(OOC: Wow, you are a cold brick. No helping his emotional episodes of turmoil? ) -Flygarra cried still, but he was nodding “no” in his fit-
(OOC: um, egorsmirnov, did you see this. ) -Flygarra was then done crying and embarrassing Woolus once the elevator they were on reached his meeting room, which was below his throne room-
Flygarra: “Um... e-excuse me f-for... th-that fit back there... it was not related to you, but... my past...” -he said... sniffling-
-The elevator gate drops down slowly and the two political figures walk into the meeting room, it was devoid of other informants and so on-
One century ago, a small kingdom set out to unite it's brothers. Its dreams have now been fulfilled.
The Aquilan Empire
The Golden Eagle tribe has always been divided into small kingdoms and clans. This, however, did not stop a cultural identity from developing, and with this, a national sentiment. Under the leadership of a certain chancellor, through wars and aggressive diplomacy, they have been united. Only time will tell if this young nation-state will survive it's neighbors.
Positions:
Kaiser (1ic): Wilhelm Viktor Alder. Chancellor (2ic): Open Great Marshal (3ic): Open Oberst (colonels, ×5): Open Unteroffizier (corporal, infinite): Open
First USSR, now the german empire
Name: Otto Von Bismarck (possibly no. 2) Species: Golden Eagle Gender: male Rank: Chancellor Appearence: like Otto von Bismarck Weapons/gear: No Personality: Stiff, strong, iron willed Backstory: Otto Von Bismarck, was born in the lands known as Prussia. He came from a noble family... *Ok ill make it simpler, open up a history book, and read up on Otto Von Bismarck, and replace the words, German with golden eagle, geramny with aquillian and the words, Russia with Walrus Empire and your good to go.*, that's his backstory.
*Preußens Gloria is now constantly playing throughout the topic, in the background, 24/7.*
(OOC: Wow, you are a cold brick. No helping his emotional episodes of turmoil? ) -Flygarra cried still, but he was nodding “no” in his fit-
(OOC: um, egorsmirnov , did you see this. ) -Flygarra was then done crying and embarrassing Woolus once the elevator they were on reached his meeting room, which was below his throne room-
Flygarra: “Um... e-excuse me f-for... th-that fit back there... it was not related to you, but... my past...” -he said... sniffling-
-The elevator gate drops down slowly and the two political figures walk into the meeting room, it was devoid of other informants and so on-
Woolus V: *Cold and reactionless* So, I see you are a rather emotional leader...
-last edited on Oct 29, 2017 13:01:22 GMT by egorsmirnov
Post by egorsmirnov on Oct 29, 2017 13:00:58 GMT
I was kinda bored, and since Felipe is making mostly historically kinda accurate tribe, I will too, with my unparalleled, inprecedented, super powerfuk
DUCK tribe Prologue/Origin Story: The ducks, were for many a year a divided tribe, divided between many, many little princedoms, most sharing one cultural, linguistic and national idea. Until they all decided to unify, but that was almost 70 years ago. However unlike the aquilan empire, the united animal pastures, the Duck tribe and their lands of Ditaly weren't industrial, and were often the laughing stock, of the world, but they have been rebuilding. A decade ago, a strong willed duck decided to march down the streets of their capital, Dome. With some scary looking ducks, and went ahead, and took over the government. Now after much industrialization, taking some random land in the desert and 2 defaults later. The Ducks are ready to face their biggest threat of all, The Chickens. *Dramatic music*
HQ layout: The land of Ditaly looks like Italy, the capital Dome resembles Rome.
Positions:
President(1ic): Il Dutch Prime Minister(2ic): Governor-General (3ic x5): Open Colonel: (Infinite)
Description of Il Dutch:
Name: Il Dutch Species: duck Gender: male Appearence: Benito Mussolini, but a duck, he sorta looks like a pelican since he has massive jaw line Personality: Stiff, short tempered. Backstory: He was from a poor southern family, but he learned how to read and write, and eventually read a lot of extreme books, and decided to overthrow the government. He has a huge hatred for chickens who he believes are lame ducks, living on stolen duck land, he also doesn't like the kangaroos, as they appear to him as a rival tribe, who are weak and pathetic, and dont deserve their land. he also doesn't like the UAP as they are commies. And doesn't like the walrus, since they are constantly making fun of his tiny empire, and his miserable poor nation.
Wallace II: The glory of oil, so much gold it shines like the sun. A fleet so big, it is hard to rival to others.
(Also, I meant to write Tyron in the last post, not Typhoon. I mixed up the names.)
Tyron: "Ah, but we already have the largest fleet of the south. I expect you have the largest fleet of the north? I don't believe oil would be useful to us, since oil is physically bad for turtles' health."
Wallace II: I see, well we have so much grain, and potatos, we can make mountains out of them. Let me ask you a question, what do you need?
Wallace II: The glory of oil, so much gold it shines like the sun. A fleet so big, it is hard to rival to others.
(Also, I meant to write Tyron in the last post, not Typhoon. I mixed up the names.)
Tyron: "Ah, but we already have the largest fleet of the south. I expect you have the largest fleet of the north? I don't believe oil would be useful to us, since oil is physically bad for turtles' health."
Wallace II: Ignore my previous post, you know, you enlightened me, perhaps I don't need to be king to be powerful, but you will lose, much favourability with the politics of the future.
