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Hm.

The wires empire wrote:

Cuz i said so.

Hmmmm

no

East Cashinamasian wrote:

Hmmmm

no

WAR!!!

The wires empire wrote:

WAR!!!

Hmm Ok

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East Cashinamasian wrote:

Hmm Ok

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Yay

The wires empire wrote:

Yay

why do you want to be my enemies?

Haivon wrote:

A message is sent to the nations of Verwis and Boroii

Ooc: what is this about I barely ever check ata so i'm confused

Boroii wrote:

Ooc: what is this about I barely ever check ata so i'm confused

OOC: The ATA Terra Map, you are near to my nation.

The Republic of Western Sol wrote:

*the robot boots up, and a synthesised version of Seth’s voice can be heard*

“I-Ia? What happened? W-where’s our house?”

"You were killed and... well some questionable people now reign over Western Sol."

Harjanika wrote:

"You were killed and... well some questionable people now reign over Western Sol."

"Well, questionable robots. Do you remember your last memories?"

Haivon wrote:

A message is sent to the nations of Verwis and Boroii

A message? What might this be about?

The Galactic American Imperium wrote:

Night.

You saying "night" has been a useful bookmark.

Verwis wrote:

A message? What might this be about?

"A meeting."

John watched the garrison march past. As soon as they were gone, he rushed across the street to deliver the package of upmost importance to the organization. Enclosed in the package was a coded message that read- OPERATIONS TO BEGIN SOON. EXPECT CRACKDOWN, MAINTAIN LOW-KEY STATUS UNTIL HE SAYS TIME IS RIGHT. John hurried back to his apartment, but when he entered he was greeted by the sight of two agents, who quickly blindfolded him.

THIS IS ONLY THE BEGINNING

The Galactic RepubIlic wrote:

John watched the garrison march past. As soon as they were gone, he rushed across the street to deliver the package of upmost importance to the organization. Enclosed in the package was a coded message that read- OPERATIONS TO BEGIN SOON. EXPECT CRACKDOWN, MAINTAIN LOW-KEY STATUS UNTIL HE SAYS TIME IS RIGHT. John hurried back to his apartment, but when he entered he was greeted by the sight of two agents, who quickly blindfolded him.

THIS IS ONLY THE BEGINNING

gulp

Zaberaz hapang wrote:

gulp

Why are you worried? =)

The Galactic RepubIlic wrote:

John watched the garrison march past. As soon as they were gone, he rushed across the street to deliver the package of upmost importance to the organization. Enclosed in the package was a coded message that read- OPERATIONS TO BEGIN SOON. EXPECT CRACKDOWN, MAINTAIN LOW-KEY STATUS UNTIL HE SAYS TIME IS RIGHT. John hurried back to his apartment, but when he entered he was greeted by the sight of two agents, who quickly blindfolded him.

THIS IS ONLY THE BEGINNING

Liberty.

The absolute right of life, of love, of belief, of existance.

And the flame of the torch, now only a candle over the Terran dominions.

Haivon wrote:

Liberty.

The absolute right of life, of love, of belief, of existance.

And the flame of the torch, now only a candle over the Terran dominions.

And Haivon, the absolute right to “liberate” an “authoritarian” regime for the 600th time

The Galactic RepubIlic wrote:

And Haivon, the absolute right to “liberate” an “authoritarian” regime for the 600th time

I'm no longer a fighter, TGR. I'm an observer, the judge from heaven, attempting to delay my inevitable destiny as long as I can.

Haivon wrote:

I'm no longer a fighter, TGR. I'm an observer, the judge from heaven, attempting to delay my inevitable destiny as long as I can.

I see.

The Galactic RepubIlic wrote:

I see.

And I would recommend stop looking only for the present, but also think about the future.

If we have any of that, of course.

Haivon wrote:

And I would recommend stop looking only for the present, but also think about the future.

If we have any of that, of course.

Of course I am looking towards the future. I have big plans after all, “designs,” if you would. =)

Haivon wrote:

I'm no longer a fighter, TGR. I'm an observer, the judge from heaven, attempting to delay my inevitable destiny as long as I can.

A bit foolish to see yourself as a god, when many are likely above you.