out of a window down at the Plaza below. Propaganda was on constant repeat, with a alluring drone of "Lord Megatron will lead the Cybertronian race! Hail Megatron! Death to organic life!", and down below the holoprojectors was hundreds of Cybertronians either travelling to a shop or clergy or saluting the holoprojector in Megatronist fervour. Megatron also saw some MCSF agents accosting and brutalizing a worker, presumably for committing one of the many, many crimes deduced as such by the Book of Jurisprudence. Certainly, that would have to be rectified by means of Shadowplay or Empurata. After that, they dragged off the worker into a non-sentient Cybertronian SWAT van, which then zoomed off to their headquarters for "advanced interrogation" as they liked to call it.

The High Pavilions was situated on the top of a smallish metallic hill, angled at the plazas below in order to incite fear in the populace and to keep a constant reminder that Megatron is always watching over them. To be fair, the constant images of Megatron with moving optics saying "Megatron is always watching you" was satisfactory in that regard, but Megatron thought that propaganda should consume the minds of the populace in order to essentially create a hive-mind that was loyal to him, and him alone. The Decepticons were notorious for having disloyal commanders, and this was especially prevalent under his command, though Megatron had always responded brutally to exposed commanders, often having them sent to Styx or Grindcore. Some Decepticons even dared to try to defect to the Autobots, the bastards! But Megatron had them thrown into the Isolation Chamber, probably being driven to insanity at the isolation alone.

Now, Megatron leaned back on his throne, awaiting the arrivals of the visitors, of whom would be greeted by the Grand Inquisitor himself: a quiet and deadly warrior who disturbed almost all of his arrivals. While Soundwave spoke, it was through a quiet, robotic and yet deadly voice which emulated little emotion.
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Postby The Liamese Empire » Sat Nov 11, 2017 5:35 pm

The Emperor walks right past the inquisitor and shouts to Megatron "HELLO LADDIE!" with a Jack Daniels bottle in hand. The Inquisitor then tries to tell the Emperor to calm down. The Emperor begins to shout at him using expletives that should not be used by any tongue after. This scares the Cybertron more than anyone can imagine. He then walks up and takes a seat at the table right next to Megatron and says to him "How are you doin' this evening my friend, still hating us 'Organics' as usual?"
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Postby Netherspace » Sat Nov 11, 2017 5:45 pm

Naralka floated into the dining room and rested on a chair. “I see a bunch of robots and a drunk man. All of them completely inept.” She leaned back. “Well then, metal man, entertain me. Make this worth my while.”
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Postby Nilrahrarfan » Sat Nov 11, 2017 5:48 pm

Katrina Stormia shows up, in some rather revealing clothing. "I'm here, and I see three people." She clears her throat. "I see a giant robot, a drunk person, and a person straight out of creepypasta. I'm definitely the best looking here, but that's not the point. The point is that we need to have a plan, and that plan could be to fight rainbowist scum."
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Postby The Liamese Empire » Sat Nov 11, 2017 5:54 pm

Nilrahrarfan wrote:Katrina Stormia shows up, in some rather revealing clothing. "I'm here, and I see three people." She clears her throat. "I see a giant robot, a drunk person, and a person straight out of creepypasta. I'm definitely the best looking here, but that's not the point. The point is that we need to have a plan, and that plan could be to fight rainbowist scum."
Netherspace wrote:Naralka floated into the dining room and rested on a chair. “I see a bunch of robots and a drunk man. All of them completely inept.” She leaned back. “Well then, metal man, entertain me. Make this worth my while.”

The Emperor tells the new arrivals "I never drank out of the bottle, I only have it just in case things get stressful. Don't always assume that I'm drunk just because I'm loud."
The Liamese Empire is a Conservative, Imperialist, Celtic nation with a large Christian population. The nation is ruled by Emperor Roger of the house Childers and has a senate in which laws that the Emperor proposes to the Senate get passed on to the voting stage in which the people vote on whether laws should be changed or not. It has many colonies across the world and is proud of them. The nation also has a massive military and is never afraid to use it.

