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The Great Congregation of Brethren | ABOUT TO HAVE TEA . . . how bout you lol Restoration of Eastern Kaiserreich, Sicilianzo, AuthRight Authoritarianism, and United commonwealth of american states | |
United commonwealth of american states | Peatiktist when can the Petty Kingdom launch their offensive Peatiktist and Sicilianzo | |
The Federation of Romanoddle Republic | Don’t worry, I’ll hide your government officials if you lose the war Peatiktist, Restoration of Eastern Kaiserreich, Sicilianzo, and United commonwealth of american states | |
The Constitutional Dictatorship of Peatiktist | Couldn't say yes to the original demand without entering a death spiral. Merlo and Shav knew what they were doing. Restoration of Eastern Kaiserreich, Kylondia, and United commonwealth of american states | |
The Nonite State of AuthRight Authoritarianism | I am pretty great! | |
United commonwealth of american states | Same. Won't do the same for Peat though | |
The Goin' Silent of Zukchiva | your anti-geese propaganda doesn't scar eme Pakitsk, Restoration of Eastern Kaiserreich, Brethren, and United commonwealth of american states | |
The Federation of Romanoddle Republic | I wonder why you wouldn’t take them in I see no reason Zukchiva, Restoration of Eastern Kaiserreich, and United commonwealth of american states | |
The Hiatus nationstate of Of Centralist Brexit | I see. Restoration of Eastern Kaiserreich, The death syndicate, and Kylondia | |
The Constitutional Dictatorship of Peatiktist | Oh yeah, we're peacing out because the war is unsustainable long term. I'll be the one hiding them. Romanoddle Republic and United commonwealth of american states | |
United commonwealth of american states | Peat started the invasion. Peat still hold a regime in UKS's claimed lands. Peat's government is still intact. | |
United commonwealth of american states | Top 10 Anime Betrayals | |
Sicilianzo | I’m getting blockaded unless I turn the tide The problem isn’t finding a country to evacuate them to, it’s getting them out of the country without turning them to Swiss cheese Peatiktist, Kylondia, AuthRight Authoritarianism, Romanoddle Republic, and 1 otherUnited commonwealth of american states | |
United commonwealth of american states | Get them to Izaba, and then hop a ship over to UKS | |
The Federation of Romanoddle Republic | ||
The Republic of Texaria | ||
The Federation of Romanoddle Republic | ||
The Constitutional Dictatorship of Peatiktist | Merlo and Shav are legally obligated to not attack Imperial vessels by the peace accords. I'm very sure Imperial Intelligence could get them out if need be. Not a betrayal when it's necessary for survival. Sicilianzo, Romanoddle Republic, and United commonwealth of american states | |
United commonwealth of american states | Depends. Plaz may be sleeping, or some other irl stuff | |
Osterreich und ungarn | Karl stomps over a corpse, then another, then another, his boots covered in guts. Burning buildings and screams surround him. They call out for safety, call for God. They wouldn’t find him here... In the light of the fire, bathing in destruction, Karl would grin. He stands amidst body after body, blood on the floor and on the walls and on him. He watches with giddy excitement as a body tries to move, supposedly still alive. He here’s them gasping for air, crying out for safety. Karl walks over, leans down and grabs the man’s head with his mechanical arm, taking joy in the screams and that follow, and the explosion of their head. He cackles. In his left arm, he swings around a baseball bat wrapped in barbed wire, taking sight of another man sitting up, trying to hold on to life. Karl yells out in a childlike excitement as he swings the bat into the man’s face, watching it slam through his skin and skull. He was host to a spectacle of death and destruction. And he loved it ... ... ... And then he awoke from his bed, panting, covered in sweat. He feels the covers of his bed and his eyes dart around the dark and empty bedroom to make sure... Karl sighs. Looking over to his nightstand, he curses at the clock. [2.26 AM] “Damn,” he mutters. Worse yet, the bottle of whiskey nearby was empty. Hoping to remedy the situation, he hops out of bed and refits his prosthetic leg, limping his way out of the room and to the stairwell. Hopping down, he walks over to a large glass cabinet and begins rummaging through, looking for his beverage of choice before he hears a lighter behind him. Startled, he throws a random bottle of something behind him, and as the glass shatters, he turns around to find a figure sitting in his own reclining chair, lighting a cigarette. With the help of the light, Karl can make out his perfectly clean shaven, smiling face, his eyes looking right at Karl, and his Green-Grey and yellow trimmed Marshal’s cap. “Guten tag, Herr Kaiser. Hope my entrance didn’t wake you,” Marshal von Rademacher beams with with whimsical joy. Karl though, limps around to face the man, with nothing but confusion in his face, traces of anger. “What...what the hell are you doing here in the middle of the night? There’s a lock.” “That you didn’t bother to actually use,” the Marshal chuckles. “Figured if you didn’t want me here you would have locked it.” “Well what do you want then,” Karl groans. Rademacher hops out of the chair and walks up to the Kaiser. “Need to pick your brain. Ask some questions.” “Well...what?” Rademacher walks up to a lamp and starts screwing and unscrewing the bulb over and over again, “You know I was a soldier in the army when you first ruled. A captain. And your conquests were glorious. To think, the sound of the bombs, the smell of the napalm. I can hardly contain myself,” he exclaims, bellowing out with a sense of happiness and splendor.” He turns around and faces Karl again. “I, of course understand we live in a much different time now, but it’s hard not to remember what we accomplished.” “But we try to forget anyway,” Karl retorts. Rademacher starts to pace around the Kaiser, who quickly gives up trying to limp around in circles. “All I’m saying, we have more than enough justification to wipe out this runt on the border that has invaded us. Please, where’s that old Karl I use to know, that rules the seas between here to Sminishia, that faced down Kampfia...” Karl grimaces. “I am not that kind of man anymore, Marshal. Now I suggest you get the hell out, and do not come to me with a suggestion like that again,” he says, a shaky anger filling his voice.” The Marshal nods. “I see, you need some time...to realize. I understand!” Rademacher trots towards the door with a smile on his face, whistling. “Sleep well, Herr Kaiser. Tood-a-loo!” And gone he was. Karl shakes his head. Grabbing a bottle of whiskey from the cabinet, he lumbers over to the thankfully vacant reclining chair, takes his seat, and drinks. Peatiktist, Shavara, Restoration of Eastern Kaiserreich, Kurikia, and 4 othersThe death syndicate, Royabad, Romanoddle Republic, and United commonwealth of american states | |
The Republic of Texaria | Ah, that's fine. Been a day since I sent it, but roman answered my question perfectly. Thank you both. Romanoddle Republic and United commonwealth of american states | |
United commonwealth of american states | What runt Osterreich und ungarn, Restoration of Eastern Kaiserreich, and Romanoddle Republic | |
Osterreich und ungarn | The Marshal is referencing Battania Restoration of Eastern Kaiserreich, Romanoddle Republic, and United commonwealth of american states | |
United commonwealth of american states | Ah... Osterreich und ungarn and Restoration of Eastern Kaiserreich | |
Osterreich und ungarn | UCAS really going back and liking every post in my past Peatiktist, Restoration of Eastern Kaiserreich, Kurikia, Romanoddle Republic, and 1 otherUnited commonwealth of american states |