NationStates Jolt Archive

Not so very long ago the hardy, healthy people carved Davislyvania from the unforgiving wilderness.
We battled Great White Sharks (which, for some reason, seemed to be terribly dependent on the forests..) and forged a glorious Empire.
We set our sights on technological prowess, and on feeding the people with high-protien cheese and providing fine vehicles for all.

But that was just the beginning. Our mandatory military service served us well in our quest for survival. Mandatory voting ensured full support of the Emperor and his policies, and our policies on crime made the nation safe for the patriotic citizenry.
We began our own Region, but quickly abandoned it as the advantages of allegiance became clear. As members of The British Empire we flourished, gaining in influence. (we hope)

We have used our industrial capacity to arm ourselves and work towards taking the Solar System for our own..our Dominator-class Star Destroyers are the top of the line and carry our Benevolent Emperor's will far and wide...

Now, we stand poised to become the finest home to freedom and commerce in all of Creation, in the name of our Lord Jesus and the Emperor!
To the World, to the Solar System, and to the Galaxy, our motto rings pure and proudly! ME FIRST!

Eric looked up from the latest news feed and shook his head, "Bollocks," and went to get some coffee.

"Emperor Darius, seems theres another upstart stealing the spotlight from Nili..." The secretary stared over at him, past the dozen armed guards at every corner of the room.

"An upstart eh? Sounds fishy... I'd like him shot, whats this guy's name anyways?"

"Uhh..." The blonde haired woman quickly pulled up a slip of paper and showed it to him, "Jesus sir. Hes teamed up with some emperor..."

"Hmm Jesus eh? The name sounds too familar to be a coincidence... I think hes sided with a few other empires as well... Well send out a few bounty hunters to find this guy and assassinate him, just like that Gahd guy I keep hearing about."

"Aye sir..."

And thusly, four small space cruisers jetted off from planet Catharsis in search of the yet another enemy of Nili to assassinate. They would soon be joined by a television crew, a genetically engineered aracnid, and a mime. Unfortunately, chances were they would never return from this mission, and they would no doubt become yet another statistic of the assassins sent out by Nili.

Commander Jaxx paced the bridge of the star destroyer Brittania, a satisfied smirk wrinkling his features. Bounty hunters indeed! Their ships didn't last ten seconds against squadrons of TIE Impalers.
He keyed the entry to the ready room and told the door he didn't want to be disturbed.
Settling into his couch, he called up the National News.

"Good. Crime is down." he muttered. "People seem to be getting dumber though." He shook his head. Not good..idiots make poor ship crew.

He reached across to the small fridge and pulled out a rare bottle of Molson Ice, cracking the cap with a small hiss.
"No matter." he told the walls. "We need ditch diggers too."