Mao Mao

Mass Effect: Underworld

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Once Partinax finished up the tour of the HSV Kharon, Rol'Naaris began to walk towards his room within the HSV Kharon. It had a year since he last was living aboard a ship and it was going to take time to feel comfortable enough. And he already missed Alexandria and the sounds of sand hitting his armor during a windy day while walking around marketplaces. He soon arrived at the engineering deck and made sure to avoid Octavio Tatum or Rol'Naaris was going to spend a half hour listening to pointless facts about the FTL drives. His room was designed for a quarian to take off their helmets and gear without dying. Once he set off inside the room, the doors shut and locked while he looked at the soulless room. He knew that he had to talk to one of the Spectres about letting him decorate it.

Rol'Naaris sat on his bed and spent a few minutes on his omni-tool device, looking up things to put into his room. Once he was done shopping, he got off of his bed and left his new room. At least it was private. But, he did not want to sit around and do nothing. He began to walk around the ship going from deck to deck, getting used to his new home. He noticed that the crew was mostly made up of turians. After all, the Kharon was a turian designed ship. Rol'Naaris were not bothered the overpopulation of turians as he kept on walking around the ship. Then, he ended up at the starboard observation deck.

It was a perfect place to relax and look at the darkness of space for the first time in a year. He was sitting on one of the couches and listened to the calm sounds in the background. Of course, his thoughts began to get the best of him. They were similar to what he thought back at the memorial. Those that he sent to their deaths started to haunt his thoughts. Even the sounds of nature could not suppress the thoughts. It was time to go back to leave this room before he did something embarrassing. He got up from the couch and started to head for his room avoiding the asari psychologist.

He began to breath in and out as he went to the elevator and waited for it to take him to the engineering deck. Once the elevator doors opened up, he got out and immediately headed for his room. Rol'Naaris needed to do something in order for the thoughts to go away; however, he did not know what to do. He waited at the door to his room opened and the quarian quickly entered. The door shut closed and locked itself again as he saw the storage locker. He learned how to field strip from his time with the Marines and knew that his sniper rifle needed a routine checkup. So, he began to work on stripping his sniper rifle, Equalizer IX.

It was more peaceful to be doing something rather than sitting around and listening to calm music. The thoughts mostly went away while he field stripped his sniper rifle twice. Afterwards, he pulled out his omni-tool and began to surf the extranet. Rol'Naaris waited until he either got bored or something else happened that made him stop. As long as he worked on his weapon, he did not have to think about anything other than making sure that it still works at the end of the day.

You rent a shared apartment, and when you go in for the first time, the profile pic above is your new roomate

Why are you using an umbrella inside our room? And why are deprived of colors besides black, white, and gray?

I saw Atlantis: Lost Empire for the first time the other day

Well, then watch Prince of Egypt. A good religious movie with amazing animations and badass songs.

Mao Mao's Archives

<sub>Ravaged by the Inferior Plagues and raising temperatures for the deserts of
Kalakum, Natubai was considered by nearby tribes as "The Wastelands of
Natubai." Of course, that did not diminish the remaining survivors of the plague.
When the plagues ended, those men and women began to rebuild everything.
A few years later, word began to travel all over the kingdom that new species
appeared at the coastlines. Since their landing, the king had been opened about
trading with them. And allowing some foreigners to join the military.

The older generations were stubborn about the king's decisions and started to feel
disturbed with foreigners living among them. And the religious of the Old Gods began
to detect the rise of the other religions, slowly killing the old religion. Everyone
wondered if the kingdom of Natubai would embrace the changes at the cost of his own
people and the old tradition or defend the old ways—resulting in a full-scale war with
the foreigners that are reviving the economy.

The future was unsure for the Malik and his subjects, but the priests always had a
saying: "No matter the times of difficulty and hardship, always remember the
forgotten lands of Albion."</sub>

Name
Natubai

Demonym
Natubain

Population
8.5 million

Demographics
WIP

Government
After the collapse of the old government, the peoples' quickly reinstated the dying royal family—the
Al-Jabri. Their three sons and four daughters all died during the Inferior Plagues. The husband,
Jareer, caught the disease and was confined to his bed. By luck, or what he called 'divine
intervention,' he survived the several times that the plague surfaced; however, he had to be confined
to his bed for the rest of his days. His beloved wife, Yamina, took care of him while getting married
to another family. The Suleiman family were wealthy nobles that took interest of the current
situation and decided to present a request. For the survival of Al-Jabri royalty, Yamina had to marry
the prince for the other family and take their last name.

With no other choices, they accepted and both families became one. Afterwards, the Suleiman adopted
an absolute monarchy. The family was still in power with their king, Youssouf, ruling the lands
during this period of time.

