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Precipice of War - We Write Under The Sign Of The Goat

Gonna wait a bit for I mention that the Spanish Subsidies and equipment have arrived and are being used.

From Stardust, To Stardust

*twiddles thumbs while waiting for NS to be approved*

@NacNak

Ah yes. So, unless you're applying for big bad position? No. Not at all. Your frigate is of comparable size to the old Terran dreadnoughts, and your warship class (which is TEN KILOMETERS LONG) still fires trailer houses at what is presumably a large percentage of light speed because you have TEN KILOMETERS of insanely advanced railgun to fire that trailer with. No peaceful species gets to have that. Unless you want to be an imperialistic evil empire? Still denied. And your point defense turrets fire rounds that were apparently based off of the laser point defenses from Space Battleship Yamato 2199. Because that's the only thing I can think of imprinting upon you the idea that point defense rounds are normally a foot long.

@Keyguyperson

Player big bads are a bad idea. This is also considering that we do not know NicNack. The only person I trust to do big bad things is Kyelin. If we do have a big bad it should be GMed controlled or controlled by someone we trust, not NicNac considering we barely know him and he is new.

Precipice of War - We Write Under The Sign Of The Goat

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@duck55223 I am waiting on Googs to do something first, I was attempting diplomacy with him and that was going to be the next post but he seems to have forgotten about it.

@Pepperm1nts

You no longer have an excuse, bub.

@duck55223

I threw something up.

Precipice of War - We Write Under The Sign Of The Goat

Belgrade, Serbia Neven paced around his office nervously as he looked at the clock. It had been a while since he sent the diplomats to Madrid, he pondered the outcome. He had given the diplomat permission to make as many concessions as necessary to garner Spanish Support and weapons. He only now realized that this may have been a bit of bad move on his part. His attention quickly turned to the door of his office as he heard their loud creaking, indicating that the door had been opened. His assistant Obrad stepped forth, carrying a few papers in his hands. “I have the reports from the meeting in Spain, the diplomat met with Sotelo himself.” said Obrad, as Neven grabbed the papers, rapidly flipping through them and reading the reports, his eye rapidly darting across the pages. “I expected them to meet with some low level diplomat, I guess Sotelo wanted to see what we wanted. Not to bad, I was expecting the Iberian League to be honest, it is good what the diplomat got in exchange for the signing of the treaty.” spoke Neven, taking a sigh of relief as he sat in the comfortable office chair that sat behind his big red wood desk. “What shall Serbia’s next move be Neven?” asked Obrad. “With Spanish weapons the army will be significantly strengthened. This is good, and the Spanish Advisers should help us reorganize our structure and update our tactics. The Industrial subsidies are excellent as well, with it we can grow our industry rapidly as well as give the workers higher wages, that will look nice for my public image. With all that said… Serbia is long overdue in uniting the South Slavs, Bosnia will make a excellent first target.” “Is it not a bit early for that Neven? Germany could become much more opposed to us if we work our way up to Croatia like that, and they may become much more active in the region.” “It has always been the goal of the Black Hand to unite all South Slavs, not just from Greater Serbia. That is the reason we have built this state, the reason I so willingly made concessions to Madrid. So that we could push further to this goal. It is even in the Black Hand’s forming document that we need to unite all South Slavs. I do not think the higher levels of government will be opposed to that. As for Germany… Madrid can put pressure on them if they try anything.” “If you think it is the best move Neven..” “I shall wait to declare on Bosnia though, do keep that in this room. I want to see how the International Community reacts to our ascension to the Iberian League” “If there is no more, I shall be off.” bowed Obrad, leaving the room as Neven reviewed more reports.

Precipice of War - We Write Under The Sign Of The Goat

And I live in Texas where the weather is bipolar.

Precipice of War - We Write Under The Sign Of The Goat

The horrors.

@duck55223

OH FUCK GUYS YOU GUYS IT'S RIGHT BESIDE MY WINDOW I'M SO SCARED WHAT DO I DO OH FUCK OH FUCK OH FUCK

@Space Communist

SHUT YOUR GODDAMN CURTAINS. DO IT BEFORE IT CORRUPTS YOU.

Precipice of War - We Write Under The Sign Of The Goat

I have heard tales of an "outside". No air conditioning, no beds...no internet...it frightens me. Let's hope I never have to face this strange "outside" in my life.

@Space Communist

The horrors.

From Stardust, To Stardust

dun feel like writing anything else if there was someone I forgot to reply to.

From Stardust, To Stardust

Sol System Trenderhoof horn started glowing for a minute as a small USB-like device floated out of it. Pock pulled out something similar, as both handed them to the Terran diplomats. The small devices seemed to radiate a small amount of heat, as if something flew through their casing. "These devices use a simple machine code system to interface with computers, and in the event that they do not fit your computers the interior is made of nanobots, so it can shift to be able to fit your computer. It contains all information regarding what we are capable of eating, what will poison us, preferred atmosphere composition, preferred gravitational force, and some cultural information." said Trenderhoof. The data on the them indicated that the Saratine and Equestrians would be perfectly fine eating whatever the humans would serve them, although it did state that besides the Griffons, Dragons, Seraphram, and Tygochan all Equestrians were herbivores. The guards left boarded the Equestrian's diplomatic ship as the diplomatic party stepped forward with Trenderhoof and Pock in the lead, no weapons on hand. Trenderhoof horn once again started glowing as a few objects floated out of his saddle bags. Amongst them was a bottle of Vodka, what was clearly a Russian Ushanka, and a set of pins for the Ushanka. "I have brought a few gifts, a bottle of Vodka, a traditional pony Ushanka, along with a set of pins for it. The pins represent various races and cultures within the Union of Equestria. I also like to ask, how did you manage to translate our language so quickly?" spoke Trenderhoof, handing them to the lead Terran diplomat. Amongst the symbols was a Dove holding a olive branch, a Dove alongside a Bald Eagle, what appeared to be a German Iron Cross, the head of a pony with a long horn, a sun, a moon, and most noticeable to the Terrans, what appeared to be a Hammer and Sickle inside a Soviet Star.

Precipice of War - We Write Under The Sign Of The Goat

You posted a several paragraph-long post elsewhere just 4 hours ago. But either way, you shouldn't be waiting on anyone to post, much less fuckin' Googer. It'd be a stretch to say he's me-level inactive, but he's not exactly Aaron-level active either. Start up some new story-arcs that don't rely on someone else. Waitin' for someone is an excuse. This coming from a guy who has used that excuse before.

@Pepperm1nts

Four different people needed me to post when I made that post, I don't think were as desperate for a Serbia post.