Mathalamus
Emperor of Mathalia
what does that mean?
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what does that mean?
Bair_the_Normal
転輪聖王
And you call yourselves Romans.
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Woe to the conquered one.
Ailedhoo
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As Thor played with Illiam II in Mad World I sense to look forward to your interactions, RC!
Mathalamus
Emperor of Mathalia
China must learn that Latin is a dead language. even the first Roman Empire stopped using it after the 7th century. and this is a Greco-Turkish Roman Empire, based in turkey, not Italians in Italy.
Bair_the_Normal
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lol then why are you roman
Mathalamus
Emperor of Mathalia
Arrogant China. the Eastern Roman Empire existed, with the Capital at Constantinople.
or did you completely forget that? i suggest you focus on your front lines where you are losing quite badly, and quit insulting the Roman Empire. i'm serious.
Bair_the_Normal
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where is there arrogance
what does geography have to do with the current linguistic academic discussion
also i doubt losing=things going according to plan
and theres no insults
were just being honest
what does geography have to do with the current linguistic academic discussion
also i doubt losing=things going according to plan
and theres no insults
were just being honest
Mathalamus
Emperor of Mathalia
i know. I was there.
and i agreed with the decision not to add Rome to the Roman Empire. it is a city of the Western Empire, which fell to the Barbarian hordes due to its stupidity. we do not wish to be associated with such failures.
Ailedhoo
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I see your are not of Rome o Roman Empire.
...at least the 'Western Empire' did not fail in its invasions as happened with you and Taiwan...
Mathalamus
Emperor of Mathalia
I see your are not of Rome o Roman Empire.
...at least the 'Western Empire' did not fail in its invasions as happened with you and Taiwan...
there is a second, new, Rome. its name? Constantinople. capital since 330 AD.
i state, again, that the Eastern Empire didn't regard Rome with any importance. sure, they got it at one point, but did NOT immediately move the capital there. they kept it at Constantinople.
Emperor Theodoros would like people to stop questioning the legitimacy of the Roman Empire. there are two places where it can be. Italy or Turkey. i chose turkey to reflect the later period.
OOC: im serious. you guys are sucking ALL THE FUN out of it by being deliberately ignorant and stupid IC.
danjuno
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@Japan You haven't noticed that Gangnam pushed you out of Beijing?
@Texarkana Sharing goals (and enemies) is the exact definition of an ally. The stupidity of your statement has given dozens of our diplomatic and press workers fatal strokes.
@Texarkana Sharing goals (and enemies) is the exact definition of an ally. The stupidity of your statement has given dozens of our diplomatic and press workers fatal strokes.
Mosher
Mushroom dad
A mere five years ago, Mr. Oscar Thorne and his family lived in abject poverty. Housed in a tiny, leaky, and uninsulated hut on the edge of the ruins of the once great New York City, he and his two daughters – aged 16 and 14 respectively, along with a 10 year old son – did their best to scrape a meager living out, substenence farming and scavenging the ruins; even stealing from the nearby tribes when truly desperate. Oscar often went days without food, without clean water – he gave everything to his son and daughters, taught them everything he knew, and protected them with the fury of a feral wolf.
It was, then, therefore, a miracle when Oscar heard of the unification of the States once more. His father before him had told him that, once upon a time, the States, United underneath their Stripes and Stars, once ruled the planet underneath an iron grip; that the people lived in incredible splendor, eating freshly cooked meat off plates of silver and china every night; that they worked only a few hours a day and spent the rest singing, dancing, creating art, and celebrating. He knew that there would be no immediate change, but a hope had been kindled in his old and worn heart; a hope for a brighter future for his children, for a day when they, too, could eat off of plates of silver every night. That very night, further word reached his house; the new Federal Government needed workers to rebuild the shining jewel of Old America, New York, and they would pay in food and lodging. Looking over his children, he knew what the right choice was – his family had lived in the area for generations, but there were greener pastures to be found, now. And so the Thorne family left, once and for all, abandoning their past for a bright hope ahead.