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Postby Netherspace » Sat Nov 11, 2017 6:13 pm

Nilrahrarfan wrote:Katrina Stormia shows up, in some rather revealing clothing. "I'm here, and I see three people." She clears her throat. "I see a giant robot, a drunk person, and a person straight out of creepypasta. I'm definitely the best looking here, but that's not the point. The point is that we need to have a plan, and that plan could be to fight rainbowist scum."


“First; I do not care about your mortal politics. I am here on behalf of the Multiversal Church of the Unknown. Second; By my species’ standards, you look hideous. Third; put on some clothes.”

The Liamese Empire wrote:The Emperor tells the new arrivals "I never drank out of the bottle, I only have it just in case things get stressful. Don't always assume that I'm drunk just because I'm loud."


Naralka simply laughed. “I don’t remember sober humans swearing so much, especially not humans that are in positions of power.”
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In the days when you are young;
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Postby The Liamese Empire » Sat Nov 11, 2017 6:28 pm

Netherspace wrote:
Nilrahrarfan wrote:Katrina Stormia shows up, in some rather revealing clothing. "I'm here, and I see three people." She clears her throat. "I see a giant robot, a drunk person, and a person straight out of creepypasta. I'm definitely the best looking here, but that's not the point. The point is that we need to have a plan, and that plan could be to fight rainbowist scum."


“First; I do not care about your mortal politics. I am here on behalf of the Multiversal Church of the Unknown. Second; By my species’ standards, you look hideous. Third; put on some clothes.”

The Liamese Empire wrote:The Emperor tells the new arrivals "I never drank out of the bottle, I only have it just in case things get stressful. Don't always assume that I'm drunk just because I'm loud."


Naralka simply laughed. “I don’t remember sober humans swearing so much, especially not humans that are in positions of power.”

"You've never met a Liamese official then! Nice to met you now!"
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Postby The Grand Diamond Authority » Sat Nov 11, 2017 8:44 pm

And as usual, or at least lately, the four massive and brightly colored women whom had always been visiting usually every occasion that Megatron himself had been to, are on the scene!

The Diamonds looked about the current partygoers, and went to grab empty seating for them, or at least places for them to hang by. "Well, another party, another group of folk to meet. Hopefully less organics this time around." White Diamond muttered a bit to herself. "I have quite the faith that Lord Megatron can run a party as well as he can run an empire."
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Postby Martian Technocratic State of Zitravgrad » Sat Nov 11, 2017 8:58 pm

The Grand Diamond Authority wrote:And as usual, or at least lately, the four massive and brightly colored women whom had always been visiting usually every occasion that Megatron himself had been to, are on the scene!

The Diamonds looked about the current partygoers, and went to grab empty seating for them, or at least places for them to hang by. "Well, another party, another group of folk to meet. Hopefully less organics this time around." White Diamond muttered a bit to herself. "I have quite the faith that Lord Megatron can run a party as well as he can run an empire."


Pyotr Miroslavsky folded his lips at the "less organic" part. Funny, he came here by himself but with the double-assurance from Time-Traveling Association that he could reverse things if situation turned on to be life-threatening. Perhaps he might need it...

But he walked in anyway. He could be easily recognized as a tall and slim figure in Blue Army uniform with lab coat over it, but that wasn't the point. The point was that Miroslavsky might be armed, with time rather than anything. The young representative took a seat and hoped this party didn't go like General Valentijn's party that he remembered time warping into.
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Postby Netherspace » Sat Nov 11, 2017 9:13 pm

The Grand Diamond Authority wrote:And as usual, or at least lately, the four massive and brightly colored women whom had always been visiting usually every occasion that Megatron himself had been to, are on the scene!

