Emperor Penguin Rikkar
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Accurate feels when trying to TD.
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OBEY. WADDLE. PROSPER.
THE NESTINGLAND OF KRAKKE
TO THE SKIES!
Through Will, Strength. Through Strength, Victory!
No longer is the Nestingland at the mercy of the sub-fowl bombing campaigns. Through sheer determination and technical prowess, members of the Nestingland Reconstruction Force have cobbled together more Me-626 Little Blue Fighter-bombers, bypassing all attempts by our enemies to successfully contain and starve our Superior Species. Though finite in amount, the undoubted success of these wonder-weapons will lead our Nest to Final Victory!
Will You let them Win? Work Hard for our Victory!
Reconstruction of public areas is now in effect, however until the Nestingland achieves Air Superiority it is advised to remain in your War Nests until ordered.
A Coward Will Always Seek Compromise.
Report Dissent To Your Nearest War Nest Today!
Failure to Respond to State Anthem With the Fin Hail is a Terminal Offence!
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OBEY. WADDLE. PROSPER.
THE NESTINGLAND OF KRAKKE
TURNING OF A TIDE
Final Victory is in Sight! You Must be a Part of the Fight!
Though still at the mercy of Sub-fowl aircraft, the Nestingland has successfully pushed its aggressors out of most of its borders. Currently, the VI and IX Penguinaries are heroically struggling against the last holdouts of enemy infantry within Noot-Noot and Nestingstadt.
However, a new development within the war effort has shaken the Nestingchancellery to its core. Long believed by the Nest to be the only Penguin Empire on Orbis, recent events have brought to light that the Nestingland of Krakke is not alone.
What is worse, this rival nation is a degenerate mutation of the proud Penguin species. And as any cancer, it must be dealt with swiftly before it can spread any further.
Tolerance is a Disease. Be the Cure!
It is Your Duty to Report Sub-Fowl. Report any Disturbances to Your War Nest.
Our Future is the Legacy of Our Past.
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Behold true Happiness!
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How's Global Warming treating you?
The melting of the Polar Ice Caps means our homeland will soon become quite mobile. As our Navy inevitably expands alongside the rising seas, it will only be a matter of time before all will bow before the Master Fowl.
Behold, Ye Mighty, and Despair
Other than that minor snub, Bring Us Moar Emogeeees Sheepy!
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:pangui:
gdi, after all the Krakker tries it's the other penguin.
What devilment is this?
After all the Nestingland has done
Emperor-1 Rockets, Freeing the PriZOOner of War Camps with NeMinE agents,
Fighting Beak and Claw against Sub-Fowl Again and Again?
Only to be passed over by another lesser Penguin?
Oy Vey....
Least its doing the Fin Hail right...
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OBEY. WADDLE. PROSPER.
THE NESTINGLAND OF KRAKKE
AUTHORIZATION OF SUBVERSIVE TACTICS
WILL YOU STAND FOR THIS? REPORT TO YOUR WAR NESTS IMMEDIATELY FOR ORDERS!
As the destruction wrought by the Underfowl reaches a despicable height, the Nestingchancellery has authorized NeMinE operatives to utilize any and all tactics normally banned by Master-bird warfare.
In the war-torn cities of Finville, Old Pengu, Pengugrad, and Nootropolis, the cities public sound system has been rewired to broadcast edited streams of our Leader's speeches, in a successful attempt to disorient and dismay our enemies.
Take heart in your Leader! Final Victory is within our grasp!
Successfully fighting their way out of the insidious PriZOOner camps hidden within the hearts of our enemies cities, NeMinE agents have successfully waged guerrilla warfare outside of our borders, sinking multiple ships and terrorizing their cities with their clever deceptions.
Our Valiant Brothers fight deep behind the enemy lines, but will YOU join us?
COMPULSORY MOBILIZATION IS NOW IN EFFECT: REPORT BY 0500 TO YOUR NEAREST WAR NEST FOR ORDERS.
DISSENTERS AND COWARDS WILL BE PECKED.
VICTORY THROUGH BLOOD. BLOOD THROUGH SELF-SACRIFICE.