Work was hard; but fair. Oscar worked his fingers to the bone to provide for the glorious new state he was building, that would ensure a bright future for his children; his children did as children tend to do, doing as little as possible while appearing to work hard. The government provided, just enough. Every day, Oscar woke up, knowing that he was personally molding a future for his family, and it was that indomnitable will that kept him moving forward and working, every day. In the entire construction period, he took off one sick day; when his entire family had been struck with illness, and he had to care for them until someone else could while he worked. And finally, his work was done; in just 3 years of near non stop construction, New York City – the city of ancient splendor – had been reconstructed, from the ground up. The construction, though, had taken a toll on old Oscar Thorne. He passed away just a few days after his eldest's 21st birthday; his last words would stay with Isabella for the rest of her life. “You're so beautiful... Just like your mother. Take care of them, please, like she never could.”
Life, in the next two years, had been a story of nothing but improvement for the Thorne family. Isabelle's sister left to marry the skipper of a freighter ship, leaving Isabelle and Oswald alone in the household. At first, it was hard; Isabelle, though an honest, hard worker, often found it hard to pull in enough money to support both her and Oswald, but he was soon old enough to work, too. And, then, something happened that would have made old Oscar grin like a hyena; the first weapons payments started coming in. Slowly, at first, a trickle; and then a wild torrent. It was as such that the impoverished and tribal masses of the eastern coast had never seen before, and it created great joy and festivity in the population. The money funded hydroelectric dams, research centers, and houses for the masses; Isabelle and Oswald were given an apartment, all expenses paid, for as long as they worked for one of the Big Three corporations that ran the country – Ford, Winchester, or Norfolk Industries. And thus they have, and it seems like every day, life gets better for the duo; the days of scraping a living off in the wilderness long behind them, the family will eat at least once a day. They do not walk, but bike to their place of work; and their clothes, rather than hand-sewn rags, are manufactured and comftorable. Their home is heated, with clean, running water; and they even get electricity and home entertainment. Though the Triumvirate still reigns supreme in the States, the future is bright for those who dedicate themselves to the States. Bright, indeed.
It was, then, therefore, a miracle when Oscar heard of the unification of the States once more. His father before him had told him that, once upon a time, the States, United underneath their Stripes and Stars, once ruled the planet underneath an iron grip; that the people lived in incredible splendor, eating freshly cooked meat off plates of silver and china every night; that they worked only a few hours a day and spent the rest singing, dancing, creating art, and celebrating. He knew that there would be no immediate change, but a hope had been kindled in his old and worn heart; a hope for a brighter future for his children, for a day when they, too, could eat off of plates of silver every night. That very night, further word reached his house; the new Federal Government needed workers to rebuild the shining jewel of Old America, New York, and they would pay in food and lodging. Looking over his children, he knew what the right choice was – his family had lived in the area for generations, but there were greener pastures to be found, now. And so the Thorne family left, once and for all, abandoning their past for a bright hope ahead.
Work was hard; but fair. Oscar worked his fingers to the bone to provide for the glorious new state he was building, that would ensure a bright future for his children; his children did as children tend to do, doing as little as possible while appearing to work hard. The government provided, just enough. Every day, Oscar woke up, knowing that he was personally molding a future for his family, and it was that indomnitable will that kept him moving forward and working, every day. In the entire construction period, he took off one sick day; when his entire family had been struck with illness, and he had to care for them until someone else could while he worked. And finally, his work was done; in just 3 years of near non stop construction, New York City – the city of ancient splendor – had been reconstructed, from the ground up. The construction, though, had taken a toll on old Oscar Thorne. He passed away just a few days after his eldest's 21st birthday; his last words would stay with Isabella for the rest of her life. “You're so beautiful... Just like your mother. Take care of them, please, like she never could.”