The Diamonds looked about the current partygoers, and went to grab empty seating for them, or at least places for them to hang by. "Well, another party, another group of folk to meet. Hopefully less organics this time around." White Diamond muttered a bit to herself. "I have quite the faith that Lord Megatron can run a party as well as he can run an empire."



"You know , organics aren't necceserally weak. I'm organic and I can destroy civilizations. Don't look so suprised that I can here you whispering in the corner, I'm bassically a demigod."
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In the days when you are young;
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Gods that are best unsung."


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Postby Remulia » Sat Nov 11, 2017 9:20 pm

Kmer Etux arrived to the "party": he was using a robotic body, to make his presence more tolerable...the leader of the remulian race saw the other arrivals and said a simple, but elegant, "hello" before taking a seat: that robotic body was created to eat and process normal food.

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Postby Danceria » Sat Nov 11, 2017 9:32 pm

A dark haired and blue eyed man entered seemingly on his own, briskly walking towards the main hall. A representative of both Danceria, and by extension, the Human Confederacy, he had to appeal to the thought that Cybertronians could still be negotiated with. A thought that he did not believe in the slightest.

Still, he was an ambassador, one of the best in modern history (if the newspapers were to be believed) so let's see what's on the current roster of respectable people right now?

The Gems were there, (of course, birds of an organic hating feather...), and White Diamond herself no less! A surprise to the Dancerian, though uncertain whether or not it would be pleasant or not. Then there was a decked out human who swore and swigged almost as much as a Skyhookedian. The Ambassador smiled, it was this side of humanity that was paradoxically it's best. Highly irreverent towards whatever was out there, determined to conquer it, and pisses on the shadowy figure in the corner. Speaking of "whatever was out there"... he recognized the tentacled-elephant like figure from his monarch's rantings, after spontaneously vanishing after walking out the front door of Castle Argenost. The scientists were still unsure what precisely happened, or if His Highness's rantings were to be believed, but all they knew he was...changed. He made a mental note to avoid it like the plague.

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Postby Eodor » Sun Nov 12, 2017 10:25 am

"A Death Guard shouldn't have to visit parties," Sios grumbled to himself as he made his way inside. His armour was still stained with the blood of thousands of Wraiths, the scum hadn't stood a chance against him and his Flesh Reapers, the finest force ever to grace the galaxy with their murderous presence. Sure, some of these robots were a little taller than him, but that didn't mean he was at a disadvantage when it came to a fight, he always thought of the fight. Even with his own allies, whenever he walked into a room, you can guarantee he'd already formulated a plan to kill everything inside and come out unscathed. This was... slightly different. He'd have to fight though a whole planet of things that reminded him of Sentinels. "Sentinels," he grumbled again, this time with more malice, he hated those walking tin cans with a passion, even more so than he did everything else that existed. That's why he was such a good killer.

Except he had been sworn not to kill anything on this planet.

That's why he was even more angry than usual. Beneath his blood stained black helmet, his eyes glew red with an irradiating fury, he exuded such strong murderous intent that even his 'carer' Commander SV-67 or 'Save' as he was known by his troops, kept his polite distance, always waiting to see what the kill crazy Death Guard was going to do next.

He stopped suddenly, staring blankly into one area of the room, the sense of righteous and holy hatred giving him a slight red aura. Save stepped forwards, noticing what he was looking at, it seemed harmless to him. Four brightly coloured women was all, nothing wrong with a bit of colour...

Oh.

Sios of the Death Guard, Master of the Flesh Reapers Legion, was well known for having everything in existence, yet there was one thing he hated more than that.

The colour pink.

He despised it, loathed it, abhorred it, he had once almost crushed the skull of Legion Master Revik of the Swords of Blood after he had noticed Revik's helmet had a small pink Stripe down the centre.

Save would have to move quickly to defuse the situation.

"My lord," his voice gravelly and alien, "we should go and meet the guests, the Kings would not wish for us to come back without making some new allies."

