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  1. “Free my digga Burbur’Lur,” remarks a similarly imprisoned Cao Cao. He rattles at the bars of his cage in the Sky God’s basement.
  2. can’t believe the bad guys won :\

    1. Show previous comments  3 more
    2. KeatonUnbeaten

      KeatonUnbeaten

      “we dont lead via ooc! cmon guys, we’re the RP nation! we’re good!”

      >emperor and empress banned for metagame

      >commanded in skirmishes by two constantly alting, permanently banned players

       

      epic

    3. PapiZapii

      PapiZapii

      wasn’t even a rebellion, we were released from all oaths to Renatus

      Edited by PapiZapii
    4. TheElvenMage

      TheElvenMage

      @PapiZapiiAiim disbanded the Empire out of spite after he was removed from power for his inactivity.

  3. It was a dusky summer evening that Sir Gregor Thorne stumbled upon the notable Heavenly Regent of Shen, Cao Cao, surrounded by an army of Simian retainers. He was lost for words, jaw agape; taken by the raw masculine power of the fat and muddy monkey they all looked to with reverence as their King. Within moments, the reputable Knight of Renatus scampered back in terror; he needed time to process his thoughts! Later that night, Gregor Thorne donned a bunch of furry pelts and silks, putting a mask on over his face; crassly, he muttered… “Ni hao?” to the mirror. It didn’t sound right, no; he didn’t know this foreign language, and it felt vile on the tongue. But when he uttered the words he’d heard, “Yerrow Turbans Go Home,” he felt oddly at home and comfortable. He knew that his true, enlightened identity, was culturally one of the Hou Zi. Even later that night, he found himself adventuring: and who but the honorable Heavenly General, Sun Wukong was present? He donned his mask, swiftly, hoping to ingratiate himself with these exotic foreigners. “Herro, Sun Wukong,” he said - before looking to the side, seeing the absolute unit of a gargantuan Monkey King bring his club down on a miscellaneous peasant. “We go now to strike foul farse-monkeys!” shouts Cao Cao, calling all the banners of the Hou Zi realms. And so they wandered out in search of gold and conquest, and Ser Gregor Thorne knew he was at home. Colorized photo of Cao Cao knighting Sir Gregor Thorne as a warrior of all Hou kind https://www.twitch.tv/zacclay/clip/HorribleTawdryNoodleVoteNay?filter=clips&range=24hr&sort=time
  4. Cao Cao’s retinas burn as he reads the rebel missive, wishing that his traitorous disciples had learned the integral nature of good formatting to any legitimate body of government.
  5. As it began, it ended. Cao Cao, the fat and indolent warlord of the Shen Dynasty, drew his club; to his left, Shen Bu, to his right, the Butcher of Donghai. The Yellow Turbans – aptly dubbed rebels – were cornered on their boats, flanked by the eminent tactical mind of the Emperor’s chosen. Few words were spared; both sides had known that day was coming for quite some time – and Cao Cao, perhaps alone, knew that it would be the beginning of a new era in Hou history: the Romance of the Two Dynasties. So it was with a great joy that he began the festivities with a few simple words; ”Might the blood of the insect sew the fields of all Qinghai for years to come; at least in death, they will serve a purpose.” And with that, the first blows began to fly. A flurry of arrows filled the sky; it rained upon the Yellow Turban’s boats, making them weak and bloody. Soon, Lang Xiahou had fallen; there was only three sonorous booms like the beat of a drum until his skull was nothing but pulp, and the blade of Shen Bu found his heart. By this point, many of the Hou fled to the water; their boat was lost, and presumably some were lost to the tempestuous seas off of the coastline of Krugmar. Next fell, standing his ground like a man, the Councillor of the Chen family. He too found his end ingloriously, broken beneath the armored boot of Cao Cao – left a wreck of bone and spilled blood on the once-sacred floors of Qinghai. Battle roared all around, the night sky filled with flame and smoke and the odeur of the recently dead. The butcher of Donghai rode out with the thunder and fury of all Hou Shen’s servants behind him; as his water-chariot cut across the seas, the Warlord knew that he had seen the birth of a saint. And so it was that murderous brigand dressed in Imperial Colours that brought fire and sword to the retreating bands of peasants – women, children, and a few monks sworn never to take a life. He struck hard and fast, and clashed blades with the Warrior Monk Hsieh-Xin; and as they locked swords, the horde of peasants charged forth in support, and ripped him limb from limb: but as he died, the corpse of the Butcher lit like a pheonix: it became ash on the wind, like a leaf on the vine – a little soldier boy meeting his end. And there Cao Cao sat, in the new Imperial Palace. An old face, fresh to the fray, approached his throne. “It has been too long, Sun Wukong... The games started without you.” @Ggt
  6. A Call to the Host It was the dawn of the evening, when the last rays of the golden sun fell smothered beneath the waves of the ocean when the horns blew; the birds and the trees themselves fell silent with trepidation. The noise was a terrible one that shook bones, windows, and insides alike with a fervor that would impart upon the heavens their meaning. From the shores of Qinghai to the Heavens from which Hou Shen ruled, they called the banners for one and all warriors – brigands, fiends, the noble; all would be welcomed to redeem themselves through service. The Emperor rests upon his laurels, hands left prostrate on his fat belly; eyes like flame fixed upon the horizon of distant Krugmar, and further yet upon the golden fields and valleys of Arcas. Once more Chosen blew the horn and made the trees shake and the fish flee with its power, and again it’s destined recipients were beckoned. Beneath, in the thick of the throng, the few loyalists that lived toted the tools of their trade; the perfidious butcher of Donghai, Pang Jiāngjūn, and the Emperor’s Champion, Shen Bu astride his horse; with Hou-Shen’s spear upon his shoulder. “My most loyal retainers!” came the terrible boom of the corpulent despot’s voice to his legion; half-brigand, half-warlord, but ultimately zealous army of simian warriors. “The hour, once scribed in the Heavens, has dawned for the most glorious Empire of God’s chosen tribe! The lands ought to tremble beneath the hooves of our horses!” “All generals loyal to the Hou are called to our banner; for within and without, we will leave only glory in our wake!” And with that, the banner of the Shen Dynasty unfurled; forevermore, the Emperor would have his Imperial Guard.
  7. @Sporadic #help

