LUV GOIN 2 A RENNASANZ FAIR. LOTTA FAGET NERDBOYS BUT GAWTDAMM I LUV THEM TURKYLEGS. COULD BOUTA DOZZEN OF THEM TASTY LIL FUCKS. LEMME GET A HELL YEAH BRUTHER
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MY PAPAW TOLLD ME 1 THING: SON WHEN UR MY AGE, UR GONA APPRESHIATE TAKIN A GOOD SHIT. AND BRUTHER, HE WUZ RITE! KEN I GETTA FUCKEN HELL YEAH?
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GONNA HAVE 2 DO SUM COMONITY SERVISE BC I GOT A FUKKIN DUI. I ASKED THE JUDGE IF HITTIN ON FAT-ASSED MEXICAN GIRLS CULD BE A SERVISE 2 THA CUMUNITY! LEMME GET A GOTTDAM HELL YEA BRUTTHER!!
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I like a man that knows what he wants. And I love when what he wants is to wear a pirate’s hat and poop on my chest whilst saying “Arr! Swab the poopdeck ye scurvy hedgepig!” Aye aye, daddy! 🥵😫🏴☠️
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MY UNCLE DONALD TAUGHT ME 1 THING: NEVER ITCH UR BUTTHOLE AFTER EATIN SUM HOT ASS CHICKEN WINGS! CAN I GET A HELL YEAH BRUTHER??
North Korea and Israel, both militaristic countries with a slew of human rights violations. Both are propped up by a UN Security Council country. Both have a nuclear program cultivated by their 'big brother' country.
<Snipped quote by gorgenmast> Yes good goyim the government is not competent enough to deceive you! Pay taxes to a state that can't even trick you into thinking it went to the moon!
Certainly not competent enough to fool Soviet scientists.
I generally discourage it because I don't want to to set up any patterns where a single person can artificially push something ahead by breaking a multi-part post into multiple posts and fuck up everyone else by posting five-times in a row and desynching shit. At that point it's only his story lines that are progressing.
It's a baseball arc. He's not trying to fast-track the construction of an aircraft carrier. It's pretty apparent when someone's trying to game the system and Byrd is clearly not trying to do that. I wouldn't mind if people post 3 times in a row. Posts are posts.
Speaking of which, it's really nice in the middle of this parade of savagery and scheming that is the Spanish-Ethiopian War to have some posts about more down-to-earth subjects. Sports are one of those things that have been seriously under-represented in Precipice.
After five days of minecraft straight I suddenly don't even want to even see the game anymore.
And to Arron, Vilage, Terminal and so on, I dunno about the hebrew philospher anymore... Spent my free week on this and now I have to learn calculus. Maybe in December?
It is physically painful to read the posts in this thread. It's physiological horror, like watching someone get hit by a train or sawed in half. The four of you are absolute fucking morons, and your total collective lack of social consciousness is profoundly pitiful. I hope I live to see the day that the four of you are rotting corpses in the dirt. None of you are deserving of life and it is an affront to natural law that even one of you exists, let alone four.
Pretty much this. These circlejerk threads for these cliques are the main reason Spam is shit.
Inb4 "you're just mad because you're not in the cool kid club"
Kingdom Name: The Septentrion Government: Feudal Monarchy Ruler: King Eldris Trait: Schemer Preferred Location: Blue Predominate Race: Humans Bio: Since the the death of King Marten last year, the Septentrion has been a kingdom divided. Upon Marten's death, the kingdom was split into three duchies each lorded over by one of Marten's three sons. Eldris, the oldest of Marten's sons, became the Septentrion's king, ruling from Nistria - the kingdom's heartland. Youngest Melor was granted the Reach, a rugged and wild region on the northern extent of the Peninsula of the Septentrion. The middle son, Ragnar, was granted dominion over Brackland - a barren expanse of bogs and marshes on the kingdom's southern flank.
Immediately, Ragnar voiced his dissatisfaction with his post in the worst of the three duchies. He insisted that a redrawing of the duchial borders take place, such that southern swathes of Nistria's rich farmland be incorporated into his duchy with some of the Reach's territory ceded to Eldris in order to distribute the territorial burden more evenly. Ragnar's proposal was a non-starter with both Eldris and Melor.
That year's winter was a particularly difficult one throughout the northern kingdom. But in Ragnar's realm, typical poor harvests combined with a severe winter meant starvation for the peasants. Ragnar himself went to his elder brother's seat of power at Velken in the height of winter and lamented the plight of his people, blaming Eldris' refusal to cede Nistria's fertile farmland for the famine. Eldris rebuffed Ragnar, laying the blame for Brackland's famine squarely on Ragnar's inept rule. Lord Ragnar returned home insulted and empty-handed. If his brother would not redress the situation, Ragnar decided he would take matters into his own hands.
When Eldris' taxmen went throughout the land in the spring demanding taxation from all the King's vassals, Lord Ragnar's counts refused payment. Lord Ragnar had informed his vassals that they had no obligation to pay taxes to King Eldris on the account of the King's refusal to assist Brackland during the winter. Ragnar sent parties of his knights against Eldris' tax collectors, chasing them out of Brackland. Not long after the King's tax collectors returned from Brackland empty-handed, Melor - who had paid his dues - was aggravated when he learned of Ragnar's nonpayment. Lord Melor threatened to refuse future taxation as Ragnar had if Eldris did not collect Ragnar's delinquent taxes.
Grave words have now reached the King's ears: Ragnar has already spent every coin of the gold due to his King in fielding an army. Lord Ragnar's counts have raised levies in time for the summer campaign season. An attempt to collect on Ragnar's due taxes now would amount to a civil war in the north, but doing nothing proves to both Ragnar and Melor that their king brother is a spineless craven. With the neighboring kingdoms licking their chops as his recalcitrant brother threatens war, these are dangerous times indeed for King Eldris and all of the Septentrion. His next moves must be cautious and well-executed.
Geography:
The Reach: the northernmost reaches of Crypso are a rugged and varied land with diverse habitats. There are open rolling hills, river valleys, evergreen forests, and majestic snowcapped mountains on the northern coasts. The terrain does not lend itself to traditional farming practices and so most settlement is concentrated on the western coasts along the interior sea, such as the duchial seat of Gullstone. There are a handful of towns present in lowland valleys and rivers in the south, and some remote whaling villages can also be found. In the interior of this region, a nomadic horse people known as the Narze live in the unsettled wilderness. Fair-skinned descendents of ancient Norsians, the Narze have little interaction with the settled people. The Narze have sometimes served as mercenaries. Narze horsemen armed with their traditional javelins, are perhaps the finest light cavalry in all the world.
Nistria: The extreme terrain of the Reach mellows substantially as one moves southeast. Occasional hills and knobs can be found here, but the terrain is quite subdued in general. Poplars and aspens intermingle with the evergreens in the forests, which have been cut back into a patchwork of woodlots surrounded by tenanted farmland. This is a land that has been inhabited for a very long time - various ancient civilizations and peoples have left their mark on Nistria in the form of abandoned stoneworks and fortifications. Most of Nistria's old castles are inhabited by modern counts and lords. It is said that Velken has been inhabited on-and-off since before the Cataclysm. On the eastern coasts, a population of swarthy seafarers from the East have established a number of coastal villages with economies based on trading and fishing. Their foreign goods are welcome, although their penchant for poaching and evading taxation is not.