Erisian chaoates
19-10-2007, 01:58
Co-Empress Cynthia Arianet looked out over the resplendent capital of her nation, beaming with pride, the multi-colored dress she wore outshone only by the blush burning in her cheeks. Her nation had finally managed to pull it's head out of the sand and acknowledge the world beyond. How excellent it would be to see all the new and interesting things that a million other cultures would no doubt provide. The young blonde was practically giddy!
Suddenly her revelry was disturbed by the door to her chambers opening, a tall brunette decked in a ceremonial black leather dress uniform. "Co-empress Leonora, is that really necessary? And must you look so severe? We're opening our borders! It is a time of happiness and celebration!" Cynthia exclaimed with all the wonder of a small child presented with some exceptionally shiny toy. Leonora revealed a thin, calculating smile. "I am excited, ten million nations and ten million victories await us on the battlefield, I feel it only fitting I should meet those who shall provide our goddess with fresh blood with the dignity of full military dress. Not that you would know about such things."
"Oh, you're silly, we're small yet, you can have your fun LATER dear sister, now is a time for uninhibited joy! Come, let us take to the stage and get this show on the road! If we don't hurry the party will run out of steam before we've even been at it a week!" And with that, they exited onto the grand credenza to their respective mikes, the imperial coat of arms in the background. The contrast between their moods was as subtle as an atomic weapon.
Across the nation, T.V.s flicked on, orgies slowed (Few actually managed to stop) and in the combat arena that comprised one 8th of the nation's land, mortal battles ground to a halt. There was a twinkle in Cynthia's eye as she began Loyal subjects and citizens of the world! she beamed in a voice that made the peppiest cheerleader sound depressed by comparison. Her co-ruler continued for her, in the voice of a general instructing her troops. "We have decided to open our borders to international trade in order to increase the variety of products and services available to our people. Trade goods are as follows, we have a massive supply of..." Suddenly she was cut off by a half-whining, half-pleading tone. "LEEEeeeEEEeeeEEE! We agreed I'D do this part!!!!" A sigh was audible from the austere woman's podium. "Yes, yes of course, go on then."
"Ok people, here's the deal, Eris has blessed us with GOLD! Lots of it too. And we're willing to sell or trade it for things we don't have! Come on, you know you want it, it's SHINY. Oh, we also have some oil and natural gas surplus, but we need almost all of it. We use it for fires and other important things!"
"Are you quite done?" Leonora asked, obviously annoyed. "Yes." The blonde replied, busying herself with inspecting the grasshopper that was inexplicably attracted to her podium. "Good. Back to business, if any of you are tempted to invade by my co-ruler's obvious incompetence and general bubble-headedness, I assure you, fully half the population..." "A third" "A half." "A third" "A HALF!" Cynthia giggled. "You're so fun to rile up." "As I was saying, one half of the nation belongs to one of the warrior cults of our nation's religion, and almost all of them fight to glorify the Goddess in the arena in their spare time. So if you want to invade, know that we love fighting, and revere bloodshed."
"But don't let that dissuade you, we truly want to find loyal friends in the world! Please send a delegation, you won't be sorry! Well, unless one of them overdoses on something... but that probably won't happen." And with that parting comment, the two empresses walked off the podium. Someone standing near them would've heard conversation regarding whipped creme that would make the dirtiest old man blush.
