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We again vote for the Grand Republic of Texas, and we know they will make good neighbors.
OOC: Huray, I'm doing things!
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If it makes any difference, and it probably should considering our giant border, we support the United Peoples of Texas.
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your request has been received, after this crisis is over prepare to rock out with your socks out!
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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
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Confirming that I own New Mexico.
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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!
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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.
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She nodded. "I see. How wil he do that?"
"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
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"You brought your dog with you?" she whispered in his ear.
"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"
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IC: Theresa, shaking her head and laughing silently at the drunken and drug-induced antics of her housemantes, finally noticed the kid.
"Uh, guys, let's at least try to watch our language, OK?" she said, indicating Jimmy.
"Come on, kid," she said, gesturing for him to follow her to the cupboards in the kitchen. "I'm sure we can find you some candy. They probably stuffed this house full of junk food," she added with a wink.
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?"
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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...
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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
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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
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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.
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Economy
In the Glorious Republic of New Andromeda, two specific resources make up the majority of our economic income: Oil and Tourism.
Oil
Oil from both the Permian Basin and the San Juan basin make up the majority of our oil production. New Andromeda is one of the leading oil producers on the North American Continent and is ready to export.
Pictured: A typical oil rig
Tourism
Roswell, the capital of New Andromeda is a mecca for all sorts of alien conspiracy theorists and other crazies. Luckily we are a government based upon these conspiracies, so we are able to profit on these tourists that we allow in. We are able to make so much revenue by selling alien themed souveniers that are less than adiquete quality.
Pictured: A typical piece of garbage ($19.99)
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As many of you may know, today marks the 62nd anniversary of the attempted landing of the Grays outside our capital of Roswell. If you don't know, then the government in your country is trying to cover it up. Unfortunately, before they could complete their miraculous mission here on our planet, their ship crashed. Today forever mark the day where the magnificent space men tried to visit us, and we rejoice and hope that they will come again. Massive parties erupted all over New Andromeda, as we remember how lucky we are that we were chosen to be visited.
As for the request, we send it to Tahoe. In your lands, there is a military base called Area 51, and in there, in hanger 19, you have the remains of the aliens and their ship. We request that they be given to us, so we may study them and try to learn the true purpose of our visitors. Seeing as your government is probably infiltrated by Greys, we can understand your connection, however, the craft was meant to land here for a reason. We assure you, we will take good care of it.
Remember, they are real!
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From the desk of Glorious President Thomson Cruz,
Dear anonymous friend,
Thank you for this suggestion, but I am afraid that we will have to deny this request. Although this is the ideal candidate to lead our nation, we are sorry to point out that even the greys, lizardmen, chupacabras, and bigfeet combined can't just come and tear the fragile and complicated world of politics apart like this, it will be too conspicuous and the general public will certainly notice their existance. Your candidate will have to wait until the next election to infiltrate our government. Best of luck!
Klatu Barada Nichto,
President Thomson Cruz
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Politics
We are a republic, meaning that we hold elections to decide the leader of our government.
A new twist on this is that we believe that all major world leaders are either evil aliens or evil lizardmen, and our leader is no exception. So we've decided why not let our leader be the most evil and the most like an alien. This fact has led to some very interesting campaign posters...
The next major office that is as far as we know not run by aliens is the foreign minister. He is appointed by the president most likely for his evil alien agenda. Without further ado here he is
Dudley "Dudz" Douglass, foreign minister of New Andromeda and self proclaimed 10th level battle-mage. In his youth he graduated from the acclaimed Roswell high school in the top 95th percentile. He was also voted "most likely not to succeed" in his class. It is still unknown as to why Cruz selected him to be foreign minister, but who are we to argue with an evil alien president.
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The Glorious Nation of New Andromeda and our alien overlords smile on this transaction, but you better protect that goat from chupacabras.
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Our glorious flag (try to find the hidden symbol)
The center of the known universe
Official Name: The center of the known universe and all other parallel universes; home to greys, bigfeet, lizardmen; and other paranormal creatures, the glorious republic of New Andromeda.
Government Type: Republic
President: Thomson Cruz
Capital: Roswell
Larger Cities: Santa Fe, Albuquerque
Official Languages: English, Spanish
Minority Languages: German, Tongues, Ebonics
Major Religions: Scientology, Nuwaubianism
National motto: It's a Conspiracy!
National Anthem: Lizardman Symphony
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Update.
Anything I missed needs to be resubmitted, including anything on page 31.
This is my claim
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New Mexico has always been a mecca for aliens, bigfeet, lizardmen and other paranormal beings. With all of the beings, come the conspiracy theorists that are obsessed with them. With that said the nation of New Andromeda claims independence and sovereignty in this new world!
And remember, Klatu Barada Nichto! Stay classy.
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The country was in total anarchy. Pro-Terrorist forces fought pro-government forces in the streets. All remnants of the government have fled the lands, and the Terrestrian Empire has fallen. The emergency Archdruid Crazyleaf has led his supporters out of the land, where they will travel the world to hopefully find a new home. Before he left, he divided his land in two. He gave the west to Rebel Army and the east to Marscurian Pakistan, in hopes that they would be able to return peace and stability to its residents.
The leader of the Terrestrian Druids, Crazyleaf
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I got Mudd's permission and I plan on rerolling my nation to start this new one
Taking over New Andromeda
in Fantasy RP (IC)
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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.