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@Sep
Approved! You can drop them in the Char tab and start posting IC whenever

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@Irredeemable
I see the changes you've made to the Matuvistans! It's probably a good thing they have a navy now (You're free to start posting as them whenever)

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_{Addressing: @Raylah}

Oh, why, oh why couldn't they install a holographic bartender? The ECU uses holograms for everything these days. Back home, they're replacing social workers and servants by the millions. But no, no, up here in space, it has to be authentic.

Hans watches helplessly as a half-dozen already buzzed soldiers pour into his bar faster than whiskey. He starts to sigh, but before the breath can get halfway out, another half-dozen follow them. But this time, moving a little more like wine. (He's been working such long shifts lately, it's impossible not to think in terms of alcohol any more.)

"Whaddya got?" one leans his sweaty arm against Hans' clean bar table without asking. "Hey, I said whaddya got?"

Not enough pay to deal with this, that's what. He'd quit, but any other job would be the same; Oligarchs have a way of ending up in charge of all the businesses. The ECU is technically capitalist, but Hans has learned, you need 'noocratic permission' to use any of the recycled Bezian resources, or anything from the freshly terraformed land. Together, those two happen to comprise 100% percent of available resources on New Hollywood. So without permission from a high-up Oligarch, there's just no way to start up a new business on your own- and then you end up working on a bar in the backend of the Sol system with a bunch of foreign soldiers looking like they wanna wreck all your hard work cleaning it up.

"Mate," Hans smiles, adopting his personal favorite Old Australian accent, "we have about every drink you could ever want for. 16th Century Italian Champagne, 20th American Moonshine- not for the faint- an imitation of Roman Empire spirits, English Beer..."

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_{Starring: Martina}

"So what do you... believe?"

"Many things. Our predecessors, perhaps in too many things."

"What do you mean?"

"The early Mixtists, you know, their name comes from an Old English word, 'mix.' They accepted almost every Old Earth faith as true in some sense or some other, and tried to smash them all together. This is what made the Noocracy angry with them. Made them chase us out of the cities. Earth religion never had such a unity, so the ECU will not accept it now."

"But why? Isn't unity good?"

"Maybe. But New Hollywood will not have a thing which Earth didn't have. But besides, back when I was still young, we were... over-enthusiastic. Living out in these ruins has made us more discriminating. Perhaps every faith does have some echo of the Truth. But- but- there can still only be one Truth. It is our mission to find it."

"Oh."

"Yes."

"...Can I join you?"

The old woman looks at Martina Ward fully in the eyes, not for the first time since they've sat around this flickering fire. "Of course you can, dear."

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I'm actually gonna hold off on my interest at this time, I think I won't have time as I'm working out my schedule. Sorry

@Dark Cloud

No problem. I'll hope to see you around in the future.

(And if you do, the ogre idea is cool. They'd be the first nation to be totally non-human by the time the Gateways reopen)

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@Dark Cloud

Hey, respectfully, I feel like you didn't read the OP. Or maybe you only skimmed it. It's been 300 years since Earth fell, not millions, so millions of years of inbreeding would not be plausible. I'd like to ask that you read the OP before you continue, since it might lead to you creating a nation that wouldn't work in this context. (There's a specific backstory to this RP, about Earth collapsing and us being its scattered colonies.)

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@Dark Cloud

No limit on which races can exist. One dude had vampires. Someone else had horrific mutants with claws and teeth that did not resemble humans at all.

However, your colony was founded by humans from Earth, so you'll either need humans to be a continuing population and the others as aliens, or create a story in which your humans are transformed into the elves/ogres. Basically, you just need to explain how you got from a colony ship full of regular humans, to a world with elves and ogres.

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@Irredeemable
It's approved!

But, you may want to remove the one-liner under population where it says "This might be a good place to insert a flag or other representative image" if you're not going to use one.

Also, in the military section, you only talk about ground and aerial combat. I assume this means they don't have ships?

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@Ekreture

Been a while, my dude. I might have to consider you to not be in this RP anymore. I hate doing that, though, so if you post anything in the next 5 days, or just come to me and ask to stay in, then you'll still be in the RP.

