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The Empire of Ebbot of The Real Underground

Untecna wrote:He throws a stone near her.

She doesn't even Flinch but she does open her eyes after 2 minutes

Alisha: ...Great it's even worse than I thought.
They are a Galactic spanning Empire...

The Fragments of Untecna

The Real Underground wrote:She doesn't even Flinch but she does open her eyes after 2 minutes

Alisha: ...Great it's even worse than I thought.
They are a Galactic spanning Empire...

Calstor: "<...I'm Calstor.>"



The Empire of Ebbot of The Real Underground

Untecna wrote:Calstor: "<...I'm Calstor.>"

Alisha: *sigh*
...>mine is Alisha<

The Versian Empire of Middle Vers

Me: executes civilians for standing around
Every foreign power that saw my post: doesn't give a sh*t

The Fragments of Untecna

The Real Underground wrote:Alisha: *sigh*
...>mine is Alisha<

Calstor: "<You're an adult, so you're probably wondering why I'm here alone... I want to get away from all of these people. I don't feel right around them. I feel... like an outcast, but I don't know why. Some sort of... terrible... something, thats what my mind wanders toward...>"

The Empire of Ebbot of The Real Underground

Untecna wrote:Calstor: "<You're an adult, so you're probably wondering why I'm here alone... I want to get away from all of these people. I don't feel right around them. I feel... like an outcast, but I don't know why. Some sort of... terrible... something, thats what my mind wanders toward...>"

Alisha: >Why are you even bothering to tell me all this...<

The Fragments of Untecna

The Real Underground wrote:Alisha: >Why are you even bothering to tell me all this...<

Calstor: "<You're the only other person here, you're an adult, and all adults do is worry.>"

The Versian Empire of Middle Vers

The Real Underground wrote:Alisha: >Why are you even bothering to tell me all this...<

Based xenophobe

Orden von luxemburg

Frost RP: The Second German Confederation - Stille Nacht

Hans dipped his hands in the water. Near him on the port of Konigsberg, a few of the older men were fishing for anything left in the sea. He wiped his hands off on his thick coat, before placing his gloves back on and stepping to the men. "Do you remember what it was like before the Judgement?" He asked, genuine curiosity in his voice. He was what was referred to as a Verschont, because he was born after the Judgement Day. One of the oldest men replied in his deep voice "Better." Hans was disappointed, but he wasn't surprised. The older folk didn't like to talk about the olden days. From the books he had read, it was an amazing time to be alive. What a dire change, he thought. Hans considered scolding the men for refusing to cooperate with a soldier, but decided against it. In the distance, he looked at the Eternal Flames, burning away at the ice slowly but surely. It was the only way the Kaiser thought of retaking Germany. To the shore he looked once more, to the bustling city of Konigsberg and the SMS Hindenberg docked just Infront. The flags of Prussia and Germany flying proudly. For a moment, Hans felt proud. That his nation had been so powerful as to persevere through apocalypse. Hans quickly remembered. He was needed on the Kurfürst in Danzig. He quickly sprinted to his horse, and begun his trip.

In Hamburg, the Chief Admiral Donitz and Chairman Dahrendorf were discussing over tea on the SMS Bayern. Along with them are two men. One of them is Lester Mosley, a British fisherman saved off the coast of France in 1911. The other is Walther Ackermann, a navigationist from before the Judgement Day. The four of them were examining a map of the world. A bunch of strategic points had been placed, where as many people as possible could be picked up, and where the three planned ships could resupply on the go. First stop was Copenhagen, then Bremen, then Amsterdam, then Calais, than London. That would be accomplished in the first week. SMS Hindenburg would lead the way, being the most capable icebreaker out of the three. SMS Bayern would have its weapons removed and replaced with small hospitals and homes for people that are found, as well as extra storage for supplies. HMS Kurfürst would have some homes built onto it, but would keep its guns operational just in case, and would be at the rear to protect the two. June 2nd, 1950, is when the water is warmest, and when they will set sail.

