NationStates Jolt Archive

OOC: Just to let you know, i don't mean the literal 'Hell'. Hell is the 'region' i am in, and my 'sector' is Demons Below. Demon's are basically known as the 'politicians.' (hope you like that ^.^). It would be a bit hard to RP with people from the actual Hell. Oh, and damned souls are just the citizens. Hope you like the story, since i am kinda new to this.


Within the depths of hell, burning flesh of men seemed to be the resonating smell. Gnashing of teeth, such as the Bible warned of, was occurring more than ever. The world has begun to turn away from Him. Unfortunate souls has begun to pour into the everlasting region of Hell. It seems as if the world has gone array. Lord Regan was the head demon of the "Demons Below" sector of hell. He trained demons to go to earth and torture the world, full of the weak-minded....people who couldn't make up their minds for themselves. They have been achieving higher numbers consistantly in the past 4 years. The sector known as Demons Below now consisted of 5 million damned souls, and the number was drastically growing every day. There were also other demons trained to torture the damned every waking hour for the rest of eternity.

"It seems that we continue to grow towards epic proportions compared to the other regions of Hell. Why so many people?" asked Lord Regan.

"We've stirred wars, and rumors of wars between many nations, and we've caused much grief to others, so Hell is becoming a better choice to live with most people." stated the head Demon, Wyverne.

"Continue doing whatever it is you're doing. Our region is growing like wildfire." spoke Lord Regan.

"Wildfire.....ha, good one my Lord." cackled Wyverne.

Lord Regan is willing to open up relations with new countries.

Errrr, the nation of Samtonia is willing to open up diplomatic ties. Of course, we would rather not like to have our mortal souls sucked from us and cast into the deepest pits of the abomination, so please don't harm our emissaries. Oh, and don't let the church know of this. We'd be on a bonfire so fast that it isn't even funny.

Government of the People's Republic of Samtonia

"Mekanta will send one of our AI diplomats to your country on one condition."

"We wish to bring a ball of snow, to examine if there is any truth. We want to see what exactly a snowball's chance in Hell is..."

Errrr, the nation of Samtonia is willing to open up diplomatic ties. Of course, we would rather not like to have our mortal souls sucked from us and cast into the deepest pits of the abomination, so please don't harm our emissaries. Oh, and don't let the church know of this. We'd be on a bonfire so fast that it isn't even funny.

Government of the People's Republic of Samtonia


We will gladly welcome an ambassador of your nation to mine to discuss peace terms over a cup of extremely hot tea, next to a roasting fireplace.

"Mekanta will send one of our AI diplomats to your country on one condition."

"We wish to bring a ball of snow, to examine if there is any truth. We want to see what exactly a snowball's chance in Hell is..."

We welcome your AI diplomat, and agree to your ball of snow.


Oh, by the way, does your diplomat tan? He may get a little burnt here. It's quite hot, getting up to 120 degrees Fahrenheit.

OOC: Remember, this isn't actually 'hell', it was just a metaphor, but our country is one of the hottest places on earth due to its 'close ties' to hell.

Urr, The RESF sends one of our most heat-resistant diplomatics to begin negotiations. We shall bring a Legolasian leaf (our currency ) to see how long till it burns,

"As all of our diplomats are robotic, we would say no."

"Our transport is en route. It may take a while, given it had to slip past forces hostile to Mekanta currently attacking us."

Urr, The RESF sends one of our most heat-resistant diplomatics to begin negotiations. We shall bring a Legolasian leaf (our currency ) to see how long till it burns,

good..good. the more friends, the better.

"As all of our diplomats are robotic, we would say no."

"Our transport is en route. It may take a while, given it had to slip past forces hostile to Mekanta currently attacking us."

take your time

B U M P

The Church of Rather Convenient condemns the very existence of this place, and warns all parties that attempt to establish relations with this nation that only a fiery death will result from this.

The Church of Rather Convenient condemns the very existence of this place, and warns all parties that attempt to establish relations with this nation that only a fiery death will result from this.

OOC: Again, I said my nation isn't actually hell. It's a nation on earth that's really hot.

The Iron Fragment formally greets the new nation, assuming you do not steal into our nation in the night and destroy all of us (the Demons part would imply demonic behaviour). We would send an ambassador of some kind, however, with all of our nation being mechanized, our sophisticated mechanics would possibly not survive the extreme heat. Hell or pseudo-hell, they're both bloody hot. Also, considering our only export is timber, which probably wouldn't survive long in your nation, there are no possible forms of trade between us either. So you'll have to just make do with a hearty welcome.