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OBEY. WADDLE. PROSPER.
THE NESTINGLAND OF KRAKKE
Defend Your Nests! Only You Can Turn The Tide!
Repeated strikes by cowardly bombers have rendered the Krakkian AirWeapon branch powerless against the Underfowl Foe. While members of the Nest Reconstruction Group work day and night to repair the damage wrought, all Master-fowl are ordered to initiate a nationwide blackout at sundown to prevent further losses by enemy strikes.
Final Victory through Self-Sacrifice! Defend your Nest Today!
Though outnumbered, the Nestingland is certainly not outgunned, as multiple E-1 Rocket strikes brought the angry fury of the Superior Species home to our savage aggressors.
Destroy the Foe! Report to your nearest War Nest today for orders!
Please Stand By for an Address from our Emperor Penguin:
My Chicks-
This War is no longer in our favor.
Beset on all sides by degenerate apes, we have few options left.
Do we, tired of war, tired of LIFE-
Surrender, throw down our weapons
And fade into history?
Do we, Proud Fowl, give up our very claim as the Superior Species on Orbis?
Or do we, with our backs against the wall, our ammo low-
Our bodies BROKEN
THROW OURSELVES UPON OUR ENEMIES?
SHALL WE PROVE, ONCE AGAIN,
THAT A PENGUIN DOES NOT BREAK?
SHALL WE BOW BEFORE THESE INFERIOR BEINGS-
OR SHALL WE BREAK THEM-
DECIMATE THEM-
DRIVE THEM BACK INTO THEIR BORDERS?
SHALL WE FALL-
OR SHALL WE FIGHT?
FIIIIN!
HAIL!
FIIIIN!
HAIL!
FIIIIIIN!
HAIL!
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OBEY. WADDLE. PROSPER.
THE NESTINGLAND OF KRAKKE
CURRENT AFFAIRS
WAR AT LAST!
We will fight! You must work, for our VICTORY!
At the moment of this broadcast, proud members of the Master-Fowl are fighting with beak and claw against the amassed armies of our racial enemies. Beset on all sides by those that wish nothing more than the complete annihilation of our dominant species, the VIII and IX Penguinaries have stabilized fronts in the cities of Pengugrad, Noot-Noot, Nestingstadt, and Finville. Before being overrun, the Noot-Noot E-1 Rocket facility unleashed its payload, smiting our foes within their very borders.
Crush the Sub-fowl Menace! Enlist today and receive an additional Herring Ration!
In retaliation, our Nestmarine fleet scrambled all available U-Ship submersibles, and assaulted enemy coastal positions, damaging their navy in good fashion.
Enlist today! Defend your Nests! Prove your Worth!
Though still early on, the fighting has seemed to go in the Over-fowl's favor, as the blunt fury of the aggressors have been met kilo for kilo by their superior Penguin masters. Time will soon tell of our Final Victory.
ALERT:
CURFEW HAS NOW BEEN REDUCED TO 18.00.
RATIONS HAVE BEEN HALVED.
SUBVERSION TO THE MASTER-FOWL PLIGHT WILL BE MET WITH PECKING SQUADS.
Victory through Strength. Strength through Work. Work through Obedience.
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Ban for a name reminiscent of a CommuSeal
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The Nestingland as a whole takes offence to that remark.
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OBEY. WADDLE. PROSPER.
THE NESTINGLAND OF KRAKKE
CURRENT AFFAIRS
Please Stand by for a speech from our Emperor Penguin...
Waddlers of this Great Nestingland:
I have assembled you today,
Not to quibble on economics
Nor recount battles past;
I have not come here
To bandy words of Peace
Nor of Tolerance.
What
Might you ask?
Today,
I speak to you,
Esteemed Uberfowl,
Of a cancer
Eating away the very heart of Orbis.
An illness
Strangulating our very borders!
A disease
Threatening to eat away at our very culture!
What
Might you ask?
And I will tell you,
With disgust in my heart.
Animal Nations.
For too long,
Strange beasts and unholy puppets
Have held dominion
Over vast swathes
Of OUR VERY PLANET!
