Governor: 
The Queendom of Owltino
WA Delegate: None.
Founder: The Queendom of Owltino
Last WA Update:
Embassies: Karma.
Tags: Minuscule.
The Ides contains 2 nations.
Today's World Census Report
The Largest Pizza Delivery Sector in The Ides
World Census staff spent many nights answering the front door in order to measure which nations have the biggest Pizza Delivery industries.
As a region, The Ides is ranked 23,803rd in the world for Largest Pizza Delivery Sector.
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| 1. | The Queendom of Owltino | Anarchy | “Owl-tin-OH!” | |
| 2. |  The Dictatorship of An Extremely Oblivious Julius Caesar | Inoffensive Centrist Democracy | “Ay two, Bru-tay?” |
Regional Happenings
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The Dictatorship of An Extremely Oblivious Julius Caesar arrived from Horizon.
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The The Altoic dependency of Demeneconlos of the region ALTO proposed constructing embassies.
- : The Queendom of Owltino granted posting privileges on the The Ides Regional Message Board to nations in embassy regions.
- : The Queendom of Owltino added a dispatch.
- : Embassy established between The Ides and Karma.
- : New rivania of the region Fort Knox proposed constructing embassies.
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The Psychedelic Daydream of Peoples of Waskar of the region True Waskaria proposed constructing embassies.
- : The Queendom of Owltino set the region's banner.
- : The Queendom of Owltino altered the region's flag.
- : The Queendom of Owltino updated the World Factbook entry.
The Ides Regional Message Board
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🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪 Lower Antegria, Karma Pirate, The CN, and Donut earthers |
The CN's Ides of Karma: An Eleven Skewering Karma Coup March 15th! Ha! Blades gleam bright, Karma's Head Office doors, a fortified dread, Ghad's mess? One stab, enough! Altino's fluff? Two stabs, poof-pow! Brahmana's pomp? He hides in his sh*te lair, Eleven stabs, a messy art, By: The CN of Karma /)/) TL;DR: Brahmana: 3 Boston harbor, The German unity of nigeria, Altino, Leviathan Mammon Ea Asteorra, and 7 othersThe Freakin Guardians of the Galaxy, Blovatlas, Wistenda, Karma Pirate, Al-Bonema, Chikyu, and Donut earthers |
It was a cold morning, with cloudy skies darkening the usually bright and warm hills over the area. The cool atmosphere made me shiver slightly, and helped me overlook, even if temporarily, the sh**ty state of my life. |
The Ides Strike Back March 15th. The air smelled like impending doom and slightly burnt toast. The winds had changed, whispering secrets only you could hear. You had tried to ignore them, but every time you blinked, you saw Altino lurking in the shadows, wiggling her fingers and chanting, "Beware the Ides." 1st Stab – Al-Bonema (No Regrets, Only Blood) 2nd, 3rd, 4th Stab – Karma Pirate 5th Stab – Bureaucracy (Brahmana) 6th Stab – Yourself (By Accident, Of Course) 7th Stab – Yourself Again (This Time on Purpose, but Not Really) 8th Stab – The Guy Who Asked You to Fill Out a Census (Chikyu) 9th & 10th Stabs – Yourself, Thanks to a Rogue Pigeon 11th Stab – Altino (Because, Obviously) Tally (Disclaimer I don't condone violence :) hope everyone has a wonderful spring) Boston harbor, Altino, The Freakin Guardians of the Galaxy, Karma Pirate, and 4 othersThe CN, Al-Bonema, Chikyu, and Donut earthers |
Boom: Copywights Wacking She wakes up to the sounds of construction. Takes her an hour or 6 to get out of bed, yet in despair. Spiraling everywhere, she somehow treats herself to breakfast and leaves for her affairs. Why are the blues lingering, she wonders, why is this routine? Her sense of time, lost. Her sense of direction, attrocius to put it lightly. She opens her bag to grab the map, the path to her journey. To her surprise, its not there, it was never in her bag. An empty paper and a knife she finds, must have packed it in with the lunch by accident. There is no lunch tho, she laughs hysterically. The amalgamation of anxiety, frustration, and anger, now lead her to the construction site. She saw Lewont nomming shawarmas and Gewman Unity of Nigewia, napping after a long day of recieving Endorsement tgs. How can they relax after taking my sleep away, she complained. The "solution" is in my hand, sharp justice for their awaking band, she sliced through them both, ate their Shawarma, and ran away from the site. Their screams however, were heard, and now she was being pursued by the Feds. Pwasma and shockingly enough, Awtino encircled her, with their guns in hand and no storm brewing to distract, she obliged to give up her knif- oh wait did they just