North American Imperial State, Untecna, Ethics committee of the scpf, and Northern frontier

The Empire of Ebbot of The Real Underground

Untecna wrote:Calstor: "<You're the only other person here, you're an adult, and all adults do is worry.>"

Alisha: ...>Well not me.
I stopped worrying quite a long time ago<

Untecna and Orden von luxemburg

The Fragments of Untecna

The Real Underground wrote:Alisha: ...>Well not me.
I stopped worrying quite a long time ago<

Calstor: "<Well, whatever.>"

The Real Underground and Orden von luxemburg

The Empire of Ebbot of The Real Underground

Untecna wrote:Calstor: "<Well, whatever.>"

She appears to have anger disappear from her eyes and seems to just have regret

Untecna and Orden von luxemburg

The Fragments of Untecna

The Real Underground wrote:She appears to have anger disappear from her eyes and seems to just have regret

Calstor: "<Point is, I hate being around them. My sisters are kind of annoying too... Miale is just crazy in love with some monster prince, and Jyan couldn't tell you a good person from a bad one. My father is overprotective and spoiling, my stepfather... I don't really know him, and I hate my adopted brother... as for my adopted sisters, they're fine, though one is scared of me. Then there's the baby, and she's cute, I guess.>"

The Columbian Empire of North American Imperial State

Orden von luxemburg wrote:Frost RP: The Second German Confederation - Stille Nacht

Hans dipped his hands in the water. Near him on the port of Konigsberg, a few of the older men were fishing for anything left in the sea. He wiped his hands off on his thick coat, before placing his gloves back on and stepping to the men. "Do you remember what it was like before the Judgement?" He asked, genuine curiosity in his voice. He was what was referred to as a Verschont, because he was born after the Judgement Day. One of the oldest men replied in his deep voice "Better." Hans was disappointed, but he wasn't surprised. The older folk didn't like to talk about the olden days. From the books he had read, it was an amazing time to be alive. What a dire change, he thought. Hans considered scolding the men for refusing to cooperate with a soldier, but decided against it. In the distance, he looked at the Eternal Flames, burning away at the ice slowly but surely. It was the only way the Kaiser thought of retaking Germany. To the shore he looked once more, to the bustling city of Konigsberg and the SMS Hindenberg docked just Infront. The flags of Prussia and Germany flying proudly. For a moment, Hans felt proud. That his nation had been so powerful as to persevere through apocalypse. Hans quickly remembered. He was needed on the Kurfürst in Danzig. He quickly sprinted to his horse, and begun his trip.

In Hamburg, the Chief Admiral Donitz and Chairman Dahrendorf were discussing over tea on the SMS Bayern. Along with them are two men. One of them is Lester Mosley, a British fisherman saved off the coast of France in 1911. The other is Walther Ackermann, a navigationist from before the Judgement Day. The four of them were examining a map of the world. A bunch of strategic points had been placed, where as many people as possible could be picked up, and where the three planned ships could resupply on the go. First stop was Copenhagen, then Bremen, then Amsterdam, then Calais, than London. That would be accomplished in the first week. SMS Hindenburg would lead the way, being the most capable icebreaker out of the three. SMS Bayern would have its weapons removed and replaced with small hospitals and homes for people that are found, as well as extra storage for supplies. HMS Kurfürst would have some homes built onto it, but would keep its guns operational just in case, and would be at the rear to protect the two. June 2nd, 1950, is when the water is warmest, and when they will set sail.

The Lusistania leaves its drydock at dove at about 12:30am, June 2nd, in the midde of the night, it will steam at exatly, 12 Knots, and will have mutiple look outs, it has been fited temporarily with large lights to make it more visible when icebergs appear, if a iceburg does, then the ship will tempoarily speed up to its maxium knot speed of 25 Knots in an attempt to dodge it, it will tempoarily screended by two destroyers until it aproaches its first stop at Calais, and then it will leave the channel entirly.

