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The Democratic Republic of Yemet SR RP Borisov sat up straight this time before talking and then proceeded to speak, "Mr Prime Minister, I would never threaten more violence, too many Listovian lives have been lost over the years for wars that did not concern us; I simply state that the British government's refusal to understand the situation and the will of the people is a slippery slope indeed and you must be ready to face the consequences to your actions. And you ask me what the Five Kingdoms can not provide to the people of Listovia and that is free will. The freedom to choose our destiny. For too long our people have been subject to foreign control be it from London Proper or Tulipeo, our people have had the freedom to choose our future stripped from us. And it is time for this to end Listovia must be granted true freedom from London Proper so that our people can finally build back the way we see fit and guide our nation into the future the way we want." Borisov took a sip from a glass of water and leaned back into his chair. |
Lucky you! |
The ✠ Grand Empire ✠ of Friently Counter Telegram The callsign shall be "pecunia imperii" we are certain the designers shall be of great assistance to your cause. |
Anyone there? |
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Pardon? This is Lord Voldemort speaking not your local Portuguese citizen. (just kidding, how you doin' buddy) |
The Federal Union of Third 3rd Skyclan republic Berk Blames a Few Problems on the Monroians, and by that, they mean all. Close to the city of Tenedor, 11:00 PM The Night had set itself upon Tenedor, The Moon not being out quite yet meant it was pitch black accept for the Lights. Above, a New Bomber jet flew, AA Did not expect the Stealth craft. nor did it have any reason too. "Cap' , I see the Lights" Said the Gunner, "I see too, Prepare bomb bay doors" He ordered, the Doors opened. Tenedor was a Small city, nor was it important, it just had, Felines. Lots of them, and they needed to be stamped out. A Single Bomb fell out. the Tenedorians had no time, nor preparation. To prepare themselves. The Reckoning. A Flash as the object hit the town hall As in a instant, explosives set off a chain reaction, heat vaporizes the building as a shockwave blows out, a Mushroom Cloud Rose up, Not a Nuclear bomb, A Big dirty Expensive bomb that Caused everything within a 3 block radius to go up, and everything in the city was hit by the shockwave as flames echoed out from the explosion. The Felines had it coming as soon as they killed that single archduke. And Tenedor would Burn. and Not a single crop would grow in the already cold, now dirty, land area in the city for another few decades at least. and Midway to Fredens, Tom saw a distant flash, as he flew, he felt wonder. "What had that been?" |
All the council members were seated. A circular table of 10 men and women all sat in silence. One women, referred to simply as "M" due to the council using initials only, stood up. "Shall we begin our discussion?", she finally says before sitting again. The other council members nod in agreement. "Good. Now, with the recent death of Prince Bernadonne, we aren't exactly in a good position here. There's a lot of things that could potentially go wrong.", M says. Another council member, across from M; known as K, scoffs. "M, you overestimate the challenge we face. Emeraldisian democracy is a guarantee.", he says. M stares coldly at K as the other members stay quiet. "And who's going to stop another dictatorship from forming if we're careless?", she retorts. K falls silent to this. All of them knew very well what could happen if they failed the people of the nation... "M's right. We can't be careless, K.", says another member; known as C. "If we allow the situation to grow beyond our control, then this Interim Government is a failure. Remember our purpose. A temporary system." The others nod in agreement, with a reluctant nod from K. "Well, nonetheless; I suggest we get down to ideas rather than bickering.", responds another member, known as H. "I suggest we begin by finishing Project Emerald with the Babans before we take any further action." "Well, modernisation would be helpful to democracy...", M says. "But even still, most Emeraldisians prefer neutrality and isolation over us joining alliances and picking sides. Once we're done with their help, it's more than likely we will become isolationist again, which is not exactly a bad thing. However; it would definitely damage our relationship with our only real allies." The others nod. "That being said, branching back to what H said, we do need to modernise this nation. Take a look at half of the cities outside the capital. They're wrecks, to put it mildly. Emeraldisian infrastructure, roads, and so much more are poorly developed and hardly exist. Those that do only go so far out until they abruptly stop.", M continues. "Henceforth, I think I am in agreement with most of this Council when I say modernising is our first priority." K frowns. "Why shouldn't we focus on democracy, hmm; M? Is there a particular reason why you favour the modernisation?", K says pompously. "Would you rather have a modern democracy or a failed state?", M affirms. K falls silent and slumps in his chair slightly, knowing his points would get him nowhere. "Anyways, back to the topic at hand.", M