Madame Unicorn
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Oh youuu. Yeah I don't think retconning this will work. You've made a lot of people unhappy. And the universe does not smile down upon you.
You're going down.
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OOC; Angela Spencer, your bullying tactics will not work. You have been warned.
IC: Annihilation votes NAY to allow New Anglica into Asia. We believe that an American nation with such an.. interesting background should not be allowed into a fragile region of the world.
Nice try, but no.
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"Decent looking guys? Well we have several nice looking escorts. They are fun. And you lovely, you could probably get anyone here. Yet, before that, would mind if we discuss something privately upstairs? Its a simple matter of diplomacy, that's all."
Constance smiled, finishing her glass of wine and placing it gently on the table.
"Yes, I'm sure I could find anyone here." She twirled around before smoothing down her dress.
"Now, onto diplomacy, shall we continue this discussion upstairs?"
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OOC: Two things.
One. Bump. Also, Why hasn't no one noticed Constance
Two. Acca, if you wanted me to RP the ball then talk to me.
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Aye to Minilla
No to New Cymru
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Constance smiles at the Queen and sips a little of her wine,
"Annihilation.. Is in the rebuilding stage. We will have a new leader soon, and a better country. I am helping the new leader to rebuild, and I'm sure we will be happy to engage in diplomatic and economic pacts in the future."
Constance looked around, her blonde hair creating a contrast against her figure hugging halter-neck dress.
"Any decent looking guys around here? I feel like letting loose and dancing and maybe having some fun..."
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“Now are you going to help me, or not?”
The old man stares at Constance. Normally he hates the sight of other people around him, especially young females. His eyes are narrow and seem full of hate. His arm is raised steady in the air as his hand is wrapped around his beloved pistol, aiming it at the young female standing before him.
Constance’s eyes open wide as this seemingly strange man aims his gun at her head, ready to kill her with a moment’s notice. She then smiles and walks toward the old man, the palms of her hands facing upwards. Her eyes are fixated upon the man the whole time, and as she stops moving, her hand moves up to push the gun down to the ground.
“Of course I’ll help you. I want to help make Annihilation a powerful nation. I want to honour Madame Unicorn’s legacy by...”
A loud cracking sound reverberates around the room as the old man slaps Constance.
“Do not ever mention that vile name in my presence ever again!” The old man’s voice is thunderous as Constance falls to the floor, half of her face red from being hit.
“I want to eradicate all memory of Madame Unicorn from this world. She was a pathetic leader, so weak and too polite for this job. Not to mention stupid. You must never mention her again. Stupid girl.”
Constance jumps up, her face still red and sore looking. She glares at the old man, who is now sitting at the desk. He looks up and smiles at Constance.
“Be a dear and go get me a coffee would you? I need to start looking at the current shape of this military and what I want them to do. Oh and by the way, you deserved that slap. But I need you because you know how the old government works. You know the people. Without you, this country will become nothing.”
Constance looks around, her mind spinning. She had just been slapped, and then the old man, her new boss, acted like nothing had happened. ‘What a weird situation I’m in...’ She thought.
“Of course, I will help you. I apologise for mentioning that name. I will not do it in your presence again. Whatever you want to achieve, I can help.”
The old man looks up, the papers now shuffled into piles ready to be read and categorised.
“Oh, and Constance, from now on you must address me as ‘My Lord’. Understood?”
Her back is turned to the old man, but as she reaches the doors, she turns back to look at the old man.
“Of course, My Lord.” The doors close with a slam as thunder cracks outside.
As quickly as the storm takes hold, the winds of change have already arrived.
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Constance sighed as she ambled her way out of the car and into the Tintagyl Hall. Here, all of the royal families, kings, queens, presidents were under one roof. It was then that she realised that not many people would recognise her.
Spotting the young queen, Constance walked over to her calmly and held out her hand, bowing her head as she made sure who she was representing.
"My Queen... My name is Constance Walker, and I am the representative from Annihilation. I hope you heard of the news of the passing of Madame Unicorn.. I am here to represent our new leader, who could not be with us."
Constance smiled, turning around briefly to pick up a glass of wine from the nearest table. This was going to be a long night.
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Upon receiving this letter from their neighbours, the old man decides that his assistant, Constance, should attend the ball. After all, she was the assistant to the late Madame Unicorn and may be able to get some information on this Daughter of the late Archeron Mykep.
"But... I mean, I don't really want to go.. I prefer to stay out of the limelight"
The old man turns to Constance and looks at her, his hands toying with his beloved pistol.
