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Unanda wrote:Is it true that trading cards with non-default flags are worth more?

OOC: I believe so since default flags are too common. Also who even wants them?

Stratocratic-Anarchy Oceanic Empire wrote:OOC: I believe so since default flags are too common. Also who even wants them?

OOC Good question

Hawkswind wrote:The regional name originally came from a story thread on the IGN Sci-Fi boards. We built the region when NationStates first started. Sadly, folks lives became complicated, and pretty much everyone else faded off, including the guy who founded the region. I'm the only one left.

OOC Jeezumz... I was but a toddler when this place was founded.

And to think. While many players were discussing how to shape this region, I was busy playing Minecraft in its early stages.

Unanda wrote:OOC Jeezumz... I was but a toddler when this place was founded.

And to think. While many players discussing how to shape this region, I was busy playing Minecraft in its early stages.

OOC: Yeah this region is even older than me. That's an interesting fact.

Stratocratic-Anarchy Oceanic Empire wrote:OOC: Yeah this region is even older than me. That's an interesting fact.

OOC So the region is 18 years old. Wow. Seeing how large of a population your nation is; I legit thought you were in your early to mid twenties.

But I did play this game in my teens as well. Which brings me to telling a story.

Okay, so here's how I found out about this game. During my high school years, I took a 3D printing class, and I happened to catch another student playing NationStates. I walked over to see what the game was about, and then I founded the Braggart Republic, my first nation.

But, I got bored of the game at some point and abandoned the nation. It is really horrible. Because that nation was old enough to have its own trading card.

Unanda wrote:OOC So the region is 18 years old. Wow. Seeing how large of a population your nation is; I legit thought you were in your early to mid twenties.

But I did play this game in my teens as well. Which brings me to telling a story.

Okay, so here's how I found out about this game. During my high school years, I took a 3D printing class, and I happened to catch another student playing NationStates. I walked over to see what the game was about, and then I founded the Braggart Republic, my first nation.

But, I got bored of the game at some point and abandoned the nation. It is really horrible. Because that nation was old enough to have its own trading card.

OOC: I found Nationstates when I looked up "Nation Simulator Games" then I found Nationstates. Then I joined St Abbaddon by accident, and here I've been since.

Greater kopmakia

Stratocratic-Anarchy Oceanic Empire wrote:OOC: I found Nationstates when I looked up "Nation Simulator Games" then I found Nationstates. Then I joined St Abbaddon by accident, and here I've been since.

bruh same except I joined St Abby 100% on purpose and I do NOT regret that decision.

Greater kopmakia wrote:bruh same except I joined St Abby 100% on purpose and I do NOT regret that decision.

A little while before I joined St Abby, I joined another region by accident. However, I didn't stay long, and quickly left. Now, I am here

Minnesotan minnesota

Minnesotan minnesota

We should try increasing our civil rights.

Caja de muertos

Minnesotan minnesota wrote:We should try increasing our civil rights.

debatable

Minnesotan minnesota wrote:We should try increasing our civil rights.

OOC: In what manners are you suggesting we expand our civil rights?

Post self-deleted by Draganisia.

Minnesotan minnesota wrote:We should try increasing our civil rights.

If you are talking about civil rights for citizens of the region than it's already as high as it can be without letting people be assholes and do other bad things like that.

If you are talking about Nation stats than you need to do the issue answers that let your citizens do whatever they want to.

OOC
Aside from branding nations depending on its actions, does the WA do anything in the sense of increasing stats when a new act is passed, or is it just a polling system for the sole purpose of starting discussions?

Unanda wrote:OOC
Aside from branding nations depending on its actions, does the WA do anything in the sense of increasing stats when a new act is passed, or is it just a polling system for the sole purpose of starting discussions?

OOC: Just a polling system really. But it does affect some NS stats by making your nation let's say more capitalist if you are very protectionist. Read this page for more info: page=faq#UN

Stratocratic-Anarchy Oceanic Empire wrote:OOC: Just a polling system really. But it does affect some NS stats by making your nation let's say more capitalist if you are very protectionist. Read this page for more info: page=faq#UN

Thank you.