After what felt like an eternity, Sios answered, the speaker in his helmet making his voice robotic but no less menacing, "very well. Lead the way."

"Kings preserve me." he thought as he walked into the crowd.
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Postby Valentine Z » Sun Nov 12, 2017 12:19 pm

A nondescript four-door sedan has arrived at the scene. The door opens to reveal a young woman in her early 20s, grey jacket with a pink blouse underneath, arrived with a small polaroid camera. Height of 228.60 cm, or 7 feet and 6 inches, according to some outdated form of measurement.

Given how Valentijn and the rest have been busy, this woman called Head Diplomat Charlene Jeannie Natalia Adeline Marceline Christine Irelle joins Lord Megatron’s dinner on behalf of Valentine Z and its autonomous states. Charlene hastily put a lens cover on her camera to indicate that she is not going to use it anytime soon. She has only taken a few steps, and already she knew that the atmosphere is a little too tense for her liking – there are guards everywhere, and overall, this whole place seems like a military installation. And that was precisely the reason why she slapped on a lens cap on her camera. After all, it was simply to take away a few memories, only if Lord Megatron is going to permit her to use the camera to take a few pictures here and there.

“Well, here it goes,” Charlene muttered to herself, as she quickly strolled across the Main Hall, while noticing all the other guests that are already present.

“I am so sorry I’m late, Lord Megatron,” Charlene introduced herself to the towering Decepticon, “I am Head Diplomat Charlene, but Charlene is simply enough, yes? I came on behalf of Valentijn and his friends; they have been a little busy back in Valentine Z!”
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Postby Martian Technocratic State of Zitravgrad » Sun Nov 12, 2017 1:22 pm

The Representative looked at the newcomers with a formal, polite smile. There was a reason to be careful, but no reason to be entirely paranoid even if the ladies and gentlemen in the room might fit into the 'peculiar' criteria in where he came from. That was why he needed to explore further. His eyes quickly scanned the room and discreetly took notice of everyone inside, noting their appearance and who they might be while reservedly putting his Army hat on his lap. Just the observation was already exciting, the conversation part would become secondary goal. Still, he should be finding someone to converse with sooner or later.
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Postby Remulia » Sun Nov 12, 2017 5:33 pm

"eldricht abominations, gems, humans, wow, there are representatives from every race" though Etux, watching the situation, he was analizing the situation to see potential dangers to the remulian empire. he decided to converse with someone, so, he choose the representative of the Martian Technocratic State of Zitravgrad as a conversational partner. he walked towards him slowly.
"eh. hello".

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Postby The Liamese Empire » Sun Nov 12, 2017 6:37 pm

Remulia wrote:"eldricht abominations, gems, humans, wow, there are representatives from every race" though Etux, watching the situation, he was analizing the situation to see potential dangers to the remulian empire. he decided to converse with someone, so, he choose the representative of the Martian Technocratic State of Zitravgrad as a conversational partner. he walked towards him slowly.
"eh. hello".

The Emperor sees the two leaders beginning to converse and decides to get out of his seat, leaving his coat behind, and walk over to them. He greets them with a hearty "Halò." He assumed that since it was close to English they would understand that it meant hello. The Emperor can see that the others aren't willing to get the ball rolling so he says "I'm Emperor Roger Childers of the Liamese Empire, and you two?"
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Postby The Imperial Regions of Commerce » Sun Nov 12, 2017 8:20 pm

The representative for the Imperial Regions was TX-90, a calculating T-series Tactical Droid. The metal body clanked as it walked, and the droid utilized its joints to bow in front of Megatron.

"Greetings, your Majesty. I am TX-90, a T-series Tactical Droid model 3 controlled by the HELIX A.I. I have been chosen to be the representative for the Imperial Regions of Commerce for this meeting."

