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3 yrs ago
Current I can't believe this site is 9 years old lol I remember the old site moving over to this one
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10 yrs ago
I love the North, it's so quaintly barbaric.
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Retired

Still check in from time-to-time though. This website literally hasn't changed since Mahz migrated it over like 8 years ago lol

BTW, anyone from Minecraft Forum/RPGuild days who remembers me (especially among the Precipice/Pokemon Mystery Dungeon circles), hit me up on PM! I won't reply super quickly but I will eventually hit you guys back!

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Posted. Since I realised Artemis will probably slow us down, I've had him covered in Luka's saliva that is so slippery, he can go down the halls like he's on ice. Which basically means he's moving as fast as Luka.
"Oh lord, could this day get any worse?" sighed Artemis as he was whisked into the open mouth of Luka. He wasn't particularly worried that his other companions had been sucked into the stomach of some great big, dirty monster - they hadn't been contributing much to the story anyway. As Luka ran down the hall with Artemis in his mouth, the blobfish became uncomfortably aware of how disgusting the inside of a Land Sharks mouth was. Especially Lukas mouth, who could eat nearly anything. In his teeth, tree branches, fire hydrants and what smelled like a Smeg fridge were all munched up and stuck in the landsharks gums. His breath wasn't much better. Before, when Artemis had stayed several metres away from the Land Shark at all times, the smell had been bearable.

But oh God, sitting in Lukas mouth, the smell that had fermented in the Land Sharks mouth had gone through every orifice of Artemis body. The worst part was he couldn't lift a flipper to cover his blobby nose. "Wow, Luka, I'm impressed that you've kept your dental hygiene at a dentist-improved level!" gagged Artemis. "Really, buddy, keep up the good work. I hope I have the breath and teeth of land shark some day".

As they rounded the corner, Artemis could feel bile swelling at the bottom of stomach. He wasn't even sure if it was anatomically possible for a blobfish to vomit but he didn't want to find out. "Right, Luka, it's been grand but staying in your mouth for more than one post is going to drive me crazy!" called Artemis, flopping forward to the front of the Landsharks mouth. With an almighty grunt that echoed down Lukas throat and bottomless stomach, the blobfish launched himself out of the land sharks mouth. "Good god" he muttered as he rolled across the ground, acutely aware that he stinking of saliva. "I smell like a sewer" he moaned, rolling onto his front and beginning to flop down the hall as fast as he could.

Which was faster than usual. "Oh my lord...Luka! Your saliva has some kind of...slippery quality! I feel like I'm on ice!" grinned Artemis as he slid down the hall as fast as Luka could run. Behind him, a trail of slimy Land Shark saliva formed, showing exactly where he'd gone. "I feel like I'm in the ocean again! This is the best thing ever! Why didn't I come into your mouth before, Luka!?" he exclaimed.

"Not like that. Get your mind out of the gutter, dirtbag" snarled the blobfish to the reader as he slid past.
The Angorian Kingdom


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Race: Humans

History:
The Angorians lived in the province the Vishput called 'Angori' for millenia before the dwarfs invaded with their golems and powerful weaponry. Angori was transformed from a tribe-ridden jungle region into a civilised, obedient Vishput province that specialised in silviculture and fishing. The Visha founded the ancient city of Angor a millenia ago and it became a hub of activity for Angorians and Visha alike. Angori was an obedient province with revolts being frowned upon. When the empire began to decline and living conditions for Angorians deteriorated, however, trouble began to rumble among the Angorian nobles.

And one fine day, control over Angori collapsed completely. The Visha elite, a minority in their own province, escaped the crumbling ruins of Angor 400 years ago and left the region to its own devices (which, unfortunately, were bickering nobles). After the collapse of the empire, Angori split into several moderately powerful states, each vying for control of the other. However, in these early days, one young nobleman, Sriv Pak, took a chance and conquered his neighbours, forming the Angorian Kingdom and declaring himself Narayang - Visha Reincarnate. The Angorian Kingdom was one of the more successful states that emerged from the turmoil that ended the Empire and is today one of the oldest Human kingdoms still in existence. Taking advantage of his weakened and divided neighbours, Sriv Pak launched invasions in every direction and at its peak, the Angorian Kingdom controlled vast swathes of land to the west of its current borders.