RP:

Location Unknown

“If we don’t destroy them than they won’t stop until they destroy us. This is not about the Light or Darkness. This is simply about survival.” Makarov said to the large Purple Dragon Mara as other Dragons were gathering around them.

Mara however disagreed with him. “But it doesn’t have to be this way. Thousands of years have passed since Brian first put me in the Dreaming City. It was hard but I have had time to think about what he said and what we need to do in order to have peace.”

“You had it Hard?!” Now Makarov was angry. “At least Brian put you there because he thought it would actually help you. My Own Family Betrayed Me!!! My father left me for dead! And then he even sent forces to kill me in order to hide what I had found.”

Mara was curious. “And what did you find?”

Makarov answered. “The truth. There is no Light Dragons or Dark Dragons. It’s just a lie Brian and his father created in order to justify what they did during the Fall of the Dragon Empire. The “Heroes” and their fight against Abbaddon himself was only a part of a much larger conflict. Abbaddon found something that they considered a threat to their existence. However while most wanted to destroy it… He embraced the power he found. Something that maybe we should do as well.”

Makarov had a black aura around him now and it was terrifying Mara. “What have you done?!”

Makarov gave an evil smile. “You think there might finally be peace but the rest of us know the truth. I called out for help in order to survive and the Darkness answered. If we are going to survive than we need to do whatever is necessary. If we have to become the Dark Dragons they say we are in order to survive… Than So Be It !!!”

Promo:

The Battle of Draganisia is about to begin.

Brian. “The things that made Makarov what he is now are going to come at us hard.”

And chances of survival are low.

Brian. “If they are not stopped they will destroy everything.”

Mara. “It’s about hope and a second chance and we cannot let him take that away from us.”

Will this be the last battle?

Jake. “So what is the plan?”

Prince Jesse. “Let’s kick some ass.”

Or the start of something bigger?

Mara. “This isn’t the end. It’s just the beginning.”

The Battle of Draganisia is about to begin.

Brian. “The things that made Makarov what he is now are going to come at us hard.”

And chances of survival are low.

Brian. “If they are not stopped they will destroy everything.”

Mara. “It’s about hope and a second chance and we cannot let him take that away from us.”

Will this be the last battle?

Jake. “So what is the plan?”

Prince Jesse. “Let’s kick some ass.”

Or the start of something bigger?

Mara. “This isn’t the end. It’s just the beginning.”

Helena wasn't too fond of whatever trip they were taking. However, she had no choice but to continue moving forward with the group. Upon having found the pile of burning coals in those hills, Eliezer had been determined to be able to find nearby civilization. Gretel wasn't too sure about finding civilization in some empty hills, but Eliezer persisted that there was.

"This heather being some of the only vegetation we have is making this trip a bit boring," Simmons was hoping to get out of the moorland as soon as possible as the others, "Can't we rest for a while, drink some water before traveling some more?"

The sun was making it a hard journey for the group, with the limited supplies they still had in their knapsack, they were a heavy load to carry in the swathes of the landscape they had traveled on. Helena brushed a drop of sweat from her forehead with her arm, and sat down on a small flat boulder, and began gulping down the metal canister of water in her hand. After drinking her fill, she sat down a bit and took out a granola bar from her knapsack, and began crunching. Abby eventually popped out, eyes blinking, and yawned obnoxiously.

"Feed. Now." Abby was hungry. Well she was always hungry, wasn't she? The little shroom opened her mouth open wide, revealing a small pink tongue and some small unnoticeable retractable teeth. Helena took a chunk of the granola bar and placed it carefully onto Abby's tongue. The little shroom immediately crunched and ate the chunk, then she placed herself neatly on the boulder, and began giving puppy eyes that she wanted more.

Gretel was quite amused at Abby's behavior. "If you keep feeding that shroom our entire food supply. We're gonna have to divide her in five—I mean four." Gretel looked at the shroom. Abby gave a loud grunted expression as she heard what Gretel said, so she snapped back.

"YOU TRY TO EAT ME! I'LL MAKE SURE I SNAP YOUR NECK ONCE YOU GO TO SLEEP—GET OFF ME!" Helena began grabbing a reluctant and angry Abby as she gave Helena a bite on the arm. Helena forcefully placed her once again in her pant's side pocket. The shroom gave some angry moves, but eventually stood still.

