Day One

[diejoubu]

Day One The nations arrive on the nameless island by boat at mid-afternoon. They will be dropped off at a quiet dock and boat will leave shortly after. At the end of the dock, they will find some items that have been sent ahead for them by their bosses. Among these items are: - Four tents - Packs of bottled water and snacks - A fishing net and a pair of poles - Two pots and a pan - Four first aid kits - A limited supply of alcohol - An emergency radio - A limited supply matches/lighters - Two maps of the island The beach is nice; clean with white sand and a shady forest up the shore. Aside from the sounds of the waves, seagulls, and the wind blowing through the forest, the island is silent. The nations wanted to a deserted, tropical island getaway and this is certainly the right place for it. The Nations can begin to set up camp or try to explore the island. Due to the time they arrived on the island, they won't be able to get too far before night falls. Activity Weather: Sunny, clear, and warm with the occasional cool breeze. Electronics: Electronic items will work fine during the day without issue. If you're desperate to update your Tw*tter account, you might get lucky and find an area on the beach with a faint signal. It will take a few tries and some patience but you will be able to update your social network of choice or make a brief phone call before you lose connection. Magic: Magic will work normally on the island during the day. Animals: Any animal companions brought to the island by a nation will stay close to their companion. Otherwise, they will act normally. ???: No unusual activity. Day One | Night One Day 2 will go up on 4 June

Comments

[commie_island]

Out of touch? I think you're talking about yourself again hermana. I spend plenty of time with my people.

[It's not like he's not painfully aware of the downsides of the current system. But sometimes you have to work with what you have. On that note.]

And that bastard? Kick him out. You're supposed to be an independent country, not a 'protectorate'.

[Come on, the hermana he knew would have fought.]

[spanglish]

Cry me a river and sing me a sad song!! I spent all my time at home already, so what if I go visit that gringo once in a while? It's not like I want to! [except when you do] It's more like I have to and if you pulled your head out your ass for one measly second, m'ijo, you'd know that!

So don't talk shit, 'cause you don't know shit! [huff huff]

And for your information, I, Luz María Colón, am not a protectorate, I am the Associate [pause] Free [pause] State of Puerto Rico, so let it sink in before I make it sink in!

[she fought so hard. she really did.]

[commie_island]

Right, no interest going there at all.

[Believes you totally. Only not at all.]

Call it what you want. Still a territory.