For too long,
Have we,
The True Over-fowl,
Been aware
Of their sick worship
Of degenerate MEEMS.
And WHAT
Might you ask
Be done of them?
Shall we be complacent
As our very Nation
Beset on all sides by such
Sub-Penguins
Slowly sinks into ignominy?
Shall we too
Submit ourselves
To the degenerate Dio?
Shall WE
In full confidence
Slide backwards
Into the waiting jaws
OF ANONYMITY?
NO
NO
AND THREE TIMES NO!
LET US RISE
AS ONLY THE OVER-FOWL CAN!
LET US EXCEED
OUR PALTRY NATION SCORE!
LET US CHALLENGE OURSELVES
TO ONE DAY HOLD
TRUE DOMINION
AS THE MASTER-BIRDS
OF ORBIS!
FIIIIN!
HAIL!
Failure to respond to State Salutes is a Terminal Offence!
Failure to feel National Pride after a State Speech is a Terminal Offence!
Failure to report eggs with an uneven speckle count is a Terminal Offence!
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OBEY. WADDLE. PROSPER.
THE NESTINGLAND OF KRAKKE
CURRENT AFFAIRS
Production has slowed to a waddle as regional tax rates have skyrocketed over the last few years. The Ministery for National Rebuilding has reaffirmed its position that the excessive spending must continue in the name of progress, as the last invasion on Master-fowl soil devastated multiple cities.
Safeguard your Nests! Enlist today and receive an additional Herring Ration!
The Emperor Penguin gave an inspiring speech yesterday to the standing-room-only Nestingchancellery, reaffirming the place of the Overfowl against its featherless neighbors.
...What have they to say against US-
Who have triumphed AGAIN and AGAIN
Against savage hordes,
Barbarous Pirates,
AND COMMU-SEALS?
What other nation
On the cusp of despair
ALONE
Can boast such a record?
I ASK YOU ALL
AND WHAT IS THE ANSWER?
US-
AND ONLY US!
FIN HAIL!
Failure to respond to state salutes is a Terminal Offence!
Remember: Strength of Will through Strength of the Master-Fowl! Report any underachievers to your nearest NeMinE officer today!
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For those of you wishing for a little epic twist on the old song.
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Actually, penguins live not only in Antarctica but also South Africa, Peru, Argentina, Chile, Australia, New Zeland, the Galapagos Islands, and a few other islands, too. So you could also relocate to one of those places. And if you move near us Rekish folk down here in South Africa, we'll send people to help you catch fish and build friendly relations... if you want to.
The Nestingchancellery is pleased that non-members of the Master-fowl have noted the Nestingland's colonies across the planet, however it has been determined that the best place to stay is in Europe, as has maximized its industrial potential to the resources available to that continent.
However, any friendly relations with non-anthropomorphic nations is highly encouraged, and the Nestingland would be pleased to engage in friendly trade with Rekishstein.
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Without Roleplay, the Nestingland would be Kaputt. The nation simulation is basically a time-waster that occasionally sparks great RP fuel in a war or two.
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Ya see Nestingland is located in Antarctica, I mean there's penguins, so they have to be chunky or the freeze... the "chunk" you see is blubber to keep them warm.
*Does a factcheck and looks at Nestingland's location on nation page*
Wait what the !@#$ they're in Europe?!?!?!
The Great Nestingland has long been a dream of the Master-fowl, however, as there is no great seventh continent of frozen ice to claim for Herringsraum in Orbis, the Over-fowl must make do with most of Eastern-Central Europe.
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Aren't you Chunky?
The Nestingchancellery is confused by such statements. Obesity in the Nestingland is at an all-time low, due to the mandatory physical exercises of the youth to rejuvenate their spirits, and with a universal conscription rate every member of the Master-fowl has to meet strict physical qualifications or face pecking squads.
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OBEY. WADDLE. PROSPER.
THE NESTINGLAND OF KRAKKE
BREAKING NEWS
Marching with the unconquerable will of the Master-fowl, Penguinary soldiers entered enemy territory yesterday, driving the Underfowl foe back into their caves. With the aid of ME-626 air cover and Rockhopper armor, the warriors of the Nestingland drove the enemy to a sound surrender.