Untecna, Ethics committee of the scpf, and Orden von luxemburg

The Empire of Ebbot of The Real Underground

Untecna wrote:Calstor: "<Point is, I hate being around them. My sisters are kind of annoying too... Miale is just crazy in love with some monster prince, and Jyan couldn't tell you a good person from a bad one. My father is overprotective and spoiling, my stepfather... I don't really know him, and I hate my adopted brother... as for my adopted sisters, they're fine, though one is scared of me. Then there's the baby, and she's cute, I guess.>"

Alisha: ...
She appears to be listening.

Untecna and Orden von luxemburg

The Fragments of Untecna

The Real Underground wrote:Alisha: ...
She appears to be listening.

Calstor: "<Jyan had this abusive girlfriend, and she's still in love with her, weirdly... and Miale has such a big crush she can't function when I say his name or whatever... I didn't even know my other father, he died when I was a baby...>"

The Real Underground and Orden von luxemburg

The Empire of Ebbot of The Real Underground

Untecna wrote:Calstor: "<Jyan had this abusive girlfriend, and she's still in love with her, weirdly... and Miale has such a big crush she can't function when I say his name or whatever... I didn't even know my other father, he died when I was a baby...>"

Alisha: >So your just overwhelmed?<

The Fragments of Untecna

The Real Underground wrote:Alisha: >So your just overwhelmed?<

Calstor: "<...you actually listened?>"

The Empire of Ebbot of The Real Underground

Untecna wrote:Calstor: "<...you actually listened?>"

Alisha: >Not like I could listen to anything else...<

The Nigerian Empire of New Ryansville

Hmmm

The Fragments of Untecna

The Real Underground wrote:Alisha: >Not like I could listen to anything else...<

Calstor: "<...so yeah, I'm overwhelmed. I have no one to talk to... so I just come here and think.>"

The Columbian Empire of North American Imperial State

The Real Underground wrote:She walks around the city

The City would be quite modern, alot of shoping districts however.

The Nigerian Empire of New Ryansville

New Ryansville wrote:Hmmm

I wonder who is it
Who is Cerata going to kill

The Empire of Ebbot of The Real Underground

Untecna wrote:Calstor: "<...so yeah, I'm overwhelmed. I have no one to talk to... so I just come here and think.>"

Alisha: >Me too I suppose.
Although I'm not overwhelmed...<

North American Imperial State wrote:The City would be quite modern, alot of shoping districts however.

Alisha has no interest in materials.
So she mostly ignores the shops and pays attention to the people specifically.

Wooloosians would also be able to notice the Kitsune as she's likely one of the only ones in town right now looking at the fact that there's barely any in the entire country



via Callista

Ethics committee of the scpf

The Map || Frost RP

Metal scraped across the thick ice leaving dragging streaks on the blue lake.

“I was on this when the asteroid hit, the ship that is, I wasn’t floating around in this lake. I was in the boat, minding my own damn self with my old friend. It was nice, till it wasn’t.”

The other man who until now was only listening, now moved onto another task, that being the one of breaking down a door entombed in the cold with a ice pick, hacking away at it every second, taking a chunk off one by one.

“Hey over here, hey! Stop smashing that already.”

The man stopped to walk over where the voice of the other man was and found an open square.

“Frank? You here?”

“Yep, over here.”

He was passing over a cabinet of frozen wines and other types of alcohol.

“Hey, how much you bet that we can drink this?” Id out down about 20, maybe even 30.”

“Hey cut it out.” The other main said, snapping his fingers, we are here for that map and that map we will get. Unless you want him to put a bullet in our brains.”

“No that wouldn’t happen, a bullet is too expensive. He’d just stab us with a stick.”

“Whatever man, just get the map and we can get back to Gibraltar.”

They strolled along the ship, searching for their so desired map. Then about 20 minutes later when they were scourging around the captain’s residence, they found it all tattered and cold, all in a Drawer that barely stood.

“So, how’d it even end up like this?” Said the other man, the one holding a map.

“Like what?”

“From all these to uhh, you know, to this, all this cold.”

“Well I don’t know about everything but I did learn a little bit while in Gibaltar, and if I remember correctly it starts with something on a island...”

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