((OOC: I may ditch the color thing, I just wanted to differentiate between the co-rulers. 1st, they aren't actually sisters, so don't get all offended by implications of incest or what have you [also, they were just talking]. 2nd Yes, it's a nation entirely devoted to the Greek Goddess of chaos and discord. There are thousands of factions (Most very small) regarding exactly HOW to worship her in said nation, but almost all of them do worship her. I'll write up a factbook soon hopefully. So I'll reserve the post under this one and then everyone can respond however they'd like. Just please don't invade us or something. Honestly, we're tiny, and I'm not going to be an idiot and go "ZOMG I pwnt you with nukes" so please respect that I can't defend my little nation ICly just yet. Though you're free to condemn them. Hell, they'd probably enjoy it. Oh, and before you ask, I have been on NS before, but I fear my old nation deserves to remain dead, at least for the time being. [No, I didn't break any rules, it just didn't have much influence]))
Suddenly her revelry was disturbed by the door to her chambers opening, a tall brunette decked in a ceremonial black leather dress uniform. "Co-empress Leonora, is that really necessary? And must you look so severe? We're opening our borders! It is a time of happiness and celebration!" Cynthia exclaimed with all the wonder of a small child presented with some exceptionally shiny toy. Leonora revealed a thin, calculating smile. "I am excited, ten million nations and ten million victories await us on the battlefield, I feel it only fitting I should meet those who shall provide our goddess with fresh blood with the dignity of full military dress. Not that you would know about such things."
"Oh, you're silly, we're small yet, you can have your fun LATER dear sister, now is a time for uninhibited joy! Come, let us take to the stage and get this show on the road! If we don't hurry the party will run out of steam before we've even been at it a week!" And with that, they exited onto the grand credenza to their respective mikes, the imperial coat of arms in the background. The contrast between their moods was as subtle as an atomic weapon.
Across the nation, T.V.s flicked on, orgies slowed (Few actually managed to stop) and in the combat arena that comprised one 8th of the nation's land, mortal battles ground to a halt. There was a twinkle in Cynthia's eye as she began Loyal subjects and citizens of the world! she beamed in a voice that made the peppiest cheerleader sound depressed by comparison. Her co-ruler continued for her, in the voice of a general instructing her troops. "We have decided to open our borders to international trade in order to increase the variety of products and services available to our people. Trade goods are as follows, we have a massive supply of..." Suddenly she was cut off by a half-whining, half-pleading tone. "LEEEeeeEEEeeeEEE! We agreed I'D do this part!!!!" A sigh was audible from the austere woman's podium. "Yes, yes of course, go on then."
"Ok people, here's the deal, Eris has blessed us with GOLD! Lots of it too. And we're willing to sell or trade it for things we don't have! Come on, you know you want it, it's SHINY. Oh, we also have some oil and natural gas surplus, but we need almost all of it. We use it for fires and other important things!"
"Are you quite done?" Leonora asked, obviously annoyed. "Yes." The blonde replied, busying herself with inspecting the grasshopper that was inexplicably attracted to her podium. "Good. Back to business, if any of you are tempted to invade by my co-ruler's obvious incompetence and general bubble-headedness, I assure you, fully half the population..." "A third" "A half." "A third" "A HALF!" Cynthia giggled. "You're so fun to rile up." "As I was saying, one half of the nation belongs to one of the warrior cults of our nation's religion, and almost all of them fight to glorify the Goddess in the arena in their spare time. So if you want to invade, know that we love fighting, and revere bloodshed."
"But don't let that dissuade you, we truly want to find loyal friends in the world! Please send a delegation, you won't be sorry! Well, unless one of them overdoses on something... but that probably won't happen." And with that parting comment, the two empresses walked off the podium. Someone standing near them would've heard conversation regarding whipped creme that would make the dirtiest old man blush.
((OOC: I may ditch the color thing, I just wanted to differentiate between the co-rulers. 1st, they aren't actually sisters, so don't get all offended by implications of incest or what have you [also, they were just talking]. 2nd Yes, it's a nation entirely devoted to the Greek Goddess of chaos and discord. There are thousands of factions (Most very small) regarding exactly HOW to worship her in said nation, but almost all of them do worship her. I'll write up a factbook soon hopefully. So I'll reserve the post under this one and then everyone can respond however they'd like. Just please don't invade us or something. Honestly, we're tiny, and I'm not going to be an idiot and go "ZOMG I pwnt you with nukes" so please respect that I can't defend my little nation ICly just yet. Though you're free to condemn them. Hell, they'd probably enjoy it. Oh, and before you ask, I have been on NS before, but I fear my old nation deserves to remain dead, at least for the time being. [No, I didn't break any rules, it just didn't have much influence]))