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_{[Starring: Kayla]}

_{(Addressing: @Crusader Lord)}

Kayla laughs out loud. "Of course, of course I'd be glad to see your vessel!," she sends back. She's already imagining it like the parties of politics back home- food, social puffery, alliances and betrayals, holograms...

Oh, no, these people probably don't have holograms, do they?

"I'll bring some holograms!" the Oligarch adds on. She's been looking for an opportunity to mess with the new micro-projectors. The ECU has been trying to perfect miniature projectors for years, sneaky little devices that allow holograms to be projected outside of Suites. They've seen some success back on New Hollywood- she hears they even wow'd some foreign whoevers from some place called Salome- but never before have they been used in the way Kayla now intends to use them.

Before waiting for a reply, she slips back into the engineering subsection of her cruiser and hunts down a micro-projector. There's only one on board, but she's sure nobody will notice it's gone. Then, back in the Captain's Quarters that aren't technically hers (but nobody was willing to argue about), she sews it right into the fabric of her dress. It's only a few centimeters wide- a little metallic circle- and it fits perfectly into the shoulder area. Okay, okay, it's a little bit of an awkward bump, but it won't matter. When she presses it like this...

The micro-projector lights up, an odd blue aura glowing from her left shoulder. "Hologram: dog!" the Oligarch happily commands, and lo and behold, an adorable little dalmatian puppy is suddenly at her feet.

It works! Oh, wait til the Zetans see this one!

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_{[Starring: Tanaka]}

_{(Addressing: @Taeryn)}

The ECU Embassy is a busy, busy place tonight.

First of all, the recent declaration of a blockade has sent the staff into a position of heightened security. In these early days of Human Reunification, the term that the Noocracy is now officially using, nobody can yet be sure who to trust. The Undefeated, perhaps, but even then only perhaps. So, for all that the New Hollywoodites value presentation, measures are being taken. Discreet scanners and locked sidearms hide behind curtains. A silent alarm system is rigged to go. And, of course, the newly (roughly) programmed holo-protectors are only ever as far away someone shouting "Hologram: protectors!"

It's still not all enough to make the Liaison feel prepared. Since being stationed here, Tanaka has felt more vulnerable than he ever has in his life. Maybe it's just being so close to enemies- how far away are the Zetans right now?- but he's nervous. Even the usual holo-programs haven't calmed his nerves. So instead, for the first time in his life, Tanaka is using work to relax. How strange.

"I am Ambassador Katrina Gupta, Appointed representative of the Federal People's Republics of Auriga..."

He's been analyzing this message for half an hour. For all that Tanaka suspects people don't think he's the brightest Oligarch in the Oligarchy, he understands language. Not in the head sense, but the ear sense. He can hear the flow and rhythm instinctively. This Liaison couldn't tell you what an adjective is with a plasma pistol to his head, but yet...

"...to those who have come together in this Meeting Place around our shared place of origin, and to any and all beyond."

Any and all beyond? Do they only mean human colonies who haven't come to the Meeting Place? Or does this message of love include even aliens? Tanaka's gut tells him it's the first one, but his brain worries it's the second.

"On behalf of the proud and free workers of Auriga we welcome all who would greet us in peace and friendship to share in the fruits of our labour and the infinite possibilities that lay ahead of us all now we are once again free to traverse the stars as true brothers, sisters and others of humanity."

That's a little more comforting- humanity. They don't sound to have forgotten it, the way some have. But what's this about shared labor, free workers? There are some Oligarchs who won't like that talk. Tanaka prepares to mention it in his report to Heralds.

"On Behalf of all of Auriga, I wish you all the heights of joy, through all misfortunes."

A diplomatic closer. But one that hints, even if it's only a hint, that they've gone through some misfortunes themselves. Enough that it came to mind for their initial greeting to the galaxy. Alright.

Tanaka decides that's enough study. For all his nerves lately, he's still the explorer at heart; he wants to see these people. It's a bit of a walk across the large station, but when the Liaison at last reaches Auriga's new office, he's glad to be requesting entry himself. They have a lot to talk about.

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Hello. Sorry shout disappearing. I was caught up with some personal stuff. I will get back to my nation app.

@Creedmoor

It's no rush, my good dude. Glad to hear from you.