Hariko
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Issue 4xx: The Singularity
The Issue: An AI developed in a military lab has become self-aware and has begun wreaking havoc on the country with robots in a nightmare scenario. People have come to you in a panic in order to find a way to address the quickly-worsening situation.
1. Military officer says blow stuff up
2. Humanitarian worker says evacuate the country
3. Transhumanist says to join the robots and become cyborgs
4. The AI says that humans are simple, self-destructive creatures that cannot take care of themselves, therefore the superior AI should be in charge and take care of the humans...lest the humans face extermination
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Henry E. Wilson Tech Museum? About 4 years. Hotel Ville De Livre? About 200 Years
“No, the entire city; that was what I was referring to.”
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Harúnjeo looks around, taking in the surroundings.
“How old is this place?”
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The Harikene delegation's flight has landed and is taxiing to its gate.
“Ugh, my legs are so cramped; Delta sure has been trying to squeeze as much money out of its passengers as possible,” complains Paeksan Cheonhwa, ”when will we get off this already?”
“No kidding,” replies Sobehido Jjeremi.
“Whose idea was it to ride coach on a public airline anyway?” says Cheonhwa.
“That of his royal highness,” says Jjeremi. Harúnjeo Kodeï swiftly elbows Jjeremi in the side, and Cheonhwa chuckles.
“Harúnjeo-ji, is this supposed to be some sort of statement?” she teases.
“To do otherwise would be to fuel suspicions,” Kodeï states coldly, “and besides, you two could stand to go without a first-class jet serving lobster for once.”
“Oh, don't worry, you'll get yours, Mr. Prime Minister: I brought your crown for shits and giggles,” Jjeremi says.
“You did what!?”
“I brought your crown. Every dignitary has to look their sharpest, you know. Have some presence, will you? This isn't Hariko; you don't have to appeal to the common man anymore. Demand some respect. Dressing like you own the place will surely help.”
Kodeï sighs. “You, sir, are a pain in the ass.”
“I wish to please, milord.”
“Unbuckle, we're pulling into the gate,” says Cheonhwa, “So, do you think they'll mess up our names again, like they always do?”
“What, by calling him Mr. Kodeï?” responds Jjeremi, “Always amusing when they address us by our given names.”
“The least they could do is bother to check which one is our family name...” grumbles Cheonhwa.
“It's a Western country; that's why it's called a last name there. For it to be anywhere else defies their logic,” explains Jjeremi.
“You get used to it,” comments Kodeï.
The bell rings and everyone gets up and starts grabbing their bags from the overhead bins as the overtired flight attendants attempt to get people to orderly exit the plane. The Harikene delegation walks off the plane and into the terminal with the security detail in plainclothes trailing close by. The group shuffles through immigration and then finds their ride to the hotel. The security loads up everyone's bags into the back of the black SUV, and the SUV leaves the terminal to negotiate the Carson Village rush hour traffic.
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Representing India, Anoushka Shankar and her half-sister Norah Jones with Unsaid:
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Representing Turkey, Hadise with her song Prenses:
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2. You can't use ESC/JESC songs.
Please make clear that you are referring to Eurovision and Junior Eurovision.
3. The artist can only link to a country by heritage by either Parents or Grandparents.
As in us IRL? Or the artist of the song?
4. All singers must be above 18 years old.
Same as above.
5. The artist can only perform for one country per edition.
As in the artist we pick for that country can only sing one song, and we can do multiple countries, or is it only one person, one country, one song?
6. The voting is the same as ESC, 12 points for your favorite, 10 for your second favorite, 8 for your third favorite, and 7-1 for others.
Hariko, twelve points! La Harique, douze points!
Basically, don't take this too seriously, and have fun!
(╯°□°）╯︵ ┻━┻ HWAAAAAA!!
LET'S DO THIS!
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Oops, already came up with one.
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Can someone (lazy Ele is in mobile) put them all in a single post?
On it, Delegarth Elegate!
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*sets up glitter land mines in the garden out back*
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*sips tea*
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This is a really long intro thread.
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"I have a dream that our children will not be judged by the color of their skin, but by the amount of money they spend on our products!" says well-groomed George Wallstreetson, CEO of Hard Cash Inc "So what if the food is making them blue or green? Hell, we can probably make them florescent pink and employ them in some of the clubs we own. And wait until you see the new product we have in the works: singing potatos! Who wouldn't want one, or seven hundred? And i'm sure that a little government support would let us put these out on the market faster, if you know what i mean. "
crowds of candy-colored people are now attending potato operas across the country
- Saint Mark, Plagentine and Darkesia
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Sorry, the government you requested diplomatic relations with no longer exists.
Please contact the successor government on site. Elegarth has control over diplomacy.
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I agree; we've been dragging this process out for months.
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It's time for me to begin a new election cycle.
There is currently no outstanding business besides the various reports that need to come in.
My time as Advocate has seen decent growth in the region forum (adding 47 members) but little growth in the government participation.
However it is my belief that the position of Advocate is unnecessary to the forum and should belong to the Delegate as rightful leader of TWP and its peoples. Therefore, I'm asking that we remake the government to reflect this concept rather than start a new election cycle.
Perhaps the advocate should hold a vote to dissolve the Union and declare his office extinct.
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What do they eat? Bachelors?
Something attached to them, anyway.
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I'm not really sure if there is a more specific way to define white.
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That involves computer systems, not a robot apocalypse.