Stand by for a speech from our Emperor Penguin:
Waddlers of our great Nestingland:
Once again, our triumph over the Sub-fowl invading our lands can only be attributed to our superior species.
No fowl, no animal, no Ape-
Can face such harsh and vicious odds as us, the True Over-fowl-
And still reign TRIUMPHANT!
What other species can stand alone against the unwashed hordes,
And, rather than cry out in timid supplication,
SCREAM defiance in their face?
What other animal,
With their options expended,
Their bodies BROKEN,
Will push back the aggressor with will and will ALONE?
I challenge ANYONE to look at you,
Citizens of the Nestingland,
And say WE ARE NOT GREATNESS INCARNATE!
FIN HAIL!
Failure to respond to State Salutes warrant a Terminal Offence!
Mandatory reconstruction conscription is underway. Report to your nearest reconstruction centre or face a Pecking squad!
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OBEY. WADDLE. PROSPER.
THE NESTINGLAND OF KRAKKE
BREAKING NEWS
Secondary and Tertiary reserves are being activated by the Nestingchancellery. All servicefowl affected must report to their muster nests by 0400, or face pecking squads.
Remember: A good ape is a Dead ape! Mercy to the sub-fowl is a Terminable Offence!
Thought of the day: A small mind is a strong one!
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OBEY. WADDLE. PROSPER.
THE NESTINGLAND OF KRAKKE
BREAKING NEWS
The Nestingland is once again under siege by nefarious Sub-fowl aggressors. Stealing in the dead of night into the port cities of Noot-Noot and Nestingstadt, these primate vermin have inflicted heavy casualties against the Nestingland Fleet. In retaliation, engineers at the E-1 Rocket facilities returned fire upon the foes, smiting their conscription centers with a righteous fury known only to the Over-fowl.
Repulsed by your comrades cowardly deaths by the hands of Sub-fowl? Enlist today!
A sortie of ME-626 "Little Blue" fighters entered enemy territory as well, destroying a large portion of one of their degenerate cities.
We break now, to the Emperor Penguins speech to the Master-fowl:
Gentlefowl of the Nestingland:
War is upon us. We have not chosen this path, but we must marshal the courage and the determination necessary to drive these cowardly aggressors out of our streets, out of our very homes.
Do you wish to see these savage beasts smash what we have spent decades to build? Do you wish to see your children under the yoke of sub-fowl domination? DO YOU WISH TO SEE YOUR LANDS IN THE HANDS OF THE ENEMY?
We are at WAR.
To each of us falls a task: Push them BACK!
DRIVE them from our nations borders!
SHOW them how our nation, STRONG in its WILL, will stand fast for a thousand winters against the degenerate hordes!
The DESTRUCTION of our CULTURE is imminent, if we fail.
BUT WILL WE FALL?
WILL WE PERISH IN THE DEAD OF THE NIGHT?
WILL WE SUBMIT?
NO!
NO!
AND THREE TIMES NO!
ONE FOWL!ONE NEST!
ONE EMPEROR!
Curfew has been raised to 7:30. All those found outside of their appointed areas after the appointed time will suffer a Terminal Offence!
Rationing has been cut to one meal a day. All those found with more than their appointed food will suffer a Terminal Offence!
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Why is there !@#$ all over the front of the penguins?
The Victors you see before you are pinnacle specimens of the Master-fowl race, and as such they were fighting beak and nail against the sub-fowl vermin until their dying breath. It is only a matter of course that such upstanding Penguinaries would be covered in grime and war detritus.
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OBEY. WADDLE. PROSPER.
THE NESTINGLAND OF KRAKKE
CURRENT AFFAIRS
The Nestingland is pleased to announce Final Victory against the Sub-fowl Commu-Seals. The III and VI Penguinaries are currently securing the ruins of Sealskau as this broadcast is being aired.
Grizzled Veterans of the Great Commu-Seal war on the March.
Interested in joining the Master-fowl fight against the Sub-fowl enemies of the State? Enlist today!