"Sorry," Helena responded. "she usually isn't like this. The trip shook her up that's all."

"To be honest," Eliezer chipped in the conversation between the two. "how did you meet her? After all, you two seem close and seem to have known each other for a long while now." Eliezer was intrigued in knowing the origins of the shroom who was making this trip difficult, of course, he would want to know the origins of this shroom.

"It's a long story, to be honest." Helena quickly began looking in her knapsack, and she pulled out a photo of a smaller Abby sitting on the shoulder of a younger Helena, with her parents side-by-side; the Queen and King. She hands the image over to Eliezer so he may look at it. "I found her when I was sixteen, she was a small little creature. Father had taken us on some kind of political trip to the Hard Coast mountains. I don't know if it was luck or fate that made me find her, but I found her. While one of the corporate heads of one of the mining companies was touring my family around. I started looking through a patch of yellow with white-spotted shrooms, the same pattern that Abby has. I must've somehow gotten hold of Abby because the next thing I saw was a tiny yellow creature get yanked out of the stone-covered flooring. One of the miners noted that they had heard stories about those little creatures, they were extremely rare in the caverns and inhabited mushroom-filled caves like the ones I saw. My father wanted to send Abby away for a laboratory when I took her back to the palace. My mother managed to persuade him though for me to keep Abby. I gave her the name 'Abby' after St Abbaddon's nickname 'St Abby'. I eventually learned that Abby's kind is called the 'Guardians' and are hibernating organisms as well, they can bury themselves within layers of stone to preserve their age, life, and body. However, this comes at a cost of their maturity as well. This is what Abby is dealing with currently." She pats the sleeping creature within her pocket, "Legend says that Bahamut created the Guardians as a method of dealing with the evil of the world. Eventually, their purpose was fulfilled as the Guardians successfully defeated the Darkness that purged the world. So many of them hibernated once their purpose was fulfilled. They had a variety of abilities and powers that they could use, based on nature, and utilized in mass during the war with the Darkness. The Guardian's that exist today don't use their ability much, they just live as normal organisms. Of course, there are groups of people that attempt to extort them for their powers. Some more than others."

This of course was related to some incidents where some of the small number of Guardians in captivity in labs or facilities were stolen by groups of criminals hoping to utilize them for selling on the black market or using them for research. There were less than fifteen Guardians that existed in captivity by scientists or domesticated (like Abby), but there were groups of people who sought after the small creatures for their abilities. Some of these groups hoped to utilize them as military weapons, but none had been able to accomplish this. Draganisia had led an effort to rescue the captured creatures. Which succeeded. The Guardians were returned to their original laboratories, all owned in Oceania and Draganisia. However, its believed that there could be more than tens of thousands of Guardians secretly living, hibernating, and hiding throughout the world. The creatures were declared a 'Special Preservation Organism' by the League of St Abbaddon which was the international organization that had attempted to bring international peace to St Abbaddon. Of course, this failed since nationalism was stronger than ever throughout the land of St Abbaddon.

After resting for a bit, the group continued on. The moorland continued to stretch farther. The sun was now setting in front of their eyes, as the sky began to turn orange. Upon getting on top of a large hill so they can camp for the night, they notice in the distance what seemed to be...buildings...wooden towers...people...

"We finally did it! We found civilization!" Eliezer cheerfully gathered the group together to look at the small town in the distance. They saw groups of people walking in the distance, but it was too far to get a good description of the town. They would camp on the hill for the night, then they would travel over to the town to meet with the populace.

...

It was dark, and Helena was unable to sleep. She continued to toss-and-turn around in her sleeping bag. Helena got up and started to look around. She noticed Gretel sleeping in her sleeping bag instead of standing guard, which she had agreed with. As Helena looked up, she noticed a large dark figure looming over the camp, the moonlight glinted off a bright piece of metal that the figure was holding. Helena quickly headed back into her sleeping bag and tucked herself in tightly as she began shaking.

...

Eliezer and the others woke up smoothly. However, Helena was more of a pain to wake up, as she was still afraid after last night's encounter. After she finally got out of the sleeping bag, she told the group she had seen a "large figure" during last night. She didn't tell them about seeing Gretel sleeping instead of standing guard, but she regretted not telling them. Upon telling them about the figure, Gretel and Simmons exchanged a look which Helena couldn't understand the meaning of.