double in my bag? Brutally without thought, she stabbed them simultaneously, leaving them breathless. What have I done, she laughs while trauma weighs her down. Maybe I'll slaughter the bystanders so no one will know and this madness will end, she stabs around. Jwone, Bwidgette, and Awwthena, three civilians get a new piercing as a by product of her actions, her deeds are now world renowned. Well that just made my problems worse, my neurochemicals are to curse. Or are they? If I took them out, are the actions mine or is it the purse? She tries seeking shelter at Fwori and Yappaw's, but is denied home. Additionally, they called her a stabby gnome. Driven by her anguish, she digs a hole through their hearts, pulls up nationstates and encourages Kawrma to do their endotarts. Crushed by agony and regrets, she opens her bag one and takes out the knife one final time. Is this who I really am, under all the filters and masks? Is this the real me? She spirals down yet again, an endless world of torture. She takes aim at her anxiety, hoping to end the source of her pain once and for all, but it doesn't end. Maybe the real pain I made was myself along the way. Before the authorities capture her, she takes aim once again, this time she goes for her heart, taking out Kawma Piwate herself in the process. The 11 stabs are complete, and so is the story. But the endless cycle of hurt people is eternal, hate brews hate, hurt people hurt people, she couldn't change it. Maybe you can, maybe you will. TLDR: Boston harbor, The German unity of nigeria, Altino, Al-Bonema, and 1 otherChikyu |
The Ides of Karma The Ides return, their will is set, I draw my blade with no regret. Ink turns to crimson, Shrimp's fingers go slack, the pen in my hand ensures no way back. Open hands plead, but hope fades away, as Plasma is left pinned in a macabre display. Killing blow lands, swift and straight, as DJ mouths my name a moment too late. Stabs (1 all): (My first time writing poetry in forever, so apologies its not that great! I focused more on matching the first letters than the rhymes. Thanks to CN for the poem idea.) Boston harbor, Altino, The Litterbox, The Freakin Guardians of the Galaxy, and 4 othersWaterstania, Karma Pirate, The CN, and Al-Bonema |
Kelb’s Karma Stabbing Spree Waking up on the 15th, Kelb was consumed by the urge to stab close allies, and leaders of state… He forced himself out of bed, With a pair of small embroidery scissors glistening in his pocket, Kelb pranced through the incorporeal land of Karma, he thought about who would be the target of his bloodlust ‘AlTno? No (-_-)… Zai? _(:3 」∠)_ ðey haven’t Xisted since the Guidance… Brahmana! Th@ old man! >:( how rude!’ Locating the target, Kelb waltzed and wandered through the void and found Brahmana, looking sad and old and very boring. Kelb trotted along, mind wandering to the bloodied scissors in his pocket and how he could make them even bloodier. He found himself wanting a trophy for his stabs… ‘What do I want th@ much? Who can I stab 4 it? (ｰｰ;)’ but suddenly, his desire was revealed to him! -w-)! The emotion shrimp used／(^o^)＼ he wanted it for himself and himself alone! Kelb was satiated. But his scissors still looked so sharp… surely he could find something to make them duller with? Lynxi! They wouldn’t be around for much longer… Kelb’s scissors hit hard metal! It was crayon (ㆀ˘･з･˘) the scissors slided across the smooth surface and hit Kelb in the thigh! m(._.)m Kelb sat down, poorly wrapping gauze around his thigh, but suddenly, whatever he sat down on squealed ( ；∀；) it was Chair (´⊙ω⊙`) Kelb along the wood grain! Against the wood grain! Into the metal screw! Oh no… The scissors fell out of Kelb’s grip and bounced, slicing Kelb’s palm ‘Owwie (´°̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥ω°̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥｀)’ Kelb thought. Don’t stab or run with scissors. Boston harbor, Altino, Leviathan Mammon Ea Asteorra, Levont, and 4 othersThe Freakin Guardians of the Galaxy, Karma Pirate, Chikyu, and Donut earthers |
I wrote a short story that sticks to the true spirt of the ides of march which of course is a brutal coup d'état: Radial Councillor DJ was putting the finishing touches on the Culture Club (NGO edition) art week when Lev threatened him with blackmail and an ugly smear campaign. This was the last straw. Fed up with the oligarchy of the sages and their fickle rule, DJ and the Karma Cooperative Union plotted a glorious revolution that would turn Karma into a democratic utopia. TLDR 2 stabs for our founder and governor, 2 for every sage except alti who only gets one totaling 11 stabs Altino, Lower Antegria, Al-Bonema, and Chikyu |
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