Dinh AaronMk Member

Burn the house down before anyone foreign can trample all over your abstract and totally stationary memories. Then collect insurance and sell the land to a developer.

 **Novo Domov International Airport** “Remind me why we're here again?” said the good and pleasing pretty pony princess Dave as he lounged back in the seat of his private jet. The sounds of the screeching scram jets muffled against the glossy fiberglass and aluminum hull of his chariot. “To assert our political influence.” said his adviser, a skinny Latino man going by the name of 'Chico'. He looked up at his leader with a despondent glare, “It's really all that simple. We have no business in the region being half a world away, but since we heard the damnable lizards were going then there's no reason for us not to be there. “Besides, we might actually figure something out. Anything really.” “Oh.” Dave replied, nonchalantly. His skinny white hands crawled up under his fedora as he scratched at the roots of his long, straight, oily black hair. He hadn't bothered with formal attire as demanded of the situation. Surrendering instead to a casual black leather jacket by Georgio Armani. 'JanTrahn' stitched just over the front-breast pocket. “Indeed, sir.” Cicho bowed, “And we'll be touching down at the Nova Domov Capital airport soon. “Noma Domov.” Dave scoffed, “Who thinks of these names?” “Quite.” Chico replied, rolling his eyes. Clearly thinking of the nation he now called home: Mulp. At least the pay was good. “By the way, has the Department of Glorious Scientific Advancement messaged you back on any updates?” Dave asked, fastening his seat belt. “Am I your secretary?” Chico asked, doing the same. His brown eyes glowing up at his leader, passively annoyed with him. “You are.” he affirmed. “Then yes, I got the E-mail not long after we set off. They believe we'll have a presentable product for the newest generation of research by the end of next week. They're only running some final tests of the first samples of this generation to make sure they're at least safe. “This time.” “Oh I can't wait!” Dave chirped excitedly, drumming his feet on the cabin floor as he watched the city landscape outside draw up closer, “After so many years and generations of genetic experimentation! We'll finally have them!”

I just got an update so there's that.

> Can a brotha confirm Steam is down? Steam is indeed not down.

**Flag:**  **Name:** Mulp **Classification:** Dictatorship **Government:** Conservative **Currency:** Poni **National animal:** Horse **Motto:** “I just don't know what went wrong!” **Continent:** South America **Brief history:** The founding of Mulp is perhaps considered one of the vast enigmas of the current world, with some expat commentators blaming certain elements from North America. But the whole of its revolution in the region was at one point considered a second wave of the Banana Republic model of Latin-American revolution, spurred instead with certain foreign influence. By conflict's end the politics of South America had been completely redrawn to make room for the strange state. As well, a new enigmatic world leader, who is clearly not native but denies any and all allegations of his foreign ethnicity by claiming, “I'm a pretty pony princess.” Their model of conservatism as well seems to be foreign as in redrawing the map in Southern America they effectively rewrote what being conservative in this strange state is, but may in any case be a reverence to the old ranchero. As well, traditional Christian language has been pushed aside to make room for an ideology more horse-based with the current state actively seeking ways to produce an idealized horse through genetic experimentation. **Anything else you wish to add:** Mulp has multiple anthems, their official status is often disputed but no one seems to really care, using whichever passed on personal preference or relevance. Their dear leader often preferring one of the two following: [Theme one](http://youtu.be/NhnFUIBigv4), [Theme two](http://youtu.be/UBptRVQ8qoE).

I'd post but I'm working on posting in my NRP. I got ten pages worth of words for that one and I still have to more things to get to.

T'is.

> It's Ulm or nothing. Ulm is like EU4's Jan Mayen. Or does EU4 have an even more joke country that I've somehow been ignorant to?

> Remove kebab, reclaim the five ecumenical sees of Pentarchy and restore the true Roman empire. [RULE ROMA, ROMA RULES THE WAVES.](http://steamcommunity.com/sharedfiles/filedetails/?id=283595795)

> Apparently, this is a Free RP. > >  Which only adds to the terror when GM's character is someone from a country with strict gun laws somehow ending up in the US Army after being arrested for gang-related violence. Not only does that system not exist anymore, but I don't think you can really *do* that (unless French Foreign Legion), and about everyone has a habit of background checks for stuff like that.