Hello everyone. Not many of you may know me, not many of you may care. If you do not care, I ask that instead of laughing, crying, flaming, trolling, or what-have-you, just leave. This is your warning, I am old, boring, and don't frankly care what you think.
The man waits a while, watching a few disgruntled observers decide that it's best they leave, and then continues.
My name, is Asriel Belacqua, as many of you probably know. I became a leader on this rock at approximately 5:48:25 PM local time on August 29, 2006. Since that time I have not grown much, nor become a prestigious leader, nor a strong nation capable of showering gifts numbering in the billions of dollars to my allies.
What I have done though, I feel, is greater than those actions. I have been a leader of a small group of friends that I would now not give up for the world. I have become allies with people I never thought I'd care about, and have endured many hardships with these friends, helping them through theirs, and them helping me through mine.
I have learned to realize the importance of (ooc) "This is a game, have fun" (/ooc). I have learned the importance of small people, small actions, and even smaller punishments for mistakes.
Many of you are saying, "Why should we care?" "Who are you?" and other such questions. Frankly, you'd know why you should care, if you knew who I was. As for who I am, it is unimportant, for I really am nobody.
I just simply wanted to celebrate my 1000 days in a way that (while it may be unoriginal), seemed large enough for the occasion, so I put it here.
Here's the part you all love and hate, the people who made it possible, my friends, allies, comrades, and just simply, "mine." - The people I'll look out for no matter what.
Holyone: You have taught me many things, too many to be listed, and have been a good friend for as long as I've known you. Keep up the good fight, Forever Blue, Forever NAAC, as it should be.
NAAC: As a whole, the rest of you, rock. Quite simply, you made this game fun for me, and I keep playing for you guys. All ex-NAACers, feel free to rejoice that you kept people wanting to play this game, even 2 years after the alliance itself left.
Veneke: You, more than you know it, helped me get through my many terms in gov't, and helped me stay in CN when I didn't want to anymore. Most of all though, you've been a great friend, and I know I can count on you when I need some help or advice. Keep it up.
Browncoats as a whole: Best alliance group I could think of. Sure, we had our pitfall at the end, but up until then, we were golden. Everyone hated us, but we kept trucking anyway. You are all great friends and I know that I am proud to keep my coat Brown and keep thinking of our "boat" that we had.
Chimaera: Even if you are at the bottom, you're not the least important. You have also been a great friend, and a persistent recruiter. (which I hate you for btw <3 ) Keep living the dream you crazy cat.
There are many others who know they should be here, but I do not want to bore people, just know that if I have reason to talk to you, you're important enough to know that you could be put on this list, because I don't talk to many people.
Asriel Belacqua moves slowly back from the podium, and reaches into his coat pocket. Out of the pocket comes several flat squares. As he opens the first one, it reveals itself to be the old flag of the National Alliance of Arctic Countries. He puts this one on a pole and gives it to one of his personal assistants who is standing nearby, then starts opening the second square. It turns out to be the flag of the late Browncoats alliance, which he also puts on a pole and gives to an assistant. The last square he starts unfolding shows itself to be the flag of the Imperial Assault Alliance, which he proudly puts on a pole, then carries it personally out of the room slowly, with the other two following behind.



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Tl; DR: "Yes, I do feel old, thank you for noticing."
-Asriel Belacqua

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