"Well m'dear, I'm afraid you have no choice in the matter. You will go, and I expect a thorough report on the other attendees when you return. We cannot afford to have this country subservient to anyone else in the pacific. I will not let it happen!"
Constance shrieks in fear and tears stream down her face, ruining her mascara.
"Fine, if it is for the good of *** ************, then I will attend this... Ball."
Constance turns on the heel of her foot, before looking back at the old man.
"You realise I'll need a raise in order for me to buy a dress and all the related accessories?"
The old man smiles and throws a roll of money at Constance. She catches it and smiles excitedly.
"Well, there you are. Enjoy yourself, but remember to bring back that information. I will let them know you're arriving immediately."
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To: The head of Acca Dacca From: ** ******* ***** Please expect the prompt arrival of a representative from the nation formerly known as Annihilation. Thank you
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Looking for any kind of trade circle that will have me. Pigs and Lead are my resources. Will move any colour to accommodate
(Currently in Aqua)PM me if you're interested!
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I bet they wont either.
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BR, where!?
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OOC: This is kind of a back story to my new leader's uprising... It'll be added onto as I set up a 'new Annihilation'
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An old man sits in a darkened room, at a dusty wooden desk. He looks tired and very dishevelled, his clothes are covered in mud and his silver hair is stringy and lifeless. His eyes, however, look alive, and full of a fire that would suggest that this man has gone through some hard times, and now wants what is rightfully his. He will fight for what is his.
The old man shuffles some papers around the desk, his fingertips dancing over the papers as he picks them up and reads them, smiling at the paper as if it were to smile back at him. He spends awhile doing this, muttering under his breath at the contents of some of the papers. The pristine whiteness of the papers glow softly in the darkness. The old man sighs, having spent enough time with the documents and slams his hand down on the table, before picking up his pistol, a GA 11mm semi-automatic, and grinning as he holds it gently in his hands, moving his fingertips over the barrel, checking for scratches or marks of any kind. The old man casts his eyes lovingly over the cold piece of metal before laying it gently down on the desk.
A knock at the doors to the room snaps the old man into reality. He brushes his hands down his worn clothes and stands expectantly behind the desk, his beloved pistol now at his side.
“Enter” his voice sounds like that of a powerful and important man. The door opens as a young woman enters the room. She looks scared, her eyes darting around the room before resting on the old man standing behind the desk. The young woman smiles and extends her hand, walking slowly towards the old man. He backs away, slowly raising his left arm to point the pistol at the woman.
“Who are you? Who do you work for?” His powerful voice quivers slightly as he aims the pistol at the woman.
“My name? Well my name is Constance. I used to work for Madame Unicorn. I used to help run this country. I used to be good at my job. Before the civil war. Now I’m just not sure.”
The old man smiles as the woman looks down at her feet.
“I’m thinking that I should probably kill you right now.” The old man’s smile widens. “Just like I helped to kill Madame Unicorn. She used this very pistol to commit suicide, you know?”
The young woman looks up at the old man as he lays the pistol down on the desk, her eyes wide with shock.
“You murderer! Why did you do that? Madame Unicorn had a son, and she had a future! How could you do such a thing?”
The old man walked around the desk towards the young woman.
“I helped her because she didn’t want to go on. She knew the people would not want her as a leader, and she knew that she could not lead Annihilation the way I can. I can make this country something to be feared by all, and respected by many. I can make this backwards hell-hole into a glorious and strong nation!”
The old man reached back to the desk and grabbed his pistol, aiming it between the young woman’s eyes, his fingertip light on the trigger.
“Now are you going to help me, or not?”
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Just so you know, Annihilation still exists, I've been busy but active. New RP should be going up soon.
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We thank everyone for their condolences. A government has been formed, but needs a strong and courageous leader. We have intercepted reports that the leader of the former Glorious Aotearoa, LeVentNoir, is hiding out somewhere in Annihilation. The Ilamese Guard has been sent to find him.
We will update the world with news as it comes to hand.
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OOC: Guys, I'll be RPing a new leader.. Haven't figured out who yet. MU was boring me
Thanks, in the form of bottles of wine are being sent to the leaders of the world who have expressed their condolences at the death of the previous leader.
May she rest in peace.
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As people sit down to enjoy their evening meal, television sets across the country of Annihilation flicker into life, as they tune into the official news network. A well dressed woman with long blonde hair sits behind a desk made of polished wood and stainless steel. She looks up, gravely, to inform the nation of it's news.
