I do want to note Clock, its humans only. I want this to be more Pseudo-Earth rather then fantasy

I do want to note Clock, its humans only. I want this to be more Pseudo-Earth rather then fantasy

*Silently shelves plans for communist neko prettyboy*

one day.

I do want to note Clock, its humans only. I want this to be more Pseudo-Earth rather then fantasy

Don't worry I know, what I mean by notDwarves is that they're really industrious people with a hard on for mining and stuff and can make some really impressively large things.

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*Silently shelves plans for communist neko prettyboy*

one day.

"We must free the kawaii from the chains of capitalism and let the massive have unrestricted access to kawaii and nekomimi!"

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"We must free the kawaii from the chains of capitalism and let the massive have unrestricted access to kawaii and nekomimi!"

Communist Neko Australians.

I mean come on here, this is gold people. :p[

More details before a full sheet comes out:
Alfrasia is based off of Victorian England, except less religious. Tech wise, we're talking heavier-than-air flight, mechs and steamtanks. I'll imagine they get to the New World by traveling west rather than east.

Also, steampunk gatling guns.
*quietly orgasms*

Tech wise, we're talking heavier-than-air flight, mechs and steamtanks.

Basically par for the course and what I suspect literally everyone else will also have

Also, steampunk gatling guns.
*quietly orgasms*

Also par for the course.
Minus the orgasms.
*gives tissues*

Communist Neko Australians.

"Excuse me."

"It's pronounced purrrrrletriat."

You don't understand. When I say steampunk gatling guns, i don't mean steampunk gatling guns like you're thinking...
I'll just let this peice of writing detail it for me:

Four-barrels of empire-forged brass-titanium composite capable of putting out ten score bullets per minute in the direction of whatever poor fucking sod was at the other end of it. Armour-piercing, mercury-tipped, hollow points, every concievable type of ammunition could be hooked up to the spinning barrels and sent thrumming towards your enemy in a deafening drone of firepower.

Hamberly picked up the machine, the two handles smooth and polished from use, and gently rotated the barrels, before shrugging on the thirty-pound backpack that was needed. Carefully, he unrolled the length of bullets, the brass tumbling through his fingers and slotted the length into the side port, before taking aim at the dummy across from him.

A soft whirring sound started up, building in intensity until with a throaty growl he first bullets were spat forward. Each explosion propelled the intensity of the next, and the barrel started to heat, each thump heating the barrel up more and more until he sat it down, the steaming metal hissing upon contact with the damp earth, the dummy now nothing more than a few stray whisps of grass, splinters splayed across where the figure had stood.

Zaskar's tech....

Well.

They shall be my mecha-tanks.

They will know only war.

They will feed upon the blood and tears of the bourgeoisie.

They will be the iron will and steely muscle of the people.

In great armour shall I clad them and with the mightiest guns will they be armed.

They will be the people's bulwark against Terror.

They are the Defenders of Communism.

They are my Mecha-tanks and they shall know no fear.

You don't understand. When I say steampunk gatling guns, i don't mean steampunk gatling guns like you're thinking...
I'll just let this peice of writing detail it for me:

Four-barrels of empire-forged brass-titanium composite capable of putting out ten score bullets per minute in the direction of whatever poor fucking sod was at the other end of it. Armour-piercing, mercury-tipped, hollow points, every concievable type of ammunition could be hooked up to the spinning barrels and sent thrumming towards your enemy in a deafening drone of firepower.

Hamberly picked up the machine, the two handles smooth and polished from use, and gently rotated the barrels, before shrugging on the thirty-pound backpack that was needed. Carefully, he unrolled the length of bullets, the brass tumbling through his fingers and slotted the length into the side port, before taking aim at the dummy across from him.

A soft whirring sound started up, building in intensity until with a throaty growl he first bullets were spat forward. Each explosion propelled the intensity of the next, and the barrel started to heat, each thump heating the barrel up more and more until he sat it down, the steaming metal hissing upon contact with the damp earth, the dummy now nothing more than a few stray whisps of grass, splinters splayed across where the figure had stood.

Ehh, I've seen worse. Its basically a four barreled rotary cannon with alloy ammunition with the standard variety special rounds with some more flare at a high RoF

Zaskar's tech....

Well.

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I bet a 6-pounder that they actually do know fear.

,

Not on a computer. I'll do so in a few hours.

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I bet a 6-pounder that they actually do know fear.

I shall tender the following response.



Turn the tables on the oppressors.
Storm the castles. Burn down the mansions.
Take by force what is rightfully yours.
Bring the King and Queen to the guillotine.
Raise their heads for all to see.
You’re free.

A brand new day has finally dawned. Let the bells of freedom ring!
No more kings and no more gods. Let the voice of freedom sing!

I'm also not at my laptop so I'll be sure to stake a claim tomorrow. For thee Ever Queen! !!

The glorious capital of Zaskar, methinks.

Currently on my Laptop, so I can't make claims. When I'm able to I will lay claim to an area on the map.

Prepare for a NotOrthodox Church!

Currently on my Laptop, so I can't make claims. When I'm able to I will lay claim to an area on the map.

Prepare for a NotOrthodox Church!

Out of curiosity, what's the difficulty with a laptop? I struggled with using paint at first (touchpad), but I've discovered some handy tricks that may be of use to our laptop-using members.

Currently on my Laptop, so I can't make claims. When I'm able to I will lay claim to an area on the map.

Prepare for a NotOrthodox Church!

pixlr has an online notPhotoshop you can use for free