says. "As I was saying; we need to build up our technology and modernise up to the rest of Strangereal, then we can go from there. To what K has said, a democracy can only exist when we are finally built up enough and are perfected as a nation that this Interim can finally end." The room falls to silent nods. "If nobody has anything more they wish to contribute or bring to this conversation, then this meeting is adjourned.", M says. A man, simply referred to as A, raises his hand. M nods to him. "With the fact of the matter being that modernisation is also key to us, shouldn't we look at economic reforms as well? We live in what we have been told is the "1800s level" of technology, and we possess very little in the way of heavy production of industry. I think we should also put that on the table, too.", he proposes. M smiles. "Thank you for that interesting topic, A.", she says. "I will say that I agree with you on that, but with our limited knowledge of things such as carbon dioxide emissions and such, we need to also regulate these potential industries. Otherwise, we could have disastrous consequences." The council falls silent. "Well, I suppose that since nothing more is to be said, this meeting is adjourned.", H says. The council members stand and leave. The meeting ends. |
The Imperial Realm of Gothgraff and Lilium Bro really bombed himself for the fun of it. Aerilia and Madrueji |
The Constitutional Monarchy of 5 Kingdoms of Britannia SR RP Chris nodded "There is a comprise then. Between kingdom status and your independence. Autonomy. The exacts can be discussed later but it would be in my power assuming parliament did vote infavour of it to offer the whole region colonial status. You still vote in national elections and recieve funding from London proper. But much if not all day to day running of the region would be down to you all and who ever you elect as colonial governor. Of course matters such as foreign policy would be down to the whole government decision and any armed forces you did raise would have to follow commands from London Proper but you find it would be acceptable to get that freedom of choice." Kadi mayor nodded then spoke "And what does London Proper get for all of it funding and Autonomy it will give us." Ivangord mayor spoke up "And how will we ensure you Brits keep your word?" The room went quite for a moment before Chris spoke again "Look we dont have to make a choice today but I am sure we could really work towards this autonomy idea. What do you think Mr Borisov?" Aerilia, Yemet, and Eternal Dominion |
The Imperial Realm of Gothgraff and Lilium SR RP Knocks on the door of the Empress’s Personal Chamber echoed throughout the room. Sarah Hermangild, the bodyguard of the Empress got up from her recliner in the corner of the room and hurried to the door. She pulled the door a few inches open, eyeing the aid on the other side who held up a tan-colored piece of paper and pushed it through the crack in the door to Sarah. She snatched the paper out of his hand, gave a quick insincere smile, and closed the door behind her as she approached the Empress’s desk, tossing it on Anastasia’s Mahogany desk with a soft thump. Anastasia grabbed her black letter opener from atop a stack of papers on her desk and cut the relay open, dropping the letter opener afterwards. She unfolded the message and stood up from her chair. Walking around the room as she read it, her eyes darting around line to line. Sarah looked at her with an odd expression. A nervous Anastasia was a sight to behold. “What is it?” she asked. Nothing. Anastasia blocked out her subordinate’s question and continued to read the dispatch. With every step her books thumped against the hard-wood floor of her office. She basically circled the room before arriving back at her desk and plopping herself into her chair. “A Relay.” she said coldly. She muttered, “It wasn’t supposed to happen like this.” Sarah snatched the letter out of Anastasia’s hands and started to read it for herself. “I kick out the Marshavans and accuse them of aiding Worker’s Leagues, Go on a Tirade against Socialism, the poison that it is, start to pave the road to war! To victory! And the next thing that gets reported is that the Rubculus’s to our west are preparing to build defensive lines.” Anastasia spoke, before leaning back on her chair. Sarah tossed the dispatch back down on Anastasia’s desk. “I’ll have to speed up the process and cut the public relations sh*t. Surely they don’t need easing into the war. a surprise attack and subsequent war with the Socialist devils would launch them into a nationalist fervor.” Anastasia spoke to herself, “We cannot afford for the Rubculus’s to find their footing and prepare against us. That could be more than just a pain in our side.” The Empress once-more arose from her seat, walking over to one of the many ceiling-height windows that stretched throughout her office and gazed over the concrete jungle that was Braga. The canal, and now this. Evermore increasingly did ‘Baratochi’ get in the way of the Imperial Realm’s dreams as a decider for East Osea. Anastasia pondered. On the horizon, an endless sea of gray and black, the chimneys and smoke-stacks of the capital spouting lifeless white and gray into the sky. “We need more time. We are not yet prepared for a war that could last years.” She said to herself. “Mobilization and production-wise