Sriv Pak, as he grew older, grew less fond of war and gathered an interest in spiritualism and the Visha. It is said that during a visit to the ruins of Angor, he came across a Visha wisemen who revealed to him the ancient wisdom of their people. Although these claims are dubious at best, many believed their beloved leader enough to found a religion around him when he died. Sriv Pak has become something of prophet or guru to the people of Angori and his teachings of the Great Balance of Peace have gained traction in every class of Angori society..

After the death of Sriv Pak (in which his body is said to have disentergrated into space dust), the question of inheritance became a hard one to answer. Sriv Pak bore no sons in his long life and many were disgusted at the idea of being ruled by one of his daughters. The crown was put up for grabs and an election was called amongst the nobles for a new king. The competition was fierce, with numerous alliances being forged and destroyed as the month-long nomination process went on. In the end, Jang Bahutar became the second Narayan and was declared to be the reincarnation of Sriv Pak. The Bahutar dynasty has lasted to this day, over 200 years later.

Upon Sriv Paks death, the soldiers pulled out from their invaded provinces and returned home. The current borders of the Angorian Kingdom have more or less stayed the same for the last 300 years, save the frequent wars with their southern Republican neighbours and the several failed attempts of moving northwards. The Angorian Kingdom is currently looking at the tail end of a golden age and an uneasy period with a stagnant economy and revolt are just over the horizon. The most recent emperor, 12th Narayang Shen Bahutar, is a young, careful man who looks to the future with a grimace. Rising tensions with the Isle Republic to the south are reaching a head as the two powers fight for control of a few islands, the right to trade and the right to kill pirates of both countries. Some say the denizens of the lost city of Angor are re-awakening and are travelling into the night to capture children and livestock. Whether these rumours are true or not is to be discovered.

There be dark days ahead.





Characters:

The Bahutars

(12th Narayang) Shen Bahutar: Religious and political leader of the Kingdom. Young man in his mid-twenties. Unmarried but already with a young son to court concubines.

(Nym-Narayang) Desha Bahutar: Shen's mother, an older women in her late fifties. She had sexual relations with Shen's father and was declared Nym-Narayang upon Shens birth. She is seen in court as the women who holds the most sway over Shen.

Qin Bahutar The eldest and only son of Shen, Qin is a healthy young man who is cared for by the concubines of the court. He is unaware of his mothers identity.

The Court of the Narayang

(Suktra-Higher) Puya Bikram: A Suktra-Higher (general within the army) who is hot-headed and is happy to start wars with the Kingdoms neighbours. Despite being a rather unlikable man, he is loyal to the last to his Narayang. He is an older man and a veteran to many wars.

(Clergy-Higher) Wu Ganesh A young Clergy Higher (equivalent to a bishop) within the court who advises his Narayang on matters pertaining spiritualism and the state. Young, unexperienced yet well liked around the court.

Others:

Wanli Shiva: A young peasant serving in a southern unit of the army.

(Suktra-Higher)Rana Shivret: Ambassador to the Uwan Isle Republic.
"Yeah, some guy I know online says I'm good and you can trust him because he plays Spain in this thing called Precipice of War. It's kind of a big deal because Spain is in the middle of invading this place called the Pan-African Empire and the leader is addicted to cocaine and stuff."

Gotta find guys who are hiring.


I've always wanted to get into politics

EDIT: I thought I'd share something interesting I found earlier. See the radius of your nuclear bombs and see the fatalities: http://nuclearsecrecy.com/nukemap/

As a totally random example, I decided to see what happened if the Soviet Union had dropped the largest nuclear weapon ever created on Northern Ireland. I'd live an hour outside of the radiation zone, so I'm game if Putin gets crazy:
The things I'd do for two jobs would make old women screech.

I'll post later sometime.
Looks like Byrd and I are neighbours.

Get ready for a race war, Helter Skelter.
I'll post later.
Question:

What if I were to say, theoretically, play a bunch of dimensionally displaced American History figures who ended up on this world and started their own kingdom? Too out there?


Only if I can play King Richard III crawling out of a car park.
/implying I'm unaware of Polandball.

I don't think gypsy is a racial slur. I know plenty of Irish Travellers around here who insist on being called 'Traveller' or 'Gypsy' as opposed to 'pikey' or 'knacker'.

Anyways, interested.
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