The droid walked to the table and sat down, with its dead optics staring into space.
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Postby Remulia » Sun Nov 12, 2017 10:15 pm

The Liamese Empire wrote:
Remulia wrote:"eldricht abominations, gems, humans, wow, there are representatives from every race" though Etux, watching the situation, he was analizing the situation to see potential dangers to the remulian empire. he decided to converse with someone, so, he choose the representative of the Martian Technocratic State of Zitravgrad as a conversational partner. he walked towards him slowly.
"eh. hello".

The Emperor sees the two leaders beginning to converse and decides to get out of his seat, leaving his coat behind, and walk over to them. He greets them with a hearty "Halò." He assumed that since it was close to English they would understand that it meant hello. The Emperor can see that the others aren't willing to get the ball rolling so he says "I'm Emperor Roger Childers of the Liamese Empire, and you two?"


"hello, i'm Kmer Etux of the remulian empire. great party ¿uh?" said the remulian leader, he understood the hearty "Halò" and wondered why he said that instead of a "hello", then he though that he should consider to think in another thing.

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Martian Technocratic State of Zitravgrad
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Postby Martian Technocratic State of Zitravgrad » Sun Nov 12, 2017 11:17 pm

Remulia wrote:
The Liamese Empire wrote:The Emperor sees the two leaders beginning to converse and decides to get out of his seat, leaving his coat behind, and walk over to them. He greets them with a hearty "Halò." He assumed that since it was close to English they would understand that it meant hello. The Emperor can see that the others aren't willing to get the ball rolling so he says "I'm Emperor Roger Childers of the Liamese Empire, and you two?"


"hello, i'm Kmer Etux of the remulian empire. great party ¿uh?" said the remulian leader, he understood the hearty "Halò" and wondered why he said that instead of a "hello", then he though that he should consider to think in another thing.


"Oh! Здравствуйте! I didn't notice you gentlemen at first, my apologies!" The young man stood up and left his hat on the chair, then cheerfully saluted the two who approached him. "Pyotr Miroslavsky, Representative of Martian Technocractic State of Zitravgrad, at your service. It is certainly a pleasure to meet both of you."
"Science, Secularism, Socialism" - Puppet of Zitravgrad, 68 years in the future! FT nation, Current Year: 2085.
Breaking News: Military budget stagnant, as Representative Miroslavsky focuses on improving education and welfare in the new Five-Year Plan / Asteroid problem "not our concern", says Department of Public Safety / Underground colonies under construction, to be finished in 5 years / Scientists say native species exist on Mars, just what are they?

This nation certainly doesn't use NS stats and gravity but some policies are used. Duh, we are on Mars, comrades!

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Postby The Liamese Empire » Mon Nov 13, 2017 9:08 am

Martian Technocratic State of Zitravgrad wrote:
Remulia wrote:
"hello, i'm Kmer Etux of the remulian empire. great party ¿uh?" said the remulian leader, he understood the hearty "Halò" and wondered why he said that instead of a "hello", then he though that he should consider to think in another thing.


"Oh! Здравствуйте! I didn't notice you gentlemen at first, my apologies!" The young man stood up and left his hat on the chair, then cheerfully saluted the two who approached him. "Pyotr Miroslavsky, Representative of Martian Technocractic State of Zitravgrad, at your service. It is certainly a pleasure to meet both of you."
Remulia wrote:
The Liamese Empire wrote:The Emperor sees the two leaders beginning to converse and decides to get out of his seat, leaving his coat behind, and walk over to them. He greets them with a hearty "Halò." He assumed that since it was close to English they would understand that it meant hello. The Emperor can see that the others aren't willing to get the ball rolling so he says "I'm Emperor Roger Childers of the Liamese Empire, and you two?"


"hello, i'm Kmer Etux of the remulian empire. great party ¿uh?" said the remulian leader, he understood the hearty "Halò" and wondered why he said that instead of a "hello", then he though that he should consider to think in another thing.