In their victory announcement, the Nestingchancellery set forth their new agenda: The eradication and domination of all sub-fowl nations on the planet of Orbis. A rough analysis is due of such nations strengths and possible usefulness to the continued goal of Master-Fowl dominion.
Current Sub-fowl roster consists of: Anthropomorphic animals of Mammalian, Reptilian, Icthyomorphic, Avian (consisting of non Penguin species), Crustacean, Insectoid, and Hensonian peoples.
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0900 Hours, KCT
50 KM from Sealskau
Finwielder Kunpie itched for a cigarette.
Marching past a pile of rubble, the penguin absentmindedly fiddled with the bold of his carbine to distract himself. His brood was making good headway, and with the pitiful resistance thus far offered by the Sub-Fowl there was talk of being home in time for Nestingmass.
Kunpie glanced at the halftrack leading the group, catching a glimpse of the Broodleaders peaked cap barely clearing the steel sides. Their leader was an ugly runt of a Rockhopper penguin, a veteran of the Wars of Aggression with a scar that clipped one eyebrow, which set him with a permanent inquisitive look.
Kunpie was about to make a quip to a nearby trooper about their leader, when the halftrack ground to a stop. The troops on foot slid to covering positions out of habit, but this section of the city had been dead all morning.
"Did you hear that?" piped the nearby trooper. "Sounded like music."
Kunpie shook his head, straining to hear anything in the ruined city save for spattered carbine fire some distance away.
Their Broodleader muttered something, and the driver started the halftrack with a lurch. The vehicle advanced about two meters when the wall to their left exploded.
Kuunpie was thrown clear, but recovered and sat up to see a beast straight ot of the depths of the Deep.
Easily thrice the height of a chinstrap penguin, the Commuseal waddle-galloped into the street, bellowing a warcry in its crude tongue. A crude harness with what seemed to be a loudspeaker was strapped to its back, and as it approached it began to emit a loud rendition of the Commu-Seal anthem, drowning out the frantic orders of the Broodleader and disorienting the defenders.
A meaty slap jolted Kunpie out of his shock, as bullets began to riddle the Elephant Seal as it charged. Seemingly undeterred, it slammed into the halftrack, flipping it and sending its occupants out into the street. The beast fixated itself on the driver, massive peglike teeth rending the cab open like some obscenely large ration can. A few pops of a service pistol sounded from inside only seemed to anger the seal, and its massive jaws clamped down on the offender, silencing its opposition.
"The brain! Hit it in its egg-laying brain, you worthless Noots!"
Glad of finally hearing an order to follow over the mushed sounds of the seal anthem, Kunpie converged his fire on the monsters head, the accumulated shots wearing down the meaty target like a snowball in the oven. Bellowing, the brute flopped towards the Broodleader, chunks of its skull visible through blood and gristle.
The Rockhopper stood his ground, and as the Elephant Seal opened its cavernous maw to rend the Master-bird, he fired his weapon directly into the roof of its mouth.
As if by a switch, the Commu-Seal dropped, its momentum snapping the bonds of the harness on its back, sending the loudspeaker crashing into the pavement.
As the alien anthem withered and died, the Broodleader ordered a casualty count and ammo redistribution, then to continue on.
Finwielder Kunpie needed a cigarette.
Using Lyrics for Nation Describion
in General Discussion
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Eins - zwei. Sonne - Licht.
Fleiß ist Tugend, Wahrheit Pflicht.
Zu Befehl. Jawohl mein Herr!
Wir sind deutsche Roboter.
Drei – vier. Sternennacht.
Arbeit fertig. Gut gemacht!
Harte Ziele – hoch gesteckt
Die Maschine läuft perfekt.
Korrekt – Perfekt!
Wir müssen uns vermehren.
Die Welt zum Heil bekehren.
Geboren, um zu dienen.
Auferstanden aus Ruinen.
One - two. Sunlight.
Diligence is a virtue, truth is a duty.
Your Orders, Yes Sir!
We are German robot's
Three - four. Starry night.
Work done. Well done!
Tough goals, aiming high
The machine is running perfectly
Correct - perfect!
We have to expand
To convert the world to salvation
Born to serve
Resurrected from ruins