The Chairman of Mankind is the immortal Perpetual who serves as the ruling chairman of The Soviet Union of Man, and is described by the Soviet Communist Party of the Soviet Union and the Soviet Department for Agitation and Propaganda as the Father, Guardian and Premier of humanity. The Counterrevolutionaries and the capitalists of the West refer to Him as "the Anathema" for He is the greatest embodiment of universal Order in the galaxy today. He has sat immobile, his body slowly crumbling, within the Golden Throne of Communism for over 10,000 standard years. Although once a living man, His shattered, decaying body can no longer support life, and it is kept intact only by the cybernetic mechanisms of the Golden Throne and a potent mind itself sustained by the daily sacrifice of thousands of lives.
The Chairman of Mankind is literally bound to a glorified portable toilet; He’s a rotting corpse, kept alive by his comrades with the constant sacrificing of children’s souls.
You’re laughing; Lenin’s dying, and you’re laughing?
[Dinner with Empress Ehime SR RP] Empress Ehime of Arirang Federation of Krustevland The Dinner we have lettered about earlier last month has been delayed to this Wednesday I Kalasia Tupou IX will hope to come at your permission if you have trouble with that day we will change it to Friday. I will be arriving in a mega car parade on the day I will be able to come. The Tongan cooks will be coming to cook some of our Tongan food. We would be happy to give you a free pass to see what it is like in the Islands of Tonga for a day. -Her Royal Majesty Queen Kalasia Tupou IX of Tonga
I’m happy enough to participate at my current activity level. I’ve always preferred the RMB to the forum, and it is easier for me to maintain a connection to the game this way. The forum requires too much sustained effort. I was not personally able to work out healthy emotional and mental boundaries to be able to continue there and have a healthy real life. I would rather goof off here and save my actual effort for things that are important to me in the “real world”. I love to spend time outdoors, volunteer in my community, and try to be a net positive to the world. That occupies a lot of my time. :)
As golden yoke, the sun formed, creeping up from behind the shells of a snowy hill. Like magic, the star beamed, bright and bouncing off the snow, shimmering. Dao smiled, actually smiled, at the arctic beauty, always delivers; the president crept out his private jet and across the abandoned landing strip. Bubbly, the man hobbled over to a limousine and scurried away toward the meeting halls. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The building was a spectacle. Elaborate and refined, the threads of a long, winding labyrinth had been thrown at him as he contemplated which way to walk. Fortunately a young escort guided the president through the palace and toward the council rooms.
Forcing himself not to gawk at the palette of lavish items, Dao skipped further, excited. It has been years, decades? Dao drowned the thoughts as he continued a gleeful waltz past the portraits, sculptures, and artifacts. Yes!he loved Sanada, the country, the culture--he glanced around the hallway--the history!
"This way Leader Phan," the servant bowed low, almost too low.
"The pleasure," he peaked back at the hallway, "was all mine."
"No problem mag--sir." he rushed away.
He didn't just--Instantly, the doors to the hallway popped open, "Hello there Dearest Dao."
"And you," Dao grinned, forcefully. He began to stumble over to his seat at the table, the servant at the door fell to his feet as he walked by. Shocked and surprised the president giggled under his breath and made the slow journey to the table--across from Worick, Worick Lacienega.
My ambassador (or something similar) name is Taichi Yamaguchi, well, for the embassy location, its up to you
For your embassy, how about my capital?
Old venice
The Army at this point, crumbled internally. Leadership was cut at the head, they were trapped, encircled, outgunned. Only a few hours into the revolution, the nationalists had failed. One of the last generals officially called for a surrender a few hours after the President had been rescued.
(Rome, Western Vapia) - Benito Mussolini Alive, Coups the Kings Government. On the 6th of March, a Blackshirt revolution originating from the Vapian colony of Altus erupted, spreading to all parts of the empire.
After 2 days of intense combat, the King of Western Vapia called for a ceasefire, agreeing to appoint the ringleader, a miraculously alive Benito Mussolini, as the “Prime Minister” of the nation, which was promptly renamed to “Office of Il Duce.”
A reporter from a local paper managed to interview the alive Mussolini, and when asked what his plans were, Il Duce replied with “Western Vapia, as it stands, has been weakened by the ideas of “liberty”. The nation will go back to the strong policy it once occupied, and the prestige of the Empire will be restored!”
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Collapse of Alliance Territories Opens Land of Thousands of Native Tribes
(Kunta Tribe) - Alliance territory. It's something we all loved, I for one will miss The Hotel Republic. If we go way back, we can see the war that lead to the creation of the first HL territory, and by extension my first governorship. I was tasked with a district, which we governed together. The rebellion that broke out was put down, and a lot of though went into the district. Anyway, all the alliance land has been dissolved. What is living there now is unknown, just that they are no longer United under a government. Perhaps the most notable examples would be the Warsaw Pact territory that has been dissolved and Elthayis, which was former land of the Sanada Clan. It's unknown if The Sanada Clan will get the land back at this time, but one can think that it might come that way.
An estimated 530K pixels where opened up for new Nations, though. This amount of land is for sure an improvement, but controversy has come to light as people feel that some of the nations that got land from the deal don't deserve it. I'm not making a comment on how this reporter feels about it as it's not my place, but know that there is controversy that has come to light over it. Anyway, it would seem that the world has gotten bigger again for the first time in, well, a long time.
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COR Civil War Continues
(Mbaïki, Central Osean Republic) - COR has an ongoing civil war going on between two sides of the political spectrum. The oppressive Kimbu Regime has been ruling the Central Osean Republic for years and the people had enough. The Civil War broke out on 24 January, 2023. The war has seen mass casualties on all sides. With casualties in the millions, the Civil War has hit its peak already and it is expected to go further.
Entire populations of cities have been wiped out and the fighting is heavy on all sides. Child soldiers have been deployed on both sides and children have been taken from all cities between Kimbu COR and Oudoa COR.
Fighting remains heavy and as I am standing here in the middle of what could be named a warzone, I am very vigilante.I also have numerous soldier escorts bringing me from place to place on risk of a surprise violent attack against the Kimbu stronghold of Mbaïki.
Collapse for the Central Osean Republic of Africa may seem imminent with no alliance to back them up. Another African Republic, the African Caribbean Republic of Deerfenland, had its Minister of War openly endorse the Central African Rebels and their fight through the Central Osean Republic.
Refugees have piled into the neighboring nation of the Sarko-Roctainian Union. Thousands have crossed the border to escape from the harsh fighting that is going on inside their borders. Others have escaped to the neighboring Native Osean Land of Hakuru. The native tribe has a big city that can hold 7 million. The thousands of evacuees are adapting to their new lives outside of the Central Osean Republic.