The group continued to pack together with their items so they could head into the town, but as Helena was stuffing her sleeping bag back into her knapsack. She heard the sound of gunfire, as she turned around, she saw the same figure from last night having fired at two men armed with katanas.

Eliezer, "What the hell! Who are you!?"

The figure spoke back in a dark and gloomy tone, "You might as well appreciate me saving your life, these two nearly would have killed you all. Just remember that I'm here to make sure that the girl remains safe." The figure takes off his helmet with his human hands, revealing the figure of a human body. "It's not the first time we have met Mr. Alexander."

The shadowy figure walks off as he puts his helmet back on, he heads towards the town as he carries his rifle with him to the side.

Eliezer remains confused, "Who is he? I have seen him multiple times in Draganisia but he was always in his Dragon form and would avoid me whenever I tried to get close to talk to him. Why now?"

Gretel and Simmons exchange a look at each other. Gretel then responds: "If the Emperor didn't tell you who he is then it's probably best I don't either. All you need to know is that he is on our side and is the most badass Dragon I have ever seen. What I can say is that he was the one who trained Prince Jesse in the first place and that he has been scouting for us this whole time by taking out threats before they get to us. The Emperor is serious about keeping you and Helena safe so don't be surprised if he is really here to kill Leuthen after we find him, or kills any of his officials. Either way, he will reveal his identity to you when he is ready but until then don't worry about it. He's a slippery snake, hard to capture, and hard to kill."

Eliezer nods in agreement as he turns around to finish packing. But the gunfire keeps Helena shook for the rest of the day.

Troubles of the East

The townspeople had been kind enough. Eliezer, Gretel, Helena, and Simmons had managed to camp out in the hills outside of the village. When they had entered, the townspeople had gotten suspicious of them, though they welcomed them once they saw that they weren't enemies or members of the "Anarchists".

"This is a wild bunch." Gretel had said as they had first entered the village. It had been around four days since they first entered, and everything was fine currently. The weather had been bad though. Rain had been pouring for three days consecutively without end, this was angering Simmons whom wanted to leave as soon as possible.

Eliezer shook his head. "They may seem like a 'wild bunch' but they don't seem aggressive. Which is what we need right now. The less enemies the better." Brian had given Eliezer and the others the task of protecting Helena, which meant having the last amount of enemies as possible.

Though it was around dawn, it continued to rain heavily. Eliezer was reading a book while sitting inside one of the tents. Eliezer was sitting on a wool-blanket that he had traded for at one of the market stands in the village, an old woman had crafted them. Eliezer had traded the mat for several cans of food which he possessed in his knapsack. Gretel and Simmons had gone hunting for rabbits in the moorland the other day, but since the weather has been bad, they only managed to capture around four rabbits these past couple days.

"Bad luck," Gretel had said after one of her hunts. "might as well call quits on hunting rabbits." She lifted one of the rabbits to show Helena and Abby. "This smack ball of fur probably wouldn't even be good to trade for with the villagers."

Gretel had managed to get some good trades though with the rabbits; a bottle of whiskey. She was pretty drunk two days ago, and had scared the living daylight out of Helena. Abby bit Gretel in the leg once Gretel attempted to share the whiskey with Helena. However, Gretel didn't even make a sign that she had been bit, ignoring it by falling down onto her sleeping bag and snoring.

While reading, he ate a bite of a piece of stale bread, some crackers, and salt-pork. The hardtack crackers sucked, they tasted horrible, but he ate them anyway.

. . .

Minnesotan minnesota

Does it matter if people are idiots? Civil rights are everything.

Minnesotan minnesota

Stratocratic-Anarchy Oceanic Empire wrote:OOC: In what manners are you suggesting we expand our civil rights?

Stratocratic-Anarchy Oceanic Empire wrote:OOC: In what manners are you suggesting we expand our civil rights?

Indeed I am.

Minnesotan minnesota wrote:Indeed I am.

OOC: That doesn't answer my question at all. If your considering somehow expanding your civil rights, you gotta explain in what aspects.

Hello

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