I agree, I was just throwing out suggestions out the time. For what it’s worth, I was hesitant to mention it because I had a feeling it’d get racist pretty fast.
You sure seem to like the tourist idea. Oh, you Jumungku…
That’s Jumangku, by the way…
We really need some more troops over there, if we’re going to hold the area. And it would be nice if they didn’t hate us afterwards, I’ve learned that they got hit HARD a little while ago.
So let’s just talk loudly, take lots of pictures, ask stupid questions, and reek of suntan lotion.
For those of you who don’t speak Hawaiian, the word for “Trash” is “Mahalo”. Really, you see it on the trash cans everywhere around there.
Remember when the Brady Bunch went there? That was ALL TRUE! Beware the Tikis, and you’ll be okay.
If you visit a lounge, be sure to request “Tiny Bubbles”, they love that song. And the one about the “Humuhumunukunukuapua’a”, that’s another current big hit.
It’s little bits of useful info like that that will keep us from looking like jerks.
All are asked to move into Hawaii and endorse Jumungku. Password is “deathray”, or was it “deathrays”?
A battle report to follow later today.
It’s “deathray”
Or telegram Jumangku and ask me if I burning you (***)…
heh.
I kind of already started in with the tourist theme, so I guess that’s what we’re going with. Sorry if I overstepped my bounds.
No, I love it, dude.
“zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz” says the diplomat now.
I meant to write the battle report when Darth and I signed off this morning. I started on it, too. It’s pretty good so far. Then I fell asleep. It was like, five friggin thirty people! I was supposed to wake up then!
The battle report will come shortly.
I love the tourist theme!
I just launched my second round of questions to shock and awe the natives.
With the amount of nations that are there, and those of which are UN members, I think we’re safe for now. If they do try and vote us out, we should see it coming a mile away. All we need is 1 or 2 nations ready to come if needed. Go us!
Happyplace.
Ha! 'Tis conquered.
Also, for some reason, I have an endorsement. :dubious:
Ha! 'Tis conquered.
Also, for some reason, I have an endorsement. :dubious:
-FUSS
Here are some ideas.
Be sure to comment on how well they speak English.
Your comments should make it clear that you’re hazy about whether or not Hawaii is part of the USA. “We’re flying back to America on saturday” and comments like that.
Ask them when the volcano erupts and how often it destroys their homes.
Complain about the high prices as though it’s their fault. Neglecting the fact that they pay those same high prices every day of their lives.
Thanks, Fern!
The odd thing is, I don’t think anyone there is aware they’ve been invaded yet…
What’s up with that?
It’s from me. It’s so that we won’t have just one person with all the endorsements, incase something happens like a counter-invasion. Added protection, you see.
Also, we should probably swipe off the password on the Sea of Cecil board because some of our people moved directly from there.
Darth, the story’s been tipped off in that off-site NS news board I showed you. In fact, one of the writers there (whom I know elsewhere in NS) asked me about an interview. You’re the leader, you wanna take it? Let’s keep up the tourist theme and avoid mentioning Cecil, unless popular consensus among the group is that we want to tell everyone that we’re Sea of Cecil. Let’s discuss that soon maybe.
I’d say let them know. Let them try to invade, I’m sure we can fend off any counter invasion. Wiping off the password would be a good idea. I think everybody that needs or wants to know probably does by now.
Err, ahem. Sirruhs, I report to you today from the sun-parched beachlands of Hawaii, the latest notch under the Bastard belt. The Dopeistan Service of Bastards, in connection with the Amish Steam Navy, has landed upon the faraway shores of the East Pacific and subjugated the island peoples. Their tribal king has been exiled (but only for a brief while, we’re polite you see) and we’ll begin to culture the savages later today.
Tor a moment, the outcome feared unlikely. I myself almost missed the battle, having nearly overslept. However, a mysterious rogue sporting a flag not greatly dissimilar from the Dominion of Canda’s arrived on the scene, and the blockade runner provided valuable support to our Cause.
I remember the look of shock on my face, whenst I was gazing through my spyglass on the deck of me ship, the Mammothistan, and I saw the clipper dart through the harbor. As I said to my first mate, “I say, old boy, good show! Good show! The battle is nearly ours. But, there’s something striking about that ship there, the Remonte.”
“It looks to be Canadian” said the young fellow.
I added, “I suppose so, my young adventureous boy and exploration partner, but that flag. It doesn’t appear to be a maple leaf. My word, that flag… is that flag sporting marijuana?”
And indeed it was.
We saluted it proudly, for it had won the day.
The greatest part of the battle was over, we tried to begin the task of organizing a post-war government. We think ahead, you see. At this time our earlier main channel of communications was rendered unavailable to us and we saught other means. Myself and the captain of the Jumungku began many telegrams to each other, to sort out the confusion.
It was decided that Jumungku would be Lord Governor of the Isles, for he is probably most able to carry out the night watch.
It was also decided that I would tell him what to do as delegate, to protect the region. Every night it shall be padlocked, and every morning it shall be unpadlocked. UN members we are unfamiliar with shall not be allowed to endorse each other, to prevent them from organizing a resistance to overthrow us.
However, doubt sank in. The Isles had been quiet for some time now, but our takeover was not yet official. The UN update had missed the region. We worried we arrived too late. The whole campaign had been for naught if this was true! My ship was very worried; we asked the Jumungku to get ready to bail quickly from Hawaii before the delegate wakes up and bans all of us from the region. My crew began to prepare for a long and humiliating journey home.
But then luckily, Rear Admiral Fern Forest, captaining the great man-o-war, Her Majesty’s Ship, Great Newington Butts sailed into port and bombarded the natives with her huge guns and gave us the support we needed for Jumangku marines to take to the shore and battle the inhabitants; who were quickly slaughtered. Being savages and all.
The isles were secured, a proper government installed, and much of the local historical curiosities bulldozed for cheap, tasteless discount hotels and shopping malls.
We await the tourist seasons and are confident in our abilities to defend the isles of Hah-WHY-eeeeeee in the event of a counterrattack. Sirruhs.
What else?
All in favor of removing password protection?
And Blackeyes, nice work. Where was the NS board, again?
Aye, sir! The rep from the Saxon States is in favor.
No where’s that darned restroom?
Okay, folks, the password will be gone soon…
Whee!
Or not:
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Okay, there we go…
Wide open, folks!