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Foreign Minister, Dudz Douglas had this to say: You damn kids! OOC: Yeah, I'm still here. It's just that college has taken up a lot of time.

We again vote for the Grand Republic of Texas, and we know they will make good neighbors. OOC: Huray, I'm doing things!

If it makes any difference, and it probably should considering our giant border, we support the United Peoples of Texas.

your request has been received, after this crisis is over prepare to rock out with your socks out!

From the desk of Dudz Douglass Foreign Minister of the glorious republic of New Andromeda To: all world leaders Dear World Leaders, Sup all, it's your main man Dudz Douglass here to promote my new world tour and stuff. Like President Cruz keeps complaining that our country isn't as revered in the world as it is back at home, so I'm like "hey pres I can go make a world tour with my comedy act, maybe that will make people like us more." So then President Cruz was like "Woah man you just blew my mind with your awesomeness right there, of course you can do that!" So now I just need you leaders to sign up for this tour. If you don't I might just show up anyway and bug you until you let me in. Hope to hear from you all soon. May the force be with you everyone, Dudz Douglass

Confirming that I own New Mexico.

Like most high school kids his age, Harry Fischman loved the New Andomedan national sports of fencing and kendo, heck he was one of the best at every style of fencing and ranked number one in Kendo in the entire world. After barely winning a regional fencing championship in Roswell, he decided that he needed intense training for the upcoming world championships. So, he packed his bags and went on a week long retreat into the desert of New Andromeda. When Harry found the perfect camping site, he decided that he could fit in a little foil target practice before sunset and proceeded to strike at a pillar shaped rock. After about fifty strikes, the rock started to crack and crumble and a strange blue glow came from the cracks. Harry then started to hammer away at the rock with his tent hammer until a strange glowing runed pillar stood before him. "What the heck is this?" Harry muttered to himself Suddenly a strange cloaked man emerged from the pillar and let out a deafening roar. "Who-Who are you?" whispered Harry "I am a..." "Alien?" questioned Harry "No, I am..." "Bigfoot?" Questioned Harry. "Nooo, I am..." "Santa?" Questioned Harry quite stupidly "NO YOU IDIOT, I AM THE PERSONIFICATION OF ALL BATTLES UPON THIS LAND! And from the looks of it my boy, you are quite the swordsman." "Yes sir I am." "Good I've been seeking out a worthy warrior for some time now, and I guess I found him. Now my lad use my pillar and smelt it down into three swords and I will endow them each with a warring force of nature." So as the spirit commanded, Harry smelted down the strange pillar and made three swords: a Rapier, a Katana, and a Scimitar. Harry took the finished products to the spirit and set them down. "Good blade choices my boy, now for your reward. First off the rapier, it's quick striking form and need for fast reflexes makes it the perfect candidate for the destructive power of lightning. Next the Katana, its infamous reputation of its slicing abilities are chilling to say the least, therefore it gets the freezing powers of ice. Finally the Scimitar, it's intense form and fierce fighting spirit demands for the power of fire. These powers will become activated upon your command, and before I forget I have one more gift for you, a suit of armor made from the same metal as the pillar, it will amplify your speed, agility and strength. Now my prophet, go forward and use your powers to become the greatest warrior this world has ever seen!" Harry then donned the armor and ran back to civilization to fulfill his master's wishes as the new hero BLADEMASTER!

To the Tahoe Republic From the Desk of Dudz Douglass Minister of foreign affairs, Glorious republic of New Andromeda Woah dude, I thought we were cool man but this is like totally bad and stuff. if you wanted land for yourself, you could have just like asked nicely and chances are that you would get what you want. Besides dude, you like never proved that you owned the land, how would you like me taking california and like saying that it's mine just because I felt like it. Pardon my french but you're being a big poop right now. Yours Angrily, Dudz Douglass P.S. What's the huge deal with some lousy little islands, are there aliens or other New Andromedan religious figures there? If so we want live samples.

"Umm...Umm...Umm I don't know, but he will 'cause he is the bestest dog in the entire world! I even guarantee that he's smarter than most of the people in this house! Isn't that right buddy?" "Arf Arf" answered Baxter contently

"He's not my dog, he's my best friend, and his name is Baxter!" asserted Jimmy. "And besides, he might help me win the competition"

Jimmy followed her into the kitchen with the hopes of his favorite sweets in his head. "Thanks lady, my parents usually don't let me have junk food. They say it makes me hyperactive whatever that means. The tail-like object in Jimmy's bag began to shake as soft whimpers and whines came from the backpack. "Hey, can you shove some ham or bacon or something into my backpack so it will stop complaining?"

Looking tired from the long flight, little Jimmy Raymes stood up and said his first line of the episode. "Umm, hello, does anyone have any candy for me? the scary producer man said that there would be some for me in here." Little Jimmy was also carrying a suspiciously oversized bag with what appeared to be a tail sticking out of one of the corners...

Name: Jimmy Raymes Age: 12 Sex: Male Date of Birth: February 6, 1997 Education History: just started 7th grade Family members: Dad, Mom, Sister, Baxter the dog Profession: Student/paperboy Religion: Jedi Significant Others: Girls are yucky Sexuality: no thank you Hobbies: legos, video games, fencing Personality type: shy, childish, immature Goals/Aspirations: to be an astronaut, or a pokemon trainer What they are looking for in the Big Brother House: candy Why they are here: won an essay contest and was forced to go Likes/Dislikes: Likes: candy, toys, swords Dislikes: cooties, bullies Vegetarian: no Picture: here

From the desk of Dudz Douglass Foreign Minister of The Glorious Republic of New Andromeda Woah man, PenIsland is like totally awesome. You know what would be even awesomer, if you started the Pen15 club in your nation. The lulz would be epic. May the force be with you my main man, Dudz Douglass

Nation Name: New Andromeda Nation Type (government): Republic Nation Ruler: President Thomson Cruz Ambassador: William Smithe Wish for embassy in your nation: No We would also request that the ceilings be covered with a layer of tin foil due to personal beliefs.