LizNES5: Or How I Learned To Stop Worrying, And Love The Bomb

Once again, a map of the Chinese peace treaty would be much appreciated. I need to see it before I finalize my orders.

Look at the last update.

What?
 
I'm sorry, But I'm going to drop this NES. I'm not interested enough, and that isn't fair to the rest of you.
 
Once again, a map of the Chinese peace treaty would be much appreciated. I need to see it before I finalize my orders.



What?

Oh, my apologies. I didnt realize you were asking for a map of the treaty in china, but rather thought you were looking for a world map overall.

The stress relief is just fantastic.

I really dont care how much stress relief it gives you. Being a dick makes the game unfun for other players, specifically me and BSmith in this game. Plus, calling me a noob when i openly admit that this is one of the first three NESes I have recently joined along with the fact that you are the one that is randomly attacking people and making stuff up, is just plain immature. I dont pretend to be perfect, and certainly not better than experienced NESers, or to be mature all the time, but I have to say: Just grow up already. If you have to be such a nuisance to people online because RL sucks for you, do it somewhere else, as I am sure nobody wants it to happen here.
 
Guys, let's tone it down.


In regards to the update, I've been busy with various finals, and end of the year projects, topped off with work. The update is being worked on, albeit at a much slower pace then I generally would hope for. That being said, I don't think the update will be out for a few days, rather then two days after. We may be looking at a Monday or Tuesday update. At which point, I'd probably make orders due Saturday.

By no means is this NES going on a 'break' or anything, I just need some time to update.

EDIT: Also, some of you guys are still arguing about certain order aspects, the actual date for the orders, among a slew of other things. In all honesty, aside from a few domestic things (which, generally, your orders in that regard don't effect one another) I haven't delved too deep in your orders. If you need an extra day to get things evened out, and clarify anything, this is your time to do it. I'm going to bed (soon), followed by school at work. I won't be able to really get to do much with your orders until tomorrow evening. So if, for some reason you really need to change something, or getting some last minute things in, please do so.

If you are doing this, please resend your orders as a whole with the changes added. It makes it easier on me, so I don't have to go through 2-3 versions of orders (as I have) to get all of your information. I copy and save your orders into various folders so I can edit on the go if I need to, and you can imagine how various amendments and the like can get a bit annoying. Just resend everything with the changes. Again, resend everything with the changes.

I appreciate it guys.
 
Excllent, Ill send orders saturday.

Naturally you would automatically say you would send them in the day they are due, even though they were supposed to be due wednesday. :scan:
 
Naturally you would automatically say you would send them in the day they are due, even though they were supposed to be due wednesday. :scan:

Its called Hell Week. If I were still in the denial stage I would be able to send orders as part of my procrastubation.

Spoiler :
Hell Week

Usually found around midterms & finals. It’s a widely understood fact that prior to Hell Week, professors meet & discuss ways to purposefully create schedules with 3 midterms on the same day you’ve 2 papers & a group project due, all in addition to your normal homework load & extra-curricular activities.

In Hell Week, many students' imaginations run wild in an attempt to rationalize 'why this is happening to them.' Some will consider dropping out & going to work 'full-time' at the Subway they currently work at. Others (most, in fact) will go through 4 stages during hell week:

Denial: You party the weekend before, procrasturbate instead of writing your paper & spend time pointlessly stalking everyone you never knew on facebook; you can always cram, right?

Anger: You begin to look at what you need to study or write. How could they assign this much material? Are they insane? This is inhumane-you should contact the ACLU!

Fear: It's the night before your first tests, & you're freaking out. You've no idea why there’re 1,052 ways to conjugate this word in that stupid-ass-language & you really don't care what the hell a derivative is. What're your parents going to say when you tank these tests? @**^ it's 11:30pm & the &**&4 unstarted paper is due after those exams!

Acceptance: In the final minutes leading up to the tests you finally realize all you can do is bend over your ...


I've moved past that stage to the anger stage, and I've reached the beginning of the fear stage, by tomorrow I'll be at acceptance.
 
Hell Week

Usually found around midterms & finals. It’s a widely understood fact that prior to Hell Week, professors meet & discuss ways to purposefully create schedules with 3 midterms on the same day you’ve 2 papers & a group project due, all in addition to your normal homework load & extra-curricular activities.

In Hell Week, many students' imaginations run wild in an attempt to rationalize 'why this is happening to them.' Some will consider dropping out & going to work 'full-time' at the Subway they currently work at. Others (most, in fact) will go through 4 stages during hell week:

Denial: You party the weekend before, procrasturbate instead of writing your paper & spend time pointlessly stalking everyone you never knew on facebook; you can always cram, right?

