NationStates Jolt Archive

Imagine this, a square... a large square... which is called... Red Square. Original yes? There were Rosians here, Fodians there, Hamptonians over there in that small corner... alone... yeah. And maybe some Orlians. And who are these nationalities? Romans! Big fat Romans! Well, not fat some are skinny and buff, but you get the point.

Anywho.

It was a party, a celebration of different cultures. Kiosks lined the giant square and at the middle of it all was a statue... a statue of Augustus! Whee! Well he was the first Roman emporer. But why all the happiness and things?

Well to tell you the truth, we're not really happy. With the collapse of the.. Old New Roman Empire the remaining member states were left to pick up the pieces, and it was alot to clean. Sure a new Government was in place but there wasn't even opposition for God's sake! Thus the plan:

Make a party wilder then a French Versaille 18th century orgy (which is pretty wild) and attract many foreign states to the Empire with... sex! Hot dirty nasty sex! I'm kidding! It's really just a party, a happy party! Happy happy happy.... happy.

The invitation:

To: ________________________
From: The New Roman Empire

You are codially invited to attend a celebration of the ages. There will be
food, drinks, and just a wild romp! Anything goes. Dress code? None! But shave if you are going to come nude. It's a new law now. Security will be
provided so no weaponry... at all. When does it end? We don't know we don't
have the budget to write that down. Hope to see you there in Red Square.
Rose City that is. The capital.
The Roman Foreign Ministry

Now let's see if a party actually occurs.

(OOC: Just pretend you're already there and stuff.... yeah. Oh and join our
region :) )

"Whoa, check this out!" The oldest member of the University of Medicine pointed at a half-naked statue of Venus. "My gal's boobs are smaller than this chick's... Fucking freshgirl..." As he, in his drunken state, motioned to touch the statue's boobs with the excuse of "wanting to feel how polished the marble was", one of his former freshmen dragged him back to the place where the other students were, on what was supposed to be a seminar in a foreign country....

OOC: My nation is run by college students.... Btw, which region should I join?

The infamous Senator Ziller, Hamptonshire's Foreign Minister, stood below the statue of Caesar Augustus. He looked around and just loud enough for those few people already gathered said, "So this is one of those legendary Rosian parties I've heard so much about. If it gets any more exciting I may have to yawn."

Gabrielle de Faux stood alone, picking at the food which was situated on a table by the side of the square. She had been chosen as Htrae Miseria's ambassador, and now she wished she had have used that extra ticket to bring a friend. Who knew that she would find it this hard to find conversation? And so it was that she turned to the food. It made her look as if she were occupied, instead of standing dully by herself in a corner. But then...maybe she should approach someone, instead of waiting for them to come to her? She shrugged her shoulders, as she let her gaze wander. A smirk crossed her lips as she watched the college students for a while, before turning back to the food. She was glad for the creation of food. It gave one something to enjoy when boredom reigns.