    my chat style resets whenever i go into another channel

     

    also quotations style still requires a *in front of a full-emote to register as Not-Dialogue. pls fix

    1. Sporadic

      Sporadic

      sounds like you want to be using emotestyle ALWAYS

  8. Autonomous Central Province of Qinghai From and by the golden blessing of the Three Brothers and the Mandate of Hou Shen, it is found to be the prerogative of the Emperor to ensure the stability of Qinghai and the health of its peoples. To that end, the Emperor-Regent, blessed be his name, has ordered the creation of an assembly from which the plights of the peasant and burgher might be addressed to ensure true harmony. Henceforth, the provincial state of Qinghai is no longer directly subordinate to the Imperial Authority; it is granted the right of moderated self-governance under the assurance of eternal loyalty to the seat of the Jade Throne and the dominion of All That is Under Heaven. The Autonomous Governance Council At the discretion of the Emperor Regent, the Autonomous Government Council is granted provisional authority to exercise any and all of the rights afforded to them by mandate of Hou Shen. If the heart of the Tiger is the immortal spirit of Hou Shen, then it’s eyes are found in Qinghai to be the vigilance of the Governor-General. The domain of the Governor-General is the oversight of the province and ensuring that it retains all the bounties the City of the Sun provides; he is to appoint individuals known as Ministers to carry out duties conducive to the health of the province and oversee Councillors, who he serves at the behest of. The Ministers serve as the hands and agents of the office of the Governor-General; they organize festivals, oversee trade, and oversee the enforcement of law within the domain of the province. They serve at the good graces of the Governor-General; they are appointed at will, and dismissed at will. The Councillors are the representatives of the Esteemed Families, the Temple, and the great Industries of the City; the three points that must thrive if the province is to become truly enlightened in governance. Their powers, while limited in individuality, encompass all the powers of the Governor General and more; they declare war, manage the budget and payment of the ministers, and retain the ability to remove or punish the Governor General with Imperial Assent. Offices within the Governance Council The Secretary-General of the Autonomous Government Council is an office afforded to the provisional “leader” of the Council. They are responsible for order within the meeting, the announcement of agendas to be raised, and the tallying of votes for said agendas. The First Among Equals is, by virtue of seniority or respect, afforded the first statement on any agenda and the first vote when they wish to exercise the power. The Imperial Scribe is a member of the city who is assigned to take the minutes of the meeting and handle the publication of important statements; they are not a voting member of the Council, but receive an Imperial Stipend for their services. The Powers of the Autonomous Government Council The Governor-General may: Hold absolute authority over the enforcement of law and civil authority in the city. Manage stewardship of the cities’ facilities Maintain the military arm of the Hou-Zi Appoint Ministers to handle specific duties Ministers may: Carry the authority of the Governor General in their given duty, and are able to prosecute it to the fullest extent they might desire. Can be removed at will by the Governor-General on any account. Councillors may: Set the pay for Ministers and the Governor General. Remove or punish the Governor General with Imperial Assent. Declare hostility, peace, condemnation or reprimand with Imperial Assent. Present Appointments Shen Cao Cao, Emperor Regent and Honorary Councillor Liao-Chen, Governor General Hsieh-Xin, Master of the Temple and Councillor Feng-Kuaisu, Councillor Tian-Hong, Councillor
  9. “Just as planned,” says secretary-general John Ted Staunton-Vimmark Horen.
  10. can’t say i ever expected much out of fireheart as an admin (lol!) but this is really just a clown world
  11.  

    lmao any1 remember when they banned people who broke the rules and didn't invalidate the work of 160~ of their players

    1. Esterlen

      Esterlen

      what about the other 200

    2. ferdaboys69

      ferdaboys69

      the 200 that lost?

    3. Esterlen

      Esterlen

      @ferdaboys69 Yes, the 200 that lost. I am just highlighting that number of supporters is an entirely bad metric to use here – it is a very bad rabbit hole. 

  12. Jonathan Theodore Staunton-Horen smiles like the sun from his hover-chair.
  13. the host of jacques de felsen saves the day... just another job by the FELSEN WATCH

  14. Big day coming. Thanks @Kid Mackin.

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