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No time for anything these days. Oh well. Colombia will be one day, as will conquest of the earth by Grand Eurasia.

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Mount High Noon, special chamber Without much effort, Mafuta managed to convince his children and wives to leave their abode. Of course, with such loyal family whose names are numbered? Starting with pinates pocos chicos uno a diaz, going on to poca gorda bocada chicas once a diecineuve, than joven bocados viente a treinta, along with his wives vieja pero dulce mujheres uno a seis. Finally there is Mufata himself, gordo bocado ocho. (However, Mafuta tends to be the name he sees himself as having, which incidentally means oil). Quickly Mufata found out that convincing his single dimensional children and nondescript wives whose personalities Mafuta viewed as different, despite thinking incredibly similar and acting homogeneously based on Mafuta's own behavior, to be the easy part. Pushing open a door normally shut, using help from his bocado jovens, managed to break open the wooden door that stood as a barrier to the outside world. Yet the stone embossed door way Mafuta and his wives, than children walked through turned out to not lead to anywhere green. Instead, the outside world proved to be dank, dark and disorienting with their uneven, stepped stones. Little light shined down the dark, cavernous tunnel. The darkness didn't dissuade Mafuta, instead made Mafuta want to wander further into the darkness, oblivious to what could be beyond the veil. Dark Cave Tunnels A couple of his kids cried, but Mafuta told them to quiet, the children complying on hearing their father's word. He is the rooster of the flock, and so it is that Mafuta pushed onward, despite not seeing anything at all in the dark corridors. With the absence of sight, and the smell of ash only touch and sound found use by Mufata, his six wives and thirty children. The light from his little home faded away, and the whole family from the tiniest chico to the biggest muhjere found themselves shrouded in darkness, relying on feeling their way through the dark corridor. "We no go back fat morsel man?" Vieja Pera Dulce Muhjere Cinco asks her husband. "No." He states, as he felt his way forwards, the walls claustrophobic in size, increasingly so. "I want to go back home now!" a Joven shouts. "No." Mufata tells the Joven, feeling his way forwards stubbornly. As far as he concerned himself, the only way at this point is onward- surely there must be a light at the end of this dank, rocky and smelly corridor! The rocky floor hurt the feet, but not incredibly so. The rocks did make their mark on the bottom of the bare feet everyone had. Why, the only clothing everyone in Mufata’s family wearing being cloth tunics that are worn pretty much since birth, handing down the smaller tunics to the little children while the adults had the big ones. Some of the tunics obviously are undersized, others oversized and all universally dirty. The dank corridor started to get colder. “It. It cold. Can we please go back mafuta?” One of the boys asked. “No.” Mafuta, again, replied to his family. Too determined Mafuta found himself, as well he didn’t even believe he could go back at this point. Five minutes of walking down the corridor and in darkness for most of that time made him lose his sense of where his home even was. However, Mafuta continued to believe he would find light again. The ground started to rumble and shake, tiny rocks fell from the ceilings on a couple of the kids bruising arms and shoulders. “I wanna go home!” a couple kids cried. “NO!” Mafuta shouted. “We never will go ba-“ Suddenly, a massive hand ripped through the ceiling of the corridors, a hand five times bigger than a human. Light flared up, overwhelming the family as six of the kids suddenly got crushed by the back of the corridor collapsing in, the tunnel in front of Mafuta caving in. Suddenly coming into view as the corridor begun falling apart, a massive eye, 2 feet in radius looked down upon the family. Everyone found themselves stunned in shock at it. Mafuta the instant he saw the beast nearly fainted, several members of his own family fainted and one of his wives having a heart attack, mercifully dying before the monster begun to even speak. Massive the beast’s lair- carved out in ancient times by civilizations lost to history, glowing from the starry ceiling full of massive glowworms that could entrap a human and the luminous pools of water. Serene beauty it proved to be. Mafuta saw something truly spectacular. Not green, but cobalt and stony, the glowing environments however paled away as the massive monster came more into view. Mafuta’s jaw dropped, his eyes completely fixated in the conflict of shock, awe and dread. Since he knew the second the monster came into view that he minus well be dead. Pale in horror, Mafuta begun to worry about his family, the only people he knew from birth crying to them “I should have listened!” repeatedly and inanely, “I should have Listened!” “My advisers told you that by leaving you threatened your whole family.” Bellowed the beast, his voice echoing throughout his lair, the ground rumbling at its very speech. It is the landlord of Mediodia, better known as the beast of Mediodia.
Aaron you gotta love the spaceship. It go Right. No sound in space. But hey look at the aliens aren't they so cool? Though yes, sci-fi is a pretty common genre in NRP. Not sure if it is dominant dominant since other genres show up pretty frequently.
Actually on second thought imma drop. Sorry guys and goblin faced peoples.
Note: is not in RP anymore. I dropped.
Name: Gaga Googi Age: 14 Gender: Female Abilities: Things she draws come to life. Personality: She is pretty level headed and very spiritually minded. Bio: Left in a dumpster at the back of a pizzeria, Jaji had to make up her own name due to not really remembering the one she was given. She eventually was found on the streets at the age of four and was sent on her way to an orphanage after she drew a turkey that came to life and got hit by a car. Her unique magical ability would have her sent on her way to an orphanage instead of to a news station for some reason. Like seriously, you'd think a girl with magic wouldn't be an orphan at all, but alas it's the world we live in! She doesn't know much words.
