Firstly, you know me as Craven.. I didn't really intend to use this as my name it was actually part of a noob mistake involving multiple nations..
but lets continue.. this is a part of the rules we had to agree to
>_> There went my plan
I was really looking forward to threatening every single one of you.. I mean how else will I get you to read this?
I guess I could harass you with vulgar, hateful, and maybe profane language... oh wait I can't
Moving on... Firefox spell checker
I have a huge problem.. i met a another ant and he keeps telling me that i shouldn't work for the queen that i have a"individual" self.
I do not understand this word but he makes me feel special and not so alone.
What do i do?
Spiders. They think they're so smart, with their web-spinning and camoflage. I've got news for you, arachnids; you're not smart, you're lazy. You sit on your fat abdomens all day long, just waiting for some dumb fly to blunder into your web.
Call me stupid, will you? Let me tell you readers about dumb. This morning, I gathered up a bunch of ant corpses and stuck them all over my carapace, then headed for the spider encampment. I walked right up to one of the sentries - the fool didn't even real
It took me almost a full day of my life to get there and back, but I finally got to the Red and White Checkered Oasis I saw from the tree where I was stuck. It was really weird walking with these bouncy rubber things under me, but I finally figured it out. Kinda have to swagger a bit, but that works for me.
Anyhow, by the time I got there, the birds *shakes mandibles at the sky* had picked over everything pretty well. I found a great pool of sticky sugar though, and I am going to present it
Even though Ghostlin had lived a good part of my life in the Aqua sphere, I didn't know much about the Mushroom Kingdom. As my plane departed Taurit and three layovers later, I found myself in the Republic of Jutland, wondering two things: could I get something to eat soon, and would the Princess in the castle I might visit?
I was ushered by a press secretary to a car, with the windows slightly rolled down. I smelled the sweet, sticky wet growing of the psychotropic mushrooms that this confeder
We are a magazine devoted to getting the personalities with in the groups of CN. It is worth noting that the opinions contained there-in are the opinions of the folks I interview and not necessarily the views of their alliances.
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Each interview will be laid out like this:
1) Introduction from the reporter (I may poke jokes here, b
We thought we were maybe just stressed out from all the dung cleaning, but no...
OMQ YOU GUYS, HALF AN OATMEAL CREAM PIE!
Totally leaving a scent trail back to the colony. There don't seem to be any spiders nearby or anything!
I watch my fellow ants go off to fight and wonder what it would be like to fight for the colony. Think of the adventures I could have! I imagine some band of misfits could use a strapping young ant like myself to march along and inspire the troops with my poetry, songs, and essays. Maybe we could even sneak inside a home and make off with some sheets of paper and a bottle of rum so I could get the full "author" experience. It would be interesting to witness these bizarre acts I hear about above
There is a lot of talk going around the colony. There is a lot of talk by certain ants of disposing Queenie. Of course there is always this sort of stuff being said - but this is different. Everything seems alot more dangerous in this talk. I'm pretty scared. I guess I'm not the only one who feels this way. Queenie set up a new agency - The Secrant Service. Scuttlebutt says that they already made #4423 and #2998 "disappear". #7 got a promotion. He's now Supreme Commander of the Secrant
Maybe it's the hangover talking, but there are too many followers around here, just marching in lockstep and blindly following the paths of others, never wondering where any of us are going or why. How can we all just follow each other? Someone needs to lead, and that foot is me.
Revolution discussion at the water cooler after lunch break.
Yeah, didn't really get chance to post yesterday. #7, we are pretty sure it was #7, said something to us and we were suddenly making us do all kinds of crap chores. Literally, crap chores. We've never cleaned out as much dung as we did yesterday.
Damn #7 and #7's glossy hide!
Its ok though, it gave us a lot of time to think. There is this whole movement going on and we're not sure if we should join. Really, we're just trying to make it here and #7 and the fat !@#$%*, I mean Queen aside, the
It seems some members of this colony are managing to avoid the rebuilding efforts in the upper levels as well as the action topside.
In particular, #1662 remains deep in the nest on Queen duty. Some job, fitting the Queen's new carapace every time She gains a microgram, or births another brood of egg sacs. I guess #1662 is SOOOO busy, she doesn't have time to let us know what she's been hearing in the Hidden Chamber.
And has anybody seen #699 lately? Ever since the war started with the Red
As the work of rebuilding damaged sections of the nest continue, on the surface there are conflicting reports regarding the conflict with the red ant colony.
It appears our side is winning the battle, despite the entry into the war of a nest of spiders, and several rouge wearing rogue insects.
Here are the links to the latest:
Massive Casulties Reported in Spider Offensive
A Grunt's Life
Discovery May Lead to Future of Unlimited Food
We have this video report on the latest in the fight aga
This is where I assume the general introduction to me occurs:
I'm a 19 year old relatively straight sophmore who attends Stony Brook University out in Long Island. I major in Political Science. I would give my first name but seeing as its not very common I fear I would get stalked again. (Long story short some 14 year old girl, at least I hope it was a 14 year old girl, once stalked me on an old forum when I gave TMI)
I was born and partially raised in New York City. My parents divorced when I
With the new hex done most of the workers are moving food from the upper stores down to make room for the casualties. These are ants we've all known and now they're coming in with their detached antenna in their mandibles and legs left on the battlefield. I get news from #4091 about the tides of war from the outside as we continue our tunnel making and repairs. One of these days it will be over.
First blog entry, after coming back into Cybernations.
So, where shall I start? Well, first of all, I'm f'ing tired, so this entry won't be as long as I had hoped, and my blog might not be as fancy as some others. Oh well, I can fix it tomorrow.
So I came back into Cybernations. Not many noticed my return, as expected, but I do still have some friends around, most notably Delta1212. I made the mistake of giving myself a bad nation name, and a bad ruler name, so I decided to restart....only
CDS-The Early Years
The nation of The Empire of the North lead by The Big Bad entered Planet Bob 829 days ago. Shortly after my arrival on the black team I received a recruitment message from the Coalition of Darks States. I was complete noob and had no idea how anything worked. But I learned and I learned quickly. I was able to get into battle in my first few weeks with random raiders and rogues. I learned I liked war. I tried my hand at a few things in CDS. I tried recruiting - I did w
Wiggled around some today. I am can't wait for my mandibles to grow in. I bet they are going to be huge! I am going to keep eating plenty of Queen's jelly to make sure.
I don't like how #1623 keeps watching me. I think he is just jealous.
General ordered nearly 20,000 to their deaths. I was but one survivor in an attempt to infiltrate a spider nest. I'm not into war by any means, but the tactics were stupid. Why would we march directly towards a spider nest? It doesn't make any sense! And why are we doing it in the first place?
I was in the middle of the line, being protected on all sides and this is probably why I am still alive right now. 19,999 fellows marched themselves to death, the webs of the arachnids were too strong. We