(OOC: um, egorsmirnov , did you see this. ) -Flygarra was then done crying and embarrassing Woolus once the elevator they were on reached his meeting room, which was below his throne room-
Flygarra: “Um... e-excuse me f-for... th-that fit back there... it was not related to you, but... my past...” -he said... sniffling-
-The elevator gate drops down slowly and the two political figures walk into the meeting room, it was devoid of other informants and so on-
Woolus V: *Cold and reactionless* So, I see you are a rather emotional leader...
Flygarra: “Th-the emotion comes from my past centuries ago... actually... before i was even in chima!” -he said, sighing-
Woolus V: *Cold and reactionless* So, I see you are a rather emotional leader...
Flygarra: “Th-the emotion comes from my past centuries ago... actually... before i was even in chima!” -he said, sighing-
Woolus V: I see, lets get back to business, will you support me? I have the largest Northern Fleet and could quickly come down and wreck havoc apon your enemies.
I was kinda bored, and since Felipe is making mostly historically kinda accurate tribe, I will too, with my unparalleled, inprecedented, super powerfuk
DUCK tribe Prologue/Origin Story: The ducks, were for many a year a divided tribe, divided between many, many little princedoms, most sharing one cultural, linguistic and national idea. Until they all decided to unify, but that was almost 70 years ago. However unlike the aquilan empire, the united animal pastures, the Duck tribe and their lands of Ditaly weren't industrial, and were often the laughing stock, of the world, but they have been rebuilding. A decade ago, a strong willed duck decided to march down the streets of their capital, Dome. With some scary looking ducks, and went ahead, and took over the government. Now after much industrialization, taking some random land in the desert and 2 defaults later. The Ducks are ready to face their biggest threat of all, The Chickens. *Dramatic music*
HQ layout: The land of Ditaly looks like Italy, the capital Dome resembles Rome.
Positions:
President(1ic): Il Dutch Prime Minister(2ic): Governor-General (3ic x5): Open Colonel: (Infinite)
Description of Il Dutch:
Name: Il Dutch Species: duck Gender: male Appearence: Benito Mussolini, but a duck, he sorta looks like a pelican since he has massive jaw line Personality: Stiff, short tempered. Backstory: He was from a poor southern family, but he learned how to read and write, and eventually read a lot of extreme books, and decided to overthrow the government. He has a huge hatred for chickens who he believes are lame ducks, living on stolen duck land, he also doesn't like the kangaroos, as they appear to him as a rival tribe, who are weak and pathetic, and dont deserve their land. he also doesn't like the UAP as they are commies. And doesn't like the walrus, since they are constantly making fun of his tiny empire, and his miserable poor nation.
OOC: Someone finally realizes the threat of the chickens. So is Il Dutch a tyrant? If so then there are 2 tyrants who are archenemies.
Themesong: A beautiful fanmade orchestrated rendition of Sheik’s theme.
Weapon(s): Small little sharp metal spikes or needles he/she can throw like ninja stars or kunais. A wrist-mounted hook-shot hidden in the sleeves of the outfit Sheik wears. And his/her own physical body as a fighting tool, plus the ability to teleport short distances that makes a nice explosion to ward off attacking foes.Also his/hers Psychic typing gives Sheik many psychic attacks.
Appearance (clothing-wise): Exactly like Sheik (see where i got the name from? Its too obvious. ) from The Legend of Zelda; Ocarina of Time, but i wanna be Technical and use the Twilight Princess Concept Art for him/her, everything is sorta the same, Blonde hair, red eyes too, besides the wings sticking out of the back of the clothing and the pokemon looks to him/her. The eye in the center of the outfit has an chi orb socket where it’s iris is. Plus some necklace that holds this pokemon’s Mega Stone.
Bio: Not much is known about Sheik Soital, as if the man or woman came into existence impossibly! As for saying this, not even we know too much of Sheik... But ever since this man or woman once met the Flygon king in a destined timeframe, that being his uprising. He/she once told Flygarra, that they were destined to meet centuries ahead in the future after Sheik told the Desert Storm Lord to remember his past as well as his futures... but alas, the old king brushed that off as a mere thought of wrongful probability and just a bunch of baloney. But little did the Desert Storm Lord know, Soital will be true to his/her words and return after these long centuries. Living those hundreds of years taught Sheik valuable lessons from other tribes, as he/she would listen to tribal elders and leaders and gurus ramble on wisely and wonderfully, gaining such vast knowledge of many different customs...
Being kind to the young and helpful to the elderly, and a nice companion in the years between a life, he/she has been a few generations-worth of experiences that turtles can fathom of, having met many leaders with such charisma and charm, helping them with their problems if they have any, and if Sheik Soital can help them if they can. Constantly flying and traveling to many places in the Fanon CHIMA, this wandering Wise-man/woman gives knowledge and culture to those whom have been ignorant and distancing themselves from a very integrated society that will someday come to them, and Sheik waits patently for that day to become a reality. So as long as he travels and gains knowledge, like mapping out unseen areas of the Fanon CHIMA, Sheik Soital has probably been there several times, making his mark, exploring, waiting for a very beautiful future to become true, as he foreseened, like he always proverbs to himself
“Time passes, people move... Like cavora’s river flow, it never ends... A childish mind will turn to noble ambition... Young love will become deep affection... The clear Chi water's surface, reflects growth..." - Sheik’s proverb to Flygarra
(OOC: Wat? Did ANYBODY notice this, or did the video shoot it down? )
No helping his emotional episodes of turmoil? 
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