"My fellow citizens. Today we must bow our heads in sorrow, and believe me, there is no way to tell you this. Madame Unicorn, our dearly beloved leader and icon, passed away. Actually... She committed suicide."
The blonde woman looks down, and the viewers see a single black tear run down her face.
"Madame Unicorn was not available to us for many months, and people in our fair country did not like this. Civil unrest, we believe, caused her to go insane. This, coupled with the sudden loss of her son, made her life empty and void, people believe."
"However, we must remember Madame Unicorn for the better parts of her life. We must remember her as a great leader. Infrastructure and social security was among her big projects, and her government carried these out smoothly and efficiently. The government has fled as a result of the civil unrest and protests, and a new government is soon to be announced."
"Rest In Peace, Madame Unicorn. You will be loved, and missed by all. Forever."
The news stops, as the TV set goes black. The announcement is over.
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Madame Unicorn runs into the meeting room, panting hard and holding her chest before sitting down.
"We vote 'Aye' to all votes. There is currently civil unrest in Annihilation and our government is no more. The people revolted and soon there will be a new government in our place. I must run, gentlemen. And ladies."
Madame Unicorn looks up and down the room, before smiling. She holds a gun to her temple and @#$%^ the trigger.
"If my life is not filled with politics, then my life is no more."
A loud gunshot is heard. Silencing the room.
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Yeah so okay, I attacked him on IRC. I apologise for having an opinion because of his actions which, at the time, I thought were unjust and childish. Words that were heated were exchanged. And I believe I might've overstepped the line.
(I'm nice, really
)So yeah, I apologised, it's all cool.
Doesn't stop me from arguing with you if I think you're wrong or acting stupidly.
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January 2011:
“The world is a different place. Devastation and chaos are everywhere. Slowly, countries are emerging up out of the destruction and we will return the world to glory. I want to help this happen. I want our children to grow up happy and strong. I want them to know that our world is a better place. I believe I can help make this happen. I have contacted Steve Irwin and by popular vote, we have seceded the former states of Victoria and Tasmania to create a new country, for a new tomorrow. That new country is Terra Australis.”
Dr. Michael Stevenson looks around at the park below him, where supporters have gathered to hear his official statement as their new Premier. He smiles, and raises a fist, yelling with a strong, clear voice that booms out over the crowd.
“For a better today, and a brighter tomorrow! Terra Australis!”
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As mentioned on IRC, I now 'own' the states of Victoria and Tasmania.. I call them 'Terra Australis'.
Thank you
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As Terra Australis has not formed a recognised state (OOC: Essays up to my ears), the Leader of the nation, Dr. Michael Stevenson will send one his 'diplomats', Anna Jackson, to the meeting in Canberra.
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Welcome to Today's live feed from the Annihilation News Studios
My name is Cleo Alexanders, and today, on the 14th of September 2009, marked the 30th birthday of Madame Unicorn. As such, the government has seen fit to give everyone in Annihilation a day off in order to commemorate our great Leader's birthday, and also to spend needed time with family and friends.
That's all from me today, stick around for more information as it comes to hand.
OOC: Yeah, my news thread, didnt want to dig up the old one. Also it's my 20th today (14th), I thought I should share it with ya'll
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Annihilation is appauled by the actions of both Carthage and the Empire. Yes, we realise that the Empire is a part of the pact and they are our brethren. However, we find this argument to be petty and non-sensical. We joined this pact because it promoted peace and unity without giving up something we value so much.. Our sovereignty.
Now, what's interesting, and what concerns me, is that we have had intelligence reports suggesting that Nagato has tried to claim some land that was owned by Buryatia as a protectorate, which they did not consent to giving. Basically, Nagato stole some land, and is now trying to apply for AUP membership. I suggest we deny him membership until he can get some land the proper way.
OOC: Seriously Sargun, leave it alone man. You're not doing yourself any favours by complaining just because you're bored. Your OOC is annoying me.
(Currently in Aqua)
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Yay Nuclear Irresponsibility
in Open National RP
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Okay. So the level of interest is indeed over 9000.
One does not simply retcon their way out of Mordor.
So why should we let some situations be retconned when others can't be?
That's totally not fair. And should not happen.
Retcon for one, then we must retcon for all.
But hey, let's not retcon. It's a silly idea. Niko must be made accountable for his actions. ALL of them.
Kthx.