"It's a pleasure to meet the both of you. I can't wait for the Party to really start swinging. I really wish there was some music though" the Emperor says. "I'll go and call my Jazz band to set the mood." The Emperor calls them and then joined the conversation again. "They will be here in an twenty minutes, they just have to get here from my condominium Anyways, how is life in your country?"
The Liamese Empire is a Conservative, Imperialist, Celtic nation with a large Christian population. The nation is ruled by Emperor Roger of the house Childers and has a senate in which laws that the Emperor proposes to the Senate get passed on to the voting stage in which the people vote on whether laws should be changed or not. It has many colonies across the world and is proud of them. The nation also has a massive military and is never afraid to use it.

P.S. The symbol on my flag is not the triforce, It is supposed to be a symbol of the trinity, the star in the middle represents the Empire.

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Postby Martian Technocratic State of Zitravgrad » Mon Nov 13, 2017 11:09 am

The Liamese Empire wrote:"It's a pleasure to meet the both of you. I can't wait for the Party to really start swinging. I really wish there was some music though" the Emperor says. "I'll go and call my Jazz band to set the mood." The Emperor calls them and then joined the conversation again. "They will be here in an twenty minutes, they just have to get here from my condominium Anyways, how is life in your country?"


"That sounds brilliant..." The young technocrat nodded to the Emperor and replied. "The Martian colony is doing quite well, sir. We are expanding the terraforming areas as well as underground colonies but those go by slowly... and what about you, sir? How are you doing currently?"
"Science, Secularism, Socialism" - Puppet of Zitravgrad, 68 years in the future! FT nation, Current Year: 2085.
Breaking News: Military budget stagnant, as Representative Miroslavsky focuses on improving education and welfare in the new Five-Year Plan / Asteroid problem "not our concern", says Department of Public Safety / Underground colonies under construction, to be finished in 5 years / Scientists say native species exist on Mars, just what are they?

This nation certainly doesn't use NS stats and gravity but some policies are used. Duh, we are on Mars, comrades!

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Postby Eodor » Mon Nov 13, 2017 11:37 am

"Don't mess this up Sios."

The famously fearless Sios winced at the comment. He was scared of nothing, instead of two organic beings, the Kings. Nicholas and Charlie, he respected them more than anything else, in the Flesh Reapers, with respect came fear.

He was snapped out of his trance by his white armoured handler shaking him.

"Sios," the Foot Commander spoke with his gravelly monotone voice , "we should speak to the other guests."

"Very well," Sios grunted, not bothering to hide his annoyance.

The pair trudged over to where the majority of the guests were located, where Sios just stood and stared blankly into the group.

It was Save who introduced them:

"Hello. I am Foot Commander Save of the Irenton Empire, this is Legion Master Sios of the Flesh Reapers. Good to meet you."
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Postby The Liamese Empire » Mon Nov 13, 2017 12:54 pm

Eodor wrote:"Don't mess this up Sios."

The famously fearless Sios winced at the comment. He was scared of nothing, instead of two organic beings, the Kings. Nicholas and Charlie, he respected them more than anything else, in the Flesh Reapers, with respect came fear.

He was snapped out of his trance by his white armoured handler shaking him.

"Sios," the Foot Commander spoke with his gravelly monotone voice , "we should speak to the other guests."

"Very well," Sios grunted, not bothering to hide his annoyance.

The pair trudged over to where the majority of the guests were located, where Sios just stood and stared blankly into the group.

It was Save who introduced them:

"Hello. I am Foot Commander Save of the Irenton Empire, this is Legion Master Sios of the Flesh Reapers. Good to meet you."


Martian Technocratic State of Zitravgrad wrote:
The Liamese Empire wrote:"It's a pleasure to meet the both of you. I can't wait for the Party to really start swinging. I really wish there was some music though" the Emperor says. "I'll go and call my Jazz band to set the mood." The Emperor calls them and then joined the conversation again. "They will be here in an twenty minutes, they just have to get here from my condominium Anyways, how is life in your country?"