Life, in the next two years, had been a story of nothing but improvement for the Thorne family. Isabelle's sister left to marry the skipper of a freighter ship, leaving Isabelle and Oswald alone in the household. At first, it was hard; Isabelle, though an honest, hard worker, often found it hard to pull in enough money to support both her and Oswald, but he was soon old enough to work, too. And, then, something happened that would have made old Oscar grin like a hyena; the first weapons payments started coming in. Slowly, at first, a trickle; and then a wild torrent. It was as such that the impoverished and tribal masses of the eastern coast had never seen before, and it created great joy and festivity in the population. The money funded hydroelectric dams, research centers, and houses for the masses; Isabelle and Oswald were given an apartment, all expenses paid, for as long as they worked for one of the Big Three corporations that ran the country – Ford, Winchester, or Norfolk Industries. And thus they have, and it seems like every day, life gets better for the duo; the days of scraping a living off in the wilderness long behind them, the family will eat at least once a day. They do not walk, but bike to their place of work; and their clothes, rather than hand-sewn rags, are manufactured and comftorable. Their home is heated, with clean, running water; and they even get electricity and home entertainment. Though the Triumvirate still reigns supreme in the States, the future is bright for those who dedicate themselves to the States. Bright, indeed.
Ailedhoo
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The fact you said Turkey further limits your legitimacy in the face of the Turks, just as it did for the Greeks. It is still a imperialist regime set by a monarchy whom support the great oppressors that are the Platoncis. Still; how can we question your legitimacy when it does not exist? The Revolution is what has legitimacy and it has it alone. We do not support the dollies of arrogant fools who ally themselves with the arrogant oligarchy of the Platonci Republic. May socialism liberate your people from your rein, tyrant.
OOC: we are not being deliberately ignorant. Our fun is coming from making fun of your "empire."
GenMarshall
High Elven ISB Capt & Ghost Agent
First Flight of Solar Powered Constellation
Taking off from Oslo Airport. The refitted L1049 with solar cells mounted on it's wings made it's first attempt at flight, crusing for an hour in a demonstration of the use of solar power in flight. The team at Oslo University determaned that more is needed to be done for it to be a sustainable alternative to using aircraft fuel. Such as the use of batteries to store power during night flights.
HMS Ragnarok escorts important geothermal parts
With threats of Japanese aggression, the Admiralty has determined that the cargo ship carrying critical components for the geothermal plant in Iceland should be escorted by the Kalamir's flagship; the HMS Ragnarok. Along with a flotilla of Talos-Class destroyers. The Admiralty has determined that an increase in orders of cruisers and destroyers, along with two battleships, are needed to secure the Kingdom's trade routes in the North Atlantic.
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(OOC: Given that one pixel counts as .5 claims, I'd figure I'd count as 1 due to the colonization mechanics)
Taking off from Oslo Airport. The refitted L1049 with solar cells mounted on it's wings made it's first attempt at flight, crusing for an hour in a demonstration of the use of solar power in flight. The team at Oslo University determaned that more is needed to be done for it to be a sustainable alternative to using aircraft fuel. Such as the use of batteries to store power during night flights.
HMS Ragnarok escorts important geothermal parts
With threats of Japanese aggression, the Admiralty has determined that the cargo ship carrying critical components for the geothermal plant in Iceland should be escorted by the Kalamir's flagship; the HMS Ragnarok. Along with a flotilla of Talos-Class destroyers. The Admiralty has determined that an increase in orders of cruisers and destroyers, along with two battleships, are needed to secure the Kingdom's trade routes in the North Atlantic.
Claims:
(OOC: Given that one pixel counts as .5 claims, I'd figure I'd count as 1 due to the colonization mechanics)
Mathalamus
Emperor of Mathalia
OOC: well dont do it. i am clearly not playing along, i clearly dont like it, and i clearly asked you to stop, and yet you refuse to do so. so please... respect my wishes. i do not like to be teased at all. simple fact about myself.
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IMPORTANT NEWS
It comes to be that great nations and civilizations, no matter the trials and tribulations of the time, will rise to prominence. Today, I stand before the world to announce the creation of something new, something wonderful.
Texarkana and the United States, through our strong shared ties, announce the creation of something more than an alliance. We announce a Union.
A perpetual union of our two states, to be consecrated on the sacred ground of New Rome, to last forevermore in unity and friendship.
LONG LIVE THE HEGEMONY.
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OOC: Like the UAR, but USA and Texarkana forever and ever 100 time forever for all time dot com
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Stop provoking people Ailed, people are hacked off enough with you already. Now would not be a good time to exacerbate the situation with petty name calling.
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