Anger: You begin to look at what you need to study or write. How could they assign this much material? Are they insane? This is inhumane-you should contact the ACLU!

Fear: It's the night before your first tests, & you're freaking out. You've no idea why there’re 1,052 ways to conjugate this word in that stupid-ass-language & you really don't care what the hell a derivative is. What're your parents going to say when you tank these tests? @**^ it's 11:30pm & the &**&4 unstarted paper is due after those exams!

Acceptance: In the final minutes leading up to the tests you finally realize all you can do is bend over your ...

This.

This is what is happening, and essentially will be happening for the next two weeks. Past that, summer vacation will allow me to update freely. But these next few days will be bumpy.

Kara, get your orders in when you can. I apologize to anyone who really stressed over the Wednesday order thing, mind you though, I appreciate it.

And again, let's calm things down a bit guys.

And stories do effect the update quite a bit. If you are bored/bummed out by the later update, write some stories. They end up helping you out, more then hurting you, and make the NES a bit deeper.
 
This is good, it will give me extra time to get my backstory completed and the prelude to my little planned event.
 
Its called Hell Week. If I were still in the denial stage I would be able to send orders as part of my procrastubation.

Spoiler :
Hell Week

Usually found around midterms & finals. It’s a widely understood fact that prior to Hell Week, professors meet & discuss ways to purposefully create schedules with 3 midterms on the same day you’ve 2 papers & a group project due, all in addition to your normal homework load & extra-curricular activities.

In Hell Week, many students' imaginations run wild in an attempt to rationalize 'why this is happening to them.' Some will consider dropping out & going to work 'full-time' at the Subway they currently work at. Others (most, in fact) will go through 4 stages during hell week:

Denial: You party the weekend before, procrasturbate instead of writing your paper & spend time pointlessly stalking everyone you never knew on facebook; you can always cram, right?

Anger: You begin to look at what you need to study or write. How could they assign this much material? Are they insane? This is inhumane-you should contact the ACLU!

Fear: It's the night before your first tests, & you're freaking out. You've no idea why there’re 1,052 ways to conjugate this word in that stupid-ass-language & you really don't care what the hell a derivative is. What're your parents going to say when you tank these tests? @**^ it's 11:30pm & the &**&4 unstarted paper is due after those exams!

Acceptance: In the final minutes leading up to the tests you finally realize all you can do is bend over your ...


I've moved past that stage to the anger stage, and I've reached the beginning of the fear stage, by tomorrow I'll be at acceptance.

I love having already graduated :D
 
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The Restructuring of the Confederate West


The Western Territorial Committee of the National Congress has released its long-expected division of the newly acquired lands in the west, confirmed by a statement released earlier today.

The Committee, comprising of both Congressmen and Texan officials from the territories, have drawn new territory boundaries for the west, with significant correlation to previous borders under the Texan government.

Specifically, four new states will be formed from the territory acquired from Texas, while another three states will form from the division of the Kansas territory.

Kansas will be restructured into four states: Kansas, consisting of the southeastern corner of the former territory, with capital at Topeka. Nebraska will form out of territory to the north of Kansas, with capital at Hastings. Aurora, a new state to be formed out the southwestern corner of Kansas, will have its capital at Sterling. Finally, the new state of Cheyenne will be formed from the extreme northwest of the territory, with capital at Casper.

Meanwhile, the states of Oklahoma, Winfield, Durango, and Alamogordo will form from the newly acquired western territories. Their capitals, respectively, are Oklahoma City, Independence, Lamar, and Clovis.

These boundaries have maintained most of their previous locations under Texan authorities. A chief concern of a few politicians, however, is the number of electoral votes each of these states will receive, as the census will not occur for another six years. Nevertheless, President James Monroe Forrest says that each of these states will function normally in next year's election, stressing the "rights of citizenship" of all the population in these states.

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Continued from Carlos returns from Seminário Missionário Bom Jesus, Spear-fishing at Montañita beach, In the Lightning Storm, Carmen visits the Ballet, Pre-Election Campaigning, Bogotá, Colombia, December 1959, and Post-Election Grief, Bogotá, Colombia, January 1960.



