Shireroth

Resistance is futile...

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Sounds like fun. Just point me in the direction of the nearest Elvish brothel, and I'll be set!

No minority period, eh?And I was thinking about changing my title to something less... acronymic. My name doesn't include a VA.

*Puts steamer trunk down*Well, I'm a citizen. Just a couple questions before I get settled in:1. would you mind if I move Z5O's HQ in here? Antica doesn't seem too friendly at the moment. And...2. What's there to do for fun around here?

Scott, I've been thinking this over for a while. Antica was about the people, and not the system. And now Octavius is gone, Olorix is going within the next few days, and Antica just isn't Antica without them.I've always wanted to be a Shirerithian, and so I figured now was the best time to make the ...

RequiredName: Nick "Foghorn" LeghornAge: 17 yearsGender: MaleLocation: New Rochelle, NYEmail: foghorn5950@gmail.comOther Micronational Citizenships: NoneOptionalAIM screen name: VA FoghornInterests: Sailing, Bluegrass fiddle, programmingBirthday: 2/19/88Preferred subdivision: YardistanHow you heard ...

The communications officer beckoned to Foghorn. "Sir, you've got to take a look at this."Foghorn walked over. Dawn was just breaking over the Terre d'Riches, but the wet, muddy forrest they were in was still freezing cold. He squatted by the communications officer, looked over the latest messages, a...

The communications officer beckoned to Foghorn. "Sir, you've got to take a look at this."Foghorn walked over. Dawn was just breaking over the Terre d'Riches, but the wet, muddy forrest they were in was still freezing cold. He squatted by the communications officer, looked over the latest messages, a...

(OOC: Yeah, sorry about that. West. And setting up our own trenches. ETC 24 hours. )

(OOC: Yeah, sorry about that. West. And setting up our own trenches. ETC 24 hours. )

Foghorn looked at the blackened faces of his officers. They were tired from fighting the inferno that raged outside. "To the PRH with this" he said, "we're getting out of here. Quick evac, one squad at a time out the breach in the rear wall. Regroup at map reference..." he glanced at his field map "...

Foghorn looked at the blackened faces of his officers. They were tired from fighting the inferno that raged outside. "To the PRH with this" he said, "we're getting out of here. Quick evac, one squad at a time out the breach in the rear wall. Regroup at map reference..." he glanced at his field map "...

[OOC] looks like someone hacked my account. Changing passwords[/OOC]

[OOC] looks like someone hacked my account. Changing passwords[/OOC]

WTF!?

WTF!?

...green fields...shining sun...wild flowers...wife at other end of the field...gathering clouds...shadowy figures...dread in her eyes...explosion...explosion?!Saul was knocked out of his cot by the latest salvo. The Nafticon PA system crackled to life... "pass the word for Colonel Tigh. Repeat, all...

...green fields...shining sun...wild flowers...wife at other end of the field...gathering clouds...shadowy figures...dread in her eyes...explosion...explosion?!Saul was knocked out of his cot by the latest salvo. The Nafticon PA system crackled to life... "pass the word for Colonel Tigh. Repeat, all...

Ever wonder why the Naval Infantry kicks ass?It's all about the marketing, baby! Edited by: Gryphon the Pure at: 9/11/05 18:54

Ever wonder why the Naval Infantry kicks ass?It's all about the marketing, baby!

I'm going to have to agree with Extreme for once. Even though that plane is kickass, it didn't fit the requirements set forth in the charter for a star.

I'm going to have to agree with Extreme for once. Even though that plane is kickass, it didn't fit the requirements set forth in the charter for a star.

"They WHAT!?" bellowed Foghorn."It looks like they're waiting for us to come out, sir!""I heard you the first damned time, soldier! What are their defences like?""They appear to be entrenching on the surrounding high ground. They've brought in some new artilery..." the basement shook violently with ...

"They WHAT!?" bellowed Foghorn."It looks like they're waiting for us to come out, sir!""I heard you the first damned time, soldier! What are their defences like?""They appear to be entrenching on the surrounding high ground. They've brought in some new artilery..." the basement shook violently with ...

It was getting into the late afternoon when everything was set up. The walls were being fortified and patrolled, and sniper scouts were already being dispatched to go have a look-see at the surrounding areas. Foghorn sat back in his chair in the larger room of the town hall, which had been converted...

It was getting into the late afternoon when everything was set up. The walls were being fortified and patrolled, and sniper scouts were already being dispatched to go have a look-see at the surrounding areas. Foghorn sat back in his chair in the larger room of the town hall, which had been converted...

Slight problem: I'm going to be in DC on that saturday, but I sould be back in time to escort you guys from the train. If I'm not, I'll have a backup plan in place.

"Hand me your glass" demanded Foghorn. The captain next to him relinquished his telescope. Foghorn crawled up to the top of the hill and peered down over into the city of Miska. The sky overhead was filled with grey, dark clouds that threatened to rain on his little plan. He snapped the telescope op...

"Hand me your glass" demanded Foghorn. The captain next to him relinquished his telescope. Foghorn crawled up to the top of the hill and peered down over into the city of Miska. The sky overhead was filled with grey, dark clouds that threatened to rain on his little plan. He snapped the telescope op...