GloriaPreussens

Hello! I'll be contacting you via Discord to set up an interview, look for a friend request from jim#2311 shortly!

I will be contacting you for an interview if you have not already had one.

Reminder that "you have it," is not an acceptable answer for your Discord, as not all Trainers may have it. Regardless, I will be contacting you for an Interview.

-1 he sucks at bedwars

Security is a nice man.

Frigid and biting cold pierced the thick furs, three figures, dark splotches moving across a sleet white background, the sky an impenetrable glare of stark grey, broken only by intense moments of blinding flurries. Fingertips threatened their owners with bouts of pain and numbness, gloves so thick that in even a temperate forests winter they would overheat the wearer, only offered brief defense against the climate. This was a lawless place, the inky black nights uninhabited of any civilization, the only light coming from the meagre fires of the trekking figures, always on watch from the howling that plagued the night, and the rustling of padded foot along the forever frozen snow.

Fourteen dawns, each as bleak as the last, the sun unable to break the cold of the clouds above, and fourteen nights cold enough to make even a Frost Witch shiver were endured. Had the men been any last apt in their skills of survival, they’d have been dead quickly. It was only the third day before their horses had succumbed to the cold, carrying a majority of supplies, the once lively beasts were butchered for meat, and equipment discarded, burned and forgotten.

Passing ruined remains of some lost tribe or cultures, warnings from nature to turn back, for the likes of men were wholly unwelcome here. However, as is the nature of men, these warnings were ignored, the grim resolve of the ambitious tested against the unrelenting force of the world. Considered foolish by those complacent to live mediocre, and uneventful lives, though nothing ever came easy that was great, and this was indeed a night insurmountable task, to rediscover what was lost far from the prying eyes of the warring nations and marauders.

Blued fingers and beards made stiff by two weeks of relentless frost and snow, eyes once sharp now dulling, it seemed a mirage in the snow ahead, a massive structure, the worst of the powder had been falling for near on four hours, howling wind confusing the senses only broken by the shrill cry of wolves stalking the party. Setting off in the early morning hours, the party knew their time was short, the pack was waiting for them to fall before setting in and time was short. As they moved quick as the snow-storm allowed, a structure, preserved in stone came before them, decrepit and in ruin; a refuge.

Barricading themselves inside, snow piled up on moisture rotten furniture, a once great table in the center of a grand hall, decayed tablecloth draped about it, they set to building a fire to warm themselves. It was not long before they set to explore, many halls caved in and forgotten by time, and perhaps would have been forever, but for a stroke of raw luck. Taking the worn and eaten away table cloth, black and green in color, they climbed to the highest tower as soon as the storm relented, knowing it had been defeated by the resolve of Man once again, they draped the colours over the battlements, to catch gusts of wind, signaling their victory, and the start of an old idea, made new again.

A long dead Sariant shrieks in delight from the bliss of the Seven Skies!

Ser Hans would say a quiet prayer, crossing himself "Rest now, Prince."

You're part of a quite toxic community, if you feel you can't handle it, there is no shame in taking a break. That's not meant to sound rude, in fact I encourage you get away if you feel the community isn't something you can handle right now. The fact is, there are hundreds of people here, and not everyone may agree with your opinion on things, and tend to be vocal.

As I said, if you can't handle it, there's no shame in turning your back on something that isn't doing you any good.

Anyone interested in playing add me on Discord, I'm opening the big nations.

Ser Hans grunts, he had already slain and confirmed this 'woman' was a supernatural entity, though it appears the creature still lurks despite being beheaded, he would look to his companion Travis Bell, "Another one." @Knox

she fed her sister's guinea pigs to her snake mouse

2 minutes ago, NotEvilAtAll said:

Maybe ban Italy as well

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Yes forgot them ty

4 minutes ago, Slothtastic said:

HO14?

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Hearts of Iron 4

3 minutes ago, DPM said:

You're going to need to block the big nations if you want a fun fair game.

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Good idea actually, Germany, France, USA, UK, Soviet, Japan?

Evening all, was talking to a few people about playing some HOI4 on Friday nights at 2pm Pacific Standard / 5pm Eastern Standard / 10pm GMT

Anyone interested in joining should add me on discord, jim#2311, and you can reserve a nation. After the first match, it will become locked. Our first game will be on March 23rd. Having all the DLC is recommended to take full advantage of the game. I am, reluctantly, allowing the large nations.

Reserved nations:

Jim - Switzerland

Bromadon - Hungary

Beamon - Germany

Japan - Fraserh

IGN(s): GloriaPreussens, Sticky_Kleenex

Age: 21

Timezone: PST

Discord: jim#2311

What map did you join during?: Aegis

Do you have access to a microphone?: Yes

Average daily playing time?: At least a few hours a week.

Have you held any LotC staff position(s) before? If so, for how long?: AT, GM, War Team

Why do you want to join the GM Team?: To help out in the server and help moderate as I did before, enforcement of rules, and helping out players.

Have you applied for this position before and been denied? If so, link the application:

Anything else you want to tell us?: Nope

Hans frowns, he had killed Coltaine and destroyed his phylactery.

Ser Hans, Prince of Pruvia, Slayer of Liches, BALIFF OF MARKEV, and avenger of the late Maer John, writes down his name, announcing his intent to run!

An addition would be posted,

"Any wrong doing or criminal activity will be dealt with by brick to the head. Thank you.

Ser Hans of Pruvia, Baliff of Markev"

he was almost touched in the parking lot yesterday so -1

Just now, Niccum said:

A painting depicts the dilemna of Marcus Rovin, 1652.

 

Marcus Rovin ponders alongside his fellows in Arnheim, reading over the recent news affecting the globalists. With mixed feelings, he announces to his brothern, "Ich do not know vhat to zhink auf zhese events, vhat say jo Anton ((@Ioannis?)) I zhink that zhis blow to zhe globalists is for ze good, but vhat auf zhe cockroach assassin?!"

 

(( If this doesn't fit in your forum rules then you should fix the forum rules because this was honestly just meant to be harmless and no one is going to be mad over it. ))

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Konrad, considered the LIVING SAINT of the Rovin family, strokes his ancient and mighty beard, after thinking to himself of this great choice to made be, the death of the evil Globalists, or the rat-faced and dung breathed Raevir? After spending many days in isolation, he would enter Markus chambers and turn to him, "Raevir," he would offer his input after much deliberation, and contemplation.

Hans grins "Death to Globalists!" he wished the assassin killed the shill Lotte Baptiste, aka Gedaliah Goldstein

5 hours ago, GrimReaper98 said:

 

stop making things that aren't human FTB OR HAVE SEX

 

 

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agreed... bestiality is illegal