Bogotá at Dawn

Carmen always woke up early and today was no different. But today she couldn’t seem to shake her fatigue. She had had very little sleep, having spent the last two weeks in intense negotiations with representatives of the nations of Canada, the Free Maritime Provinces, the United States of the Mid-Atlantic, and New England, as well as long late-night meetings in both Tokyo and Bogotá with Princess Hime Aki of the Chrysanthemum Throne of Japan. Why President Andrés Pérez had decided to trust her, the leader of the official political opposition to the prestigious task of hammering out a treaty between the belligerents of the Maritime war, she would never know for sure but she suspected at some level that he hoped she would fail.

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She sipped her espresso and looked out over the capital as the sun came up, rubbing her temples and sighing deeply. She settled her thin frame into the plush chaise-lounge she had had dragged up to her penthouse balcony and wondered again what game the President was playing. In addition to appointing her to mediate hammering out a peace in the Maritimes War, he had appointed the leader of the Movimiento para la Lusticia Popular, Moisés Moreno another major political opponent and her ally and friend, to the newly created Ministry of “Provincias Perdidas”. Not only that but he also appointed the leader of the communist Colombiano Partido Comunista party to the position of Minister of Canal Affairs. Why the capitalist president, known to be very friendly with big-business had made that appointment, was an even greater mystery. Perhaps he envisioned loss of support within his own party or traditionally allied parties and was looking to develop interparty support, Carmen didn’t know.

Thinking about these strange appointments, Carmen waited on Genevieve, her personal assistant who had stood by her as president, had provided a shoulder for Carmen to cry into during the worst of the political slander of the last election, and upon learning of Carmen’s double-life had finally confided in her regarding her own double-life. Genvieve had not always Genvieve. Back in Paris, she had been a he and had been called Pierre. The revelation had deepened the already deep bonds of trust and friendship the two felt for each other and now her assistant was much more, she was perhaps Carmen’s best friend.

And so she waited, sipping her espresso, and watched the city come to life, the sprawling capital where she had been born and grown up was never really quiet but as people began their routines, the sounds of life took on a new volume. Why would the President position his political opposition as he had? Did he hope that they would fail? Certainly there was every indication that Carmen’s efforts would not bear fruit. The representatives from New England had refused to ratify the treaty and mysteriously disappeared. Just thinking about it made her that much more tired.

Finally, there was a quiet knock on the door and a key in the lock. A moment later the blonde 30-something young women with soft features and a quiet voice that no man would ever guess not to have been born a woman arrived on the balcony. She opened a leather briefcase and extracted several newspapers and letters. Many were decorated with yellow highlighter.

“Good Morning Missus Custudio,” she said and Carmen knew that Genevieve was as tired as she was. Without asking the aide walked back into the kitchen and poured herself some coffee while Carmen flipped through the newspapers.

El Estrallas Panameño said:
Shipping Resumes on Colombian Canal

by Juan Carlos Velasco, December 22, 1961


PANAMA CITY, GRAN COLOMBIA, Thousands gathered in the driving rain to watch the ship, “Amazonia Confidence” a Brazilian freighter carrying goods from the Pacific coast of North America make the first crossing of the canal after nearly fourteen months without shipping.

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Colombian tugboats escort the “Amazonian Confidence” as she traverses the Colombian canal.

Members of major shipping industries as distant as Japan, Iberia and Greece expressed their relief and satisfaction at the resumption of the major trade artery.

“The Developing of the Pacific co-prosperity agreements of San Francisco have led to greater trade along the Americas’ Pacific coasts and new opportunities for companies doing business in the region but instability in Central America meant a long trip around the tip of South America for Greek and Iberian shipping and added millions to our yearly costs. Now, with the opening of the Panama canal, we hope to begin recouping much of those costs,” said Alexandros Combis from his company headquarters in Athens, Greece when asked for comment.

Locally, resumed shipping means jobs for tens of thousands of citizens and a resumption of normal day-to-day living. The change in local atmosphere is electric. For citizens of the region there is no greater symbol of the totality of peace than the ship’s crossing. City residents held signs that read, “Paz al fin”, and “Treinta y un Años Demasiados!” a reference to era in which Colombia had originally constructed the canal prior to its seizure by the illegal government of the Central American Republic.

Carmen put the paper down, not bothering to finish the article; it was easy to see how the Panamanian governors had allowed the reopening of the “El Estrallas Panameño”; they had clearly thrown in their lot with the victors and were eager to prove their loyalty, even if they did go too far. Carmen was not so young that she did not remember when Colombia had opened the canal. Even then, when Panama had been one of Gran Colombia’s united states, it had been called the Panama canal. It seemed overly zealous to call it anything else. She had smiled when she had read the Greek’s quote; at least they knew what to call it.