Mount High Noon Mafuta with his six wives and thirty kids seated themselves at the massive table. Shabby and square, with beige coloring and grey triangles patterned throughout and stained from some of the young-lings spilling their chunky soup all over this table is the same table Mafuta his entire existence has seen. The same chunky soup every single day. The rocky walls, the wooden stools everyone sits on, all the same in what is a quite claustrophobic abode. There was a place for everyone to sleep, a place to eat and a place to release the black and yellow bile. Mafuta, chunky a man weighing 210 pounds and only 5' 3" in height found happiness in only his kids and wives, who have been with him as long as he can remember. But Mafuta found the life he lives incredibly boring. The landlord of High Noon however insisted he stay, telling him that he is safe in this little abode hidden away from the rest of the landlord's fiefdom. That he threatens his whole family by wanting to be outside his abode. Yet, at the age of thirty with six wives and thirty children and living the same boring life since birth he had to see if something really was out there, to see if there is more to life than eating chunky soup, having sex, pooping and sleeping. So, knowing that leaving by himself would threaten the whole family, he decided to do something completely revolutionary: He would leave his house with all six of his wives and all thirty of his children. And it will be awesome! (sorry for short post, it's incomplete)
I take it there is no singular Point of Departure in this RP?
So in recent news area's will still have the same resources as they do IRL, and areas will also have relatively the same population as they do IRL, although I will allow for some variance. This is mainly to make it easier on me to keep track of certain things and settle arguments better. Edit:And I have a map, but I need someone to do editing. And while you do have a lot of freedom in creating your nation, please keep it at least somewhat serious.
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The Congo is a pretty high resource potential area with a growing population at 75 million in our world, and the congo was a total mess for decades in our world with Belgian princes cutting people's hands off and the kelptocracy. If the Congo kept itself together (like, Belgium leaving a couple decades earlier and having the most hyper-competent human to ever live running things for a couple decades) they'd be a considerable force in the world today, likely with a higher population due to not becoming a failed state and having quite a few resources. Butterflies can wreck some shit on how things turn out in the span of a several decades. I am not sure what your PoD is however.
Alright, here's the revised app sheets, along with the guidelines in one place: -In order to play the RP, a player needs to have at least a organization or character app. Using other app types depending on their nature (for instance, a sentient ship) may suffice. -Species, ship and lore apps are completely optional. -When it comes to species, a player may have only one planet to have intelligent life originate. -Application sheets are dynamic, therefore never are actually 'complete'. As a result, a incomplete application is acceptable by the GM and you can IC without a complete application as long as you've been accepted. -Due to the dynamic nature of applications, do not be afraid to rewrite a app to meld with other player's creations. Organization //////Name of Organisation: /////Emblem: ////Alignment and Type: (Corporation? Cult? Terrorist Group? Smugglers? Peacekeepers? Also their alignment in terms of being for or against the hegemony.) ///Leadership and Structure: (the leader/leaders of the organization and the command structure your organization operations by. Base of operations should be mentioned here as well.) //Tech, Products and/or Equipment: (What sort of technology does your organization make use of or produce?) /History of the Organisation: (their history from conception) Extra: --------- Species //////Name of Species: /////Home Planet/System: (information on where their species comes from) ////Appearance of Species: (the biology and physiology of the species, written information is recommended.) ///Cultures/civilizations: (Native civilizations/cultures of the species. Feel free to expand as you see fit; if other players add cultures to your species you should probably add them.) //Native Ecosystem: (Anything about the ecosystem in terms of flora and fauna of note. This section is optional) /History of Species: (History of the species from evolutionary modernity to present day; hegemony contact is a given) Extra: ----- Character //////Name: /////Species: (the species- for instance if your character is a Jalilu, human, robot/android or something else entirely) ////Appearance: (What your character looks like from a physical standpoint. Written information is useful) ///Affiliations: (organizations or local systems they affiliate to, if applicable) //Assets: (Personal gear, augments and so on) /Biography: Extra: ----- Ships/Crafts/Shuttles (optional app, mainly for detailing shuttles, the kind that are in space. Ships that sail in the sea are seaships.) ///Name: //Role/Purpose: (the use of this type of ship. If it's a personal ship, feel free to specify here.) /Information: (Specifications, history, pricing/availability and so on) Other: ----- Lore (generic app type for things that don't fit in with the core categories, like for instance making a culture, historical event, a planet and so on) ///Name: //Type: /Information: Extra: =============== Current thoughts: -The Kk'rash and the hunting organization I like. However some written information on their physiology/biology would be very useful. The picture gives the idea of their species well, but I am unsure how they function or their relative size. I suspect there's many tribal groups outside of the city-states, but i;m not going to scold you for not mentioning them. -The Ordo pretty solid. Gowia, if it's okay with you I may make their asteroid base orbit the jovian planet Laysari orbits instead of Laysari itself.
Since we are in interest check (OOC will be this weekend) I'll voice my current general concerns about the applications on the whole. What's with the lack of detail on the assets? I find numbers meaningless in a and am unsure on what kind of tech is being used. I was more or less thinking of personnel/ship types and their lore with assets when I saw it. I'll lead by example and post my own app this week to show what I mean. Is it due to uncertainty of tech level? Should I define some baseline hegemony technology?
Shall the Democratic Hegemony of the Kongo be world police?
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