"That sounds brilliant..." The young technocrat nodded to the Emperor and replied. "The Martian colony is doing quite well, sir. We are expanding the terraforming areas as well as underground colonies but those go by slowly... and what about you, sir? How are you doing currently?"


The Emperor looks at the two and says "It's a pleasure to meet you a well!" He then goes back to looking at Pyotr "Back to what we were saying, The Liamese Empire has also been doing well, we have recently started up our own Martian colonies. The Empire has also grown very wealthy because of our earthly holdings. Thank God for Capitalism, I don't know what I would do if my people didn't support free trade!" He looks towards the door and sees the band come in and set up. The emperor tells the men to stand there as he goes and helps them set up, he then comes back and the band begins playing "You're Nobody 'Til Somebody Loves You" by Dean Martin. The Emperor starts speaking to the group again, "This is one of my personal favorites."
The Liamese Empire is a Conservative, Imperialist, Celtic nation with a large Christian population. The nation is ruled by Emperor Roger of the house Childers and has a senate in which laws that the Emperor proposes to the Senate get passed on to the voting stage in which the people vote on whether laws should be changed or not. It has many colonies across the world and is proud of them. The nation also has a massive military and is never afraid to use it.

P.S. The symbol on my flag is not the triforce, It is supposed to be a symbol of the trinity, the star in the middle represents the Empire.

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Postby Martian Technocratic State of Zitravgrad » Mon Nov 13, 2017 1:09 pm

Eodor wrote:"Don't mess this up Sios."

The famously fearless Sios winced at the comment. He was scared of nothing, instead of two organic beings, the Kings. Nicholas and Charlie, he respected them more than anything else, in the Flesh Reapers, with respect came fear.

He was snapped out of his trance by his white armoured handler shaking him.

"Sios," the Foot Commander spoke with his gravelly monotone voice , "we should speak to the other guests."

"Very well," Sios grunted, not bothering to hide his annoyance.

The pair trudged over to where the majority of the guests were located, where Sios just stood and stared blankly into the group.

It was Save who introduced them:

"Hello. I am Foot Commander Save of the Irenton Empire, this is Legion Master Sios of the Flesh Reapers. Good to meet you."


"It is certainly nice to meet both of you as well, sir." Pyotr nodded. A handshake was far-fetched from what he had noticed from the Legion Master. But everyone was to be treated with equal respect. "Pyotr Miroslavsky of Martian Technocracy of Zitravgrad." He introduced himself again, having expected to be doing this for a long, long while.

The Liamese Empire wrote:The Emperor looks at the two and says "It's a pleasure to meet you a well!" He then goes back to looking at Pyotr "Back to what we were saying, The Liamese Empire has also been doing well, we have recently started up our own Martian colonies. The Empire has also grown very wealthy because of our earthly holdings. Thank God for Capitalism, I don't know what I would do if my people didn't support free trade!" He looks towards the door and sees the band come in and set up. The emperor tells the men to stand there as he goes and helps them set up, he then comes back and the band begins playing "You're Nobody 'Til Somebody Loves You" by Dean Martin. The Emperor starts speaking to the group again, "This is one of my personal favorites."


"Ahh... I understand the merits of capitalism and I am happy that it goes well for your nation." The technocrat folded his lips at the words 'God' and 'capitalism'. But even as the most extreme atheist socialist, he had learned to co-exist. He swiftly changed the topic when he saw the chances. "I haven't heard it before... but jazz is always nice to listen to."
"Science, Secularism, Socialism" - Puppet of Zitravgrad, 68 years in the future! FT nation, Current Year: 2085.
Breaking News: Military budget stagnant, as Representative Miroslavsky focuses on improving education and welfare in the new Five-Year Plan / Asteroid problem "not our concern", says Department of Public Safety / Underground colonies under construction, to be finished in 5 years / Scientists say native species exist on Mars, just what are they?

This nation certainly doesn't use NS stats and gravity but some policies are used. Duh, we are on Mars, comrades!

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