The South PacificBoard

"The Llamas, along with the eldritch screechings of Petea wake up TSP, a tropical island town in the deep ocean. In the morning, a vampire wakes up in his house. He goes and sits outside on his porch. This is Ammmericaaaa. His special veil protects him from disintegrating when the sun shines on him.

Virifortis launches cannons into houses telling people to vote in the culinary contest. Sarkovitz opens his quote training center where people can learn to be as badass a quote poster as he is.

Paganan is meanwhile piloting the death star over the island shooting sharks while giving advice like an old mentor.

"Aaah..a beautiful day." The vampire thinks as he drinks SPIT and some blood from a blood vessel from a cow his pet, Swedish URBAN Dog got him.

He looks in front of him as he drinks the blood and alcohol. In front is a beautiful street, and a gorgeous beach. But something catches his eyes. Screams and blood.

On the beach, 18 people are in line. 9 of them have a white shirt that says "Triple Poster." and the other 9 have a ankle and a heart on their shirts. They are all being brutally flogged."

"Oh sh*t." Ammmericaaaa thinks as the one behind this all, the menacing New American Dictatorship walks. In his blue shirt which features ankles and triple posters being burnt at the stake he brutally whips everyone
"MAKE THEM SUFFER! I NEED BLOOD FOR LUNCH!!" The vampire screeches. He then decides to turn around and look at the street as he sips his SPIT. By a cart on the street, its Volaworand and the Republic of Konsa!

"This here is a key lime pie." Volaworand says as he lifts the crime against humanity. Konsas eyes glitter with malice as he says "Pie shall reign supreme, we shall force feed the delegate muahaaa!"

Suddenly. Ammmericaaaa's speakers explode as the national TSP anthem plays. Marching down the street, trampling over trolls is Ebonhand and the cake authority. Volaworand and Konsa drop the key lime pie.

"RUN!" Konsa screams, but Volaworand stuffs the pie into his mouth and what's left of it into a bag and they run into a house. Ebonhand walks by, noticing one milligram of pie on the ground. He launches a machine gun that obliterates the street.

"Well, I got to get to work." Ammmericaaaa the vampire says as Petea begins to screech even louder. "Beautiful." The vampire says as tears of blood well up in his crusty eyes.

He jumps onto the roof with a huge umbrella. Coming at fast speed is 7 tree's maglev trains. He jumps onto the train which shatters his house, however, the toilet smacks him off the train into the beach in the center of a fire. As he flies, he passes a stadium where Kami0 and Albend are playing football and the commentator yells "RIP HIS HEAD OFF!"

Once he douses himself he hears yelling and looks up. He sees Federal Eagle Colony, both eyes twitching as his eyebrows and thick mustache curl into a snarl as he yells "THEY HAVE EARNED THEIR RIGHT TO LIVE THERE!" He would say what Aina Kuokoa and the Republic of Rhode Island were saying in this respectful debate. but his ears have popped. He then notices a pirate ship. Drystar the pirate has 2 cannons on the boat, the banject and the impression cannon, ready to stop the argument immediately.

Once Ammmericaaaa gets up and retreats into the bustling streets of TSP. He makes his way towards the entrance, where new people from different regions comes. In the docks is a massive statue of Aupheila.

He makes his way to the center of the island, where Swedish Urban Dog is tossing the cte'd into the water. The corpse of driyc shium falls into the ocean and is carried away by the ducks as they go under the bridge leading to TNP and TWP.

The 2nd act:

A couple streets west of the main government building is a street. New Xartoia or as he is known now, Hart H laughs as he looks at his loot. It's wonderful. Scamming new people entering TSP is the best. He hides the loot inside his muffin house and sees a brutally beaten up person inside. Inside are 2 henchmen who look like they haven't worked out since the TSP island came into existence.

"SIR!" One of them yells, his bad breath making the walls crack. "He was interrupting the muffin trade by trying to report us to the cake authority!"

Hart H scoffs and sits. "really?" The prisoner says..."Cake is supreme!" Hart H smiles "You believe that huh?" He pulls out a muffin and force-feeds the prisoner who drops dead. "Now get your asses into the shower." He says.

In a nicer part of the town. Reantreet sits. His gold plated m911 at his side and a bowl of oranges and a cup of reantreet tea at his desk He smiles. "You work for Hart H?" He says.

In front of him tied in a golden rope are 13 people. "Yea, why?" The stupid one asks. "So you tried to stop my trading of oranges with the TSP people?!" He yells kindly.

"The punishment for that is death, how do you wish to die?" Reantreet asks kindly. "Uh....can we be boiled in oil."

Reantreet claps his hands. "Of course! Now, here is 12180928201821098209218 TSP coins for each person in your family, now let the boiling commence." So they all scream and die.

As the corpses are removed. He looks at a photo of his kid Tyrigan and smiles. Tyrigan is now a part of the SPSF.