Sadko

Lunacy C-9

Yes, I'm quite scary with my bursts of excitement sometimes.

The man lie low in his room. His notebook was torn apart by it's own creator. It withered away because it's own god destroyed it with his overwhelming and terrifying creativity. The man dug up dirt from his nails, and flicked them off to the corner of the room. A strange creature buzzed around and bumped into the lightbulb. Light flickered like fire, danced like snakes. The what seemed to be a mechanic fly fell down, and it's noises died off.

The mind crippling work poured into the lifeform which was no bigger than a candy died off as quick as it was given birth. The giant, huddled before the strange machine with it's lights flickering from blue to orange, stroked his shabby, brown hair. Beep. He felt a little uncomfortable, edged a little closer. A small glance at his pinky made him turn back in an instant. "An accident?" He spoke to himself, but adressed to the machine recording him. "No, haha. This is the jokes of my fellows over there back at security division. Especially that brute, Maxim." He spoke in a funny eastern european accent, his swollen, tired eyes pacing around the room. "They didn't throw this mess on the floor on accident, that is because they mock me."

"But I refused to clean it, said they should help me out instead of playing this stupid game, and in response.." he needed not to explain the aftermath, just looked at his bandaged finger. A ragged sigh scattered across the dimly lit room. He stared at a strange contraption of sorts that he kept innovating. He started creating the strange thing some time ago, mostly out of boredoom. The only thing he was conversing with was this stupid, recording machine. And he needed a friend, oh how he wanted someone to help him out. His whole life was working, sleeping, eating, and being picked on. He slowly felt the meaning of life fade away from him. It was slowly turning him paranoid, depressed. But he found his hyperactivity when it came to making the strange contraption. He felt he was making a friend. The rational thoughts left him after he finished working, all he would do is create and create and create. It was his small world he loved with all his heart. And for as he felt like a king, he began to question the reality.

He began thinking.

Lunacy C-9

LET'S GET THIS GOING!

Lunacy C-9

I would like to play a male survivor with some basic technician skills, strange life philosophy, and a slightly questionable sanity. Generally he would be very easy to frighten, handy at some times, and yet very much could fight if he wanted to. He's not the sharpest of all, being void of any social skills, can easily crumble under pressure, but will strive to survive, even when there is no chance in doing that. He's stubborn at all times and it's really either good or bad, whatever the situation is. Having a difficult childhood with a bitter taste of rejection, he has never seen his father. To go through the traumatic process of poverty, he de-railed from the right path and began to steal, but became unsuccessful at it and shortly after gave up on that.

Colonial Powers NRP

Oh man this is so turning out great.

Colonial Powers NRP

Thanat Shamash sighed, writing some documents. Kamm Kutuk had a hunting accident and lost a finger, which brought many grief, but the colonial affairs were much important than that. With no time for divine rituals, Kamm basked in the political and social problems of Kamalao.

Empire of Khan

Most Eminent Zhou Fu,

I must say that I am extremely sorry for the delay, but also I must say that, your requirements may be fatal to the many money we have poured into the colony, and as such if those conditions are forced on us, It may be considered an act of war, one which will be condemned in all of the international community. But to prevent the blood to be spilt, I hereby extend a trade agreement to the Empire of Khan as it will be benificial to Khan and Kamalao.

I'm glad to finally write to you,

Kamm Kutuk.

Instantly, many men we're mobilised, trained, armed, sounds of guns being trained on the ranges boomed through all of the colony, which was named Airavata.

Councilate of Arbasses

To Councillor Marcus de Happself, Leader of the Councilate of Arbasses.

Even though we do not endorse of organizations such as the Commerce League, we do indeed fear that Khan is oblivious to our western ideologies and ways of politics, extending unfavorable, grave conditions. We fully approve of creating a defensive coalition against the Empire of Khan to be strong against the possible foe. And while we are at it, we would like a secret arms trade to get more modernised equipment.

Sincerely,
Kamm Kutuk.

Colonial Powers NRP

We should just, make a big natural disaster happen in the middle of a civil war evil coup, so we can raid it all.

Colonial Powers NRP

We could sign a temporary truce to piss off the natives.

Colonial Powers NRP

Khan is really fucking asking us to become his vassals? That's like asking for a war.

Colonial Powers NRP

Alright, Khan doesn't have guns, muskets, bombs, right?

Colonial Powers NRP

ERGHH THIS IS NOT GOING TO DO YOU ANY GOOD, YOU VALMISH SCUM >:(

let's get those posts rolling brothers