Institutions
WIP

Religion
The official religion of Natubai was The Old Gods, one of the many pagan religions in the world.
The story was told that Ultia, the God of Desert, one day made Kalakum Desert his home. Then one day,
Ultia and the other Gods and Goddess rebelled against the False God of the world. After months of
conflict, Ultia and his determined militia beat the False God and banished him to the underground
pits where Ultia and others would keep eye on him. Peace had finally come to Gods for many centuries
until the Inferior Plagues first showed up and caused the whole desert to become inflected.

To prevent from the plagues to getting underground, the Old Gods decided to seal off them from any
outsiders—including the followers. Once the plague died out, the Gods attempted to open the
underground back up; however, nothing happened. And that is where the story ended and no-one knew who
caused the seals to be stuck in place. Or who did it.

Eight-two percent of the population believed in the Old Gods before foreigners arrived. Since their
arrival, new religions began to decreased the percentage of the Old Gods believers from eight-two to
seventy-five percent within two years. The Priests were trying to stabilize the other religions by
pushing legislative into the government banning other religions besides the Old Gods. So far, their
attempts did not work.

Economy
The economy collapsed during the Inferior Plagues and the old currency broke as well. Once the
Suleiman took control and the plagues slowly died out, the government focused on the economy first by
reissuing the currency and making indentured servants legal. And giving the elite more power in
government to better manage the economy than the lower classes. The economy started to bounce back
and unemployment rates were going down. Then both Zymokar and Keva discovered Natubai and trading
between them began.

The economy massively increased as people began to work as traders and guards. And the nation was,
for the first, had resources beyond their lands in the form of coffee (Keva) and salt (Zymokar). In
return, the foreigners were trying hallucinogenic mushrooms for the first time as well. As for
religion, King Youssouf increased the amount of taxes collected from churches—which made the clergy
rightfully upset.

Geography
The Kalakum Desert was a hot desert that expands all over and no one truthfully knew where it ended.

Notable Locations
Mujil - The Capital of Natubai

Personalities of Note
WIP

Military
Troop Total
Army
Navy
Other

Other
N/A

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Once Partinax finished up the tour of the HSV Kharon, Rol'Naaris began to walk towards his room within the HSV Kharon. It had a year since he last was living aboard a ship and it was going to take time to feel comfortable enough. And he already missed Alexandria and the sounds of sand hitting his armor during a windy day while walking around marketplaces. He soon arrived at the engineering deck and made sure to avoid Octavio Tatum or Rol'Naaris was going to spend a half hour listening to pointless facts about the FTL drives. His room was designed for a quarian to take off their helmets and gear without dying. Once he set off inside the room, the doors shut and locked while he looked at the soulless room. He knew that he had to talk to one of the Spectres about letting him decorate it.

Rol'Naaris sat on his bed and spent a few minutes on his omni-tool device, looking up things to put into his room. Once he was done shopping, he got off of his bed and left his new room. At least it was private. But, he did not want to sit around and do nothing. He began to walk around the ship going from deck to deck, getting used to his new home. He noticed that the crew was mostly made up of turians. After all, the Kharon was a turian designed ship. Rol'Naaris were not bothered the overpopulation of turians as he kept on walking around the ship. Then, he ended up at the starboard observation deck.

It was a perfect place to relax and look at the darkness of space for the first time in a year. He was sitting on one of the couches and listened to the calm sounds in the background. Of course, his thoughts began to get the best of him. They were similar to what he thought back at the memorial. Those that he sent to their deaths started to haunt his thoughts. Even the sounds of nature could not suppress the thoughts. It was time to go back to leave this room before he did something embarrassing. He got up from the couch and started to head for his room avoiding the asari psychologist.

He began to breath in and out as he went to the elevator and waited for it to take him to the engineering deck. Once the elevator doors opened up, he got out and immediately headed for his room. Rol'Naaris needed to do something in order for the thoughts to go away; however, he did not know what to do. He waited at the door to his room opened and the quarian quickly entered. The door shut closed and locked itself again as he saw the storage locker. He learned how to field strip from his time with the Marines and knew that his sniper rifle needed a routine checkup. So, he began to work on stripping his sniper rifle, Equalizer IX.

It was more peaceful to be doing something rather than sitting around and listening to calm music. The thoughts mostly went away while he field stripped his sniper rifle twice. Afterwards, he pulled out his omni-tool and began to surf the extranet. Rol'Naaris waited until he either got bored or something else happened that made him stop. As long as he worked on his weapon, he did not have to think about anything other than making sure that it still works at the end of the day.

I saw Atlantis: Lost Empire for the first time the other day

That is a good movie to watch. Also, watch Brother Bear since it's also a great film.

A New World: Fate of Albion (RP will be remade; see OOC for details)

Sorry to say, but I have lost interest. Hope that this roleplay does well.

The American Spring: An Alternate Present RP

I am still here, working on a post.

would you sell your ability to dream for $100k

Wait a second. Didn't I report you for being a spambot, @catchamber?

The American Spring: An Alternate Present RP

And just like that, I have posted.