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Kappan wrote:

I wish someone would make another RP that I can tag along with, 'cause I'm currently creatively bankrupt.

u wanna be a moose farm hand? It may involving milking.....

yea...

You guys make me jump through hoops though just to get started, I've got to say. I'm still not done registering myself properly as a wage slave.

Greetings!
*Sips Apple cider*

Your imaginary friend wrote:

GOP has decided to visit Kappan because she wishes to gain insight into its particular religion and relevant customs... She's spent most of her life in her home country and is at the moment facing a bit of an identity crisis and wishes to resolve it in travel. In true Imaginary fashion, she first talks to everyone she knows who is knowledgeable about Kappan in order to perfect the language and understand its culture better. Then she gathers together a reasonable wardrobe for a 16 year old in Kappan (which is what exactly?) and sets off towards the country in a small sailing vessel along the coast of Custadia, sending a letter in advance to Pope Saul XVI of her decision to visit his country.

Deep within the recesses of the inner sanctum of Devotion, the rhymic clicking of Derby shoes on hard tile resounds to indicate the approach of the small framed messenger. The dim lights of a few candles mask the expression of the pope, much to the dismay of the poor messenger. "Holy father," the messenger began, before waiting for the Pope to raise his gaze up. When the great man finally lifted his chin, the echo borne of the messenger's voice was still resounding. Coupled with the ominous lighting and the hard stares of towering guards, the tension in the room unnerved the messenger before he could even relay his information.

In a bid to leave as soon as possible, the messenger nervously stammered out his report, repeating himself. "Holy father, the nation of Your imaginary friend has requested a visit to our glorious nation. Under the orders of cardinal Gabriel, I have delivered this note directly to your holiness". The messenger nervously shuffled through his courier bag, inadvertently crumpling the letter in the process, before pulling the paper out and stepping closer to the throne to deliver it to the pope's waiting hands.

As the letter left his hand, the messenger looked up, in a bout of courage, to discern the pope's expression. In an instant, the atmosphere changed.

"Guests? How long has it been since an important foreigner has stepped on our shores? Glorious days!" Saul beamed as he stood from his chair, forcing the messenger to quickly step back in shock. 'His Holiness' leaped from his chair with astonishing dexterity for a man who was almost a centenarian. All of a sudden, the room seemed a lot brighter. But before the messenger could even comment on the change, the pope made for the exit, with two guards following silently in perfect sync behind him. Just as soon as he had begun moving, he quickly came to a stop and turned to face the messenger, and indicated with his hand for him to follow.

"These two aren't much for conversation see," he pointed his thumb towards the two guards and chuckled softly. Despite the heavy helmets both guards wore, he could almost see them roll their eyes. "Would you mind traveling with me to Ira to welcome our guest? Oh, sorry, could you give me your name too?". The sheer impulsiveness, joviality, and borderline comical behavior made it incredibly difficult for the messenger to comprehend that this, in fact, was the pope. Yet he projected an almost irrefutable air of authority around him. "Your Holiness, all you need do is ask. My name is Dominick,".

its legislation like this that makes nanbaric want to leave the wa for good

Currently taking bets in the TSP Fight Club and Toy Emporium!

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Shout out to all our nations who just got refounded.

Your imaginary friend wrote:

Oh dear, someone's finally come to break through the corruption that is LazCorp, eek.

Anyway, welcome back to the game! You seem cool... except that you don't like Old Town Road by Lil Nas X?? Gah, what's wrong with ya man? =P <3

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I'll respond to your post later today Kappan ^-^ Gotta go do breakfast things and some hw first.

You should replace it with "Cheeseburger in Paradise"

Sneyland can you please open the baby moose petting zoo? And give our visitors baby bottles to feed teh moose. :)

Android sneyland can you please follow me into that barn over there? Yea... that dark barn on the edge of the farm.

*reloads shotgun*

e____e don't worry, it'll be short.

Tubbius and Mrs. Tubbius are enjoying caring for babies of Their own, feeding and cleaning and playing with the eternally baby princes and princesses, all of whom have their own plush, baby moose dolls.

His Adiposity and Her Maternity are dressed down for the occasion, wearing just a Tubbra and a Tummy Sling each. Why wear a lot of clothes when a fussy baby might mess on them?

Cianlandia wrote:

Shout out to all our nations who just got refounded.

_{THEY SHOULD HAVE STAYED DEAD!}

_{...THEN AGAIN, IN 8 WEEKS TIME THINGS NOT STAYING DEAD WILL BE COMMONPLACE.}

Speaking of Lady Zaharra, the Living Nightmare, has returned from a much needed rest in a parallel timeline. Her reign of sometimes perplexing and baffling behavior will now resume.