anyways.” She turned towards Sarah, “Please, leave me be.” Sarah opened her mouth to say something in return, but the look of the Empress was enough to motion her out, regardless if she swore to be right next to Anastasia no matter what. She nodded, and exited the room, her voice muffled behind the doors as she spoke to Hans, the Guard posted outside the Empress’s Quarters, outside the door. Anastasia returned to her desk and pulled out a sheet of paper, dipped her pen in ink, and began writing, “Imperial AF Order T1512 - Mara 18th, IY1409 Effectively immediately, a force of ninety thousand troops drawn from throughout the Militariet-Northwest are to be shipped towards the Western border and be placed around the cities of Vezelikum, Urselette, and other nearby villages and homesteads. Post-haste, the construction on quickly-erected military camps will begin to house and supply the influx of soldiers with an expectation of a total of half a million could very-well be cared for. Increased support too-and-from the Logistic-based sub branch of the Imperial Gothilum Army is expected as their duties are kicked into overdrive. Other weapons like Artillery, and accompanying tanks and aircraft will be brought forth as well, them too needing to be adequately supplied. Further reports will be sent to corresponding, responsible generals to coordinate the effort. Saba blesses the Imperial Realm - Hail The Empress.” —-Days Later Columns of Gravibus-Exaltans Haulver-V trucks rode down the bumpy gravel roads of southern Eutharia-Osiyc, the northwestern most province of the Gothilum Mainland. In the back of them, crowded as many soldiers as each could carry as they continuously drove northward from Gaut. In this column alone, five thousand soldiers traveled as the trucks shot northwest bumper-to-bumper, stretching a kilometer down the road in unison. Behind some trucks, towed anti-aircraft guns, anti-tank guns, and mobile artillery, all extradited towards the front as the black clouds of war gathered over Gothgraff and Lilium. The soldiers would arrive at a makeshift camp, the “walls” being rows of barbed wire mounted on top of each other with large wooden poles on each corner. Hastily-set up tents splattered throughout the entire base with medical tents and other necessary facilities thrown throughout. It wasn’t much, but it was something. Until the resources to properly construct a base arrived as the logistical force couldn’t keep up with the influx of people, this would have to do. Soldiers made themselves at home; as this would be their home for months to come. Sallent, Eternal Dominion, Memester, Madrueji, and 1 otherMarshava |
Cordial greetings to all members, I wish to inform you that the "Shulënkrein" party has managed to establish itself in the majority of the Otisłovênsĕ senate, this is a great advance for history and democracy in all our history, also that the government has proclaimed a new flag that represents the union, however many people are worried about the recent threat of a civil war due to the "Tütlkausta" party, part of this is because they both import weapons from abroad, for now that's all, possible reasons could be: 1. The gain of the electroral majority by the liberals "Shülekrein" 2.the change of flag by the liberals which the conservatives of the "Tütlkausta" party did not like for now that is the whole report thanks for listening |
sr rp The Grand Duchy of Trapozili ruled by the Regency Council, has now opened the candidacy of the throne to the entire world. The Grand Duchy and the Head of the Regency Council has opened the throne to accept the nominations of all monarchist condidates. 5 Kingdoms of Britannia and Aviterna |
I see more rp |
I'd like to ask. |
Strangereal Roleplay |
Ah, ok. Got it. |
The Imperial Realm of Gothgraff and Lilium Strangereal- our region's most commonly participated in Roleplay map. Important update: The Strangereal map has changed from TNP to region=saint_helene Strangereal Roleplay Map Very important points: 1. If you would like to stake a claim in for some land on the map then TG, Waupun Island, Minuda, Lungha. 2. If you make a post on the RMB asking to be put on the map, or put it in a factbook or dispatch, you will be ignored, please refrain from doing so. 3. Try your best to find out in advance WHERE you would like to claim, not just "can i join the map pls" or a vague "this rough area pls" *points at an entire continent* Get yourself paint.net, make a thing, show where you want it. Or at the very absolute least try to put in words exactly where, it's not that hard. 4. When you know where you want to be, stay there, don't ask carto if you can move. "B-b-but that spot is nicer and-" Should have thought of that in advance. - - Claims must be: Maps
Reminder: The alliance map is not handled by the carto team but by independent people who only work on it when they feel like it, this may cause the alliance map to be outdated, do not ask for it to be updated, it will be when a new version is finished. |
Random question; how do you get mud out of white canvas shoes |
The Imperial Realm of Gothgraff and Lilium Metal brush and warm soapy water. |
Anarchist republic of motherland Hello |
That’s quite funny tbf. I can want to be British and Welsh. Don’t see the problem with that. Don’t think I forgot the part where Wales isn’t in the UK. Think even Drakeford would agree with me on that. |