countryhumans · anthropomorphic flags · united nations · diplomacy · stern · kind · cold · thoughtful · political intrigue · global harmony
Declare your nation. The vast hall hummed with subdued energy as each delegate arrived, flashing their access cards to enter the inner sanctum. We took our places around the sweeping arc of the chamber, the empty seats gradually filling until every flag was represented. When the room fell still, the presiding officer rose. His voice, calm and authoritatively cold, proposed a binding new alliance and indicated that certain representatives would be selected to implement its terms. A heavy, expectant silence settled over the assembly. UN: We shall now deliberate this alliance further. USA: Understood. *His reply was short, his demeanor visibly displeased.* Italy: What could possibly be bothering him now?