The next article was from Barranquilla and described the victory parades held there in celebration of the efforts of the Colombian airforce.

La Libertad said:
President Andrés Pérez Honors Pilot with “Orden Militar de San Mateo”

by Jorge Rueda, December 21, 1961


BARRANQUILLA, GRAN COLOMBIA, In a surprise celebratory gesture that caught most civilians but few military or political insiders unawares, the honoree of the Barranquilla Airforce Parade, airforce Wing Commander Diego Rojas Parra was honored with Gran Colombia’s grandest military honor, the “Orden Militar de San Mateo” by President Andrés Pérez personally on Sunday.

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President Andrés Pérez answers questions at a press conference.

“Colombians everywhere, Bogotá, Medellin, Barranquilla, even San Salvador, Managua, and San Pedro, we have strived against oppression, against the wrongs of the past, against the meddling of foreign spies and corrupt treasures, against those who would turn brother against brother. But now, finally we are united- united for the first time in over 30 years. But brothers and sisters, people of our great nation, our struggle was not without hardship, not without blood,” the president said in his address following the parade. The crowd first cheered then as he spoke, grew silent and thoughtful. Continuing he spoke of the sacrifices of the people on both sides of the battlefield and finally he came to the hard work and excellent service of the pilots of the “Fuerza Aérea Colombiana”, and especially Wing Commander Diego Rojas Parra.

In a ceremony where much of the 14th Air Division was in attendance, the president celebrated and honored the work of the Colombian airforce in general and of the 14th in particular who braved withering anti-aircraft fire and enemy fighter action to support the 4th Armor Division who had been surrounded in the mountains near Managua and which military commanders feared lost to enemy aircraft and infantry action. Their brave action was responsible for turning the tide of what looked like a horrific military loss into a sure victory. Amongst the 14th, Wing Commander Diego Rojas Parra was responsible for single-handedly downing seven enemy fighters and securing an exit route for the 4th Armor.

Carmen put the article down, having read enough. As much as she resented Andrés for his victory in the last election and his successful diplomatic maneuvering to take control of the Assembly, she had to admit he remained a very handsome man and he certainly knew how to win over the support of the people. There was no denying his charisma.


To be continued…
 
I don't always write stories, but when i do, i drink Dos Equis
 
I''mmmmmmmmmmm donnnnnnnnnneeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee foreeevaaaaaaaaaaaaa ohh god im so happy. i love all of you. immm graddddddddddddaaaaaauaatinnnnggg yayaayayaayay!!!
 
congrats!
 
I''mmmmmmmmmmm donnnnnnnnnneeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee foreeevaaaaaaaaaaaaa ohh god im so happy. i love all of you. immm graddddddddddddaaaaaauaatinnnnggg yayaayayaayay!!!

Now comes the really hard part. Finding a job.
 
Now comes the really hard part. Finding a job.

I get to forestall that another three years. Of course then I'll be in some serious $$$$$$ debt $$$$$$ with not much better employment prospects but oh well, we can't all be smart enough for med school or engineering. :dunno:
 
I liked it when school was affordable. Whhops, spam.

Nya took a step outside the door. Ahhh, smell that fresh Siberian air, thought he. Life was good in the Soviets; everyone got their say, and everyone got what they needed. "Vcomrade Nya." his neighbor nodded his greeting. "Comrade Swvett, zvosdroitten! I am re-vell-ling in to-day's bee-yoo-tee-full-ness, yes?" He walked to the curb of his lawn, a square of perfectly mown green grass. "Vhy I suppose it is a wonderful day, yes." his neighbor replied. They both picked up their American-style newspapers and read for a good few minutes, exchanging comments about the "Funnies" or last night's "Vootball game"."Vhill you be going to verk at de usual time?" Ahh, cheeky neighbour. "Vhy yes, vould you like to kar-pool? My new ahh-toe-mohh-beel from Ahh-murr-ek-kah has just been shined down at American Johnny's Clean Car Car Cleaning Car Wash, and is looking great." "Vmost certainly. Vhe are good neighbors, yes?" At this they both laughed. "We are best friends, yes, Zwvett." Nya and Zwvett both jumped into the air and high-fived.

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Nya and his wife, Mee-shell.
 
Updating right now, and for the next few hours. Depending on how Mothers Day goes, you should be looking at either a Monday or Tuesday release. Of course, no promises.
 
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