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May 11th, 2021

Across the nation, air raid sirens went off as other sirens blared a message. Soldiers prepared, mass troop movements began as a message blared over the sirens; a woman’s voice that was nearly deafening.
“Invasion imminent, foreign forces are landing or are on Tussian soil. Proceed to your nearest shelter or homes. All able-bodied men enlisted in the Home Guard are to arrive at their nearest service posts. The nation is now under martial law; anyone caught outside in thirty minutes (would go down as needed) will be detained unless a proper reason is given; in that event, you will be escorted to your nearest shelter.”
Soldiers jumped out of trucks and APCs as all of the autonomous and free zones were quickly dismantled by a mixture of riot police and soldiers. Tanks with bulldozer blades pushed through barricades; whether people were on them or not did not matter. Soldiers forcibly detained anyone caught outside after the thirty minute mark, shoving them into vans. Those in the zones were beaten and forced. Some gunfire was exchanged but everything was quickly under control of the military.
Thousands of people were arrested today. There was no invasion; it was a crackdown disguised as a drill. Invasion drills were done usually between five-ten years between each other; but never nationwide.

//This post is set a little bit after my civil war, this retcons the time between my civil war and now, this won't change too much of our events, it would just make certain responses different.//

NCC News Government Broadcast

"Hello it is me, your new president, Gregory Tarpel. 4 days ago I received an offer from Consul Holcomi, and it was very strange indeed.

He offered an idea, he called it, the Vabasian Federation. It's the idea is that both of our republics, while still seperate in ways, act as united states, and we'd both meet up in our potential capital of Lond. It would have our upper houses give representatives to make a large congress. These are very oversimplified from the letter I was given, but these things are still important.

I personally believe, that forming the Vabas Federation, is the best idea. To all of our minorites, we promise that there will still be local governments that support your interest.

I just sent a letter, answering yes, to Consul Holcomi, and now, I shall be known as Consul Tarpel. Today, Antarctican Immigrants, will be known as the State of Antarctican Immigrants. Thank you for viewing loyal citizens"

The broadcast ends

//For more information, join discord

//this is a compilation of previous posts since I haven't been doing it on the RMB a lot.

[Special'naya Ogda Telegramma]
10:45:53AM BST, May 9th, 2021

Recip. Maximum Valdez, Tribian Chancellor
Subj. Humanitarian Aid
To Mr. Valdez,

WE SHALL BE SENDING BIGGONIA HUMINTARIAN AID OF FOOD AND MEDICAL SUPPLIES IMMEDIATELY VIA OVERLAND FLIGHT [STOP] WE IMPLORE YOU NOT TO GUN THESE PLANES DOWN AS IT WOULD BE DETRIMENTAL TO OUR RELATIONS WITH YOU [STOP] EXPECT THESE SHIPMENTS TO BEGUN AT NOON TODAY [STOP] WE HOPE THIS WAR WILL BE OVER QUICKLY AND WHEN THE DUST SETTLES, WE CAN ALL GO BACK TO NORMALITY [FULL STOP]

General Grigori Boichenko
Commander, 1st Baikalan Medical Division.

Sergei Muchitelnov Memorial Military Base,
Prichalibirsk, Relykstrana
Address:
69 Ozgraya Boulevard, 73606.

POV: Non-Baikalan Citizen
A Video now popped up on (Insert This Region's Version of Youtube.)
The title said
'Brawl in Baikalan Duma caught on camera.'
As you pulled up the video, it showed the well lit and decored Chamber of the Duma, where two speakers were shouting at each Other. You couldn't tell what they were saying, but if you understood Baikalan, they were shouting at each Other about whether it would be morally right to declare war on Tribia, and mobilize troops by the end of the week. The shouting got so intense it came to a breaking point. You then heard ragtime music like the ones out of a saloon begin to play.
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=sE86FR2SzBo
What appeared to be a politician leaning heavily on a cane walked over to the speaker on the right, who was a Blue-Star Party member, and swiftly beat his legs from out underneath him, and the Cane-wielding politician began whaling on this Fascist politician who was probably 2 times younger than him. The whole scene then devolved into utter chaos, with fists, papers, binders, and even chairs going flying and harming people as the Chamber was turned into quite literally, a political war zone. After about 3 and a half minutes, guards started flooding in and began breaking up the fighting. It was at this point that the video then cut off, and said "47 members of the Duma were severely injured, and many more left with bruises and nasty cuts."
The video then cuts off completely, leaving you staring at a black screen with a replay button in the center.
END POV.

[Newspaper Cover]
Eжедневный федеральный
(The Daily Federal)

May 7th, 2021

KonsiliaĈambro burned to the ground!

Last night, under mysterious circumstances, citizens and natives of Stepgorod, and the surrounding Zhakutsk Oblast saw a huge plume of smoke, coming from the center of town, and several people called ES, firefighters showed up on the scene. It took them 8 and a half hours to get the fire under control, but by then, the damage had already been done, there was nothing left of this historical monument, and important legislative building. As of 9 this morning, the Blue-Star party made a scathing speech about how the Communists were the ones who did it, and they had found...

For more see page 8

A video was posted by a Biggonian tourist in Baikala,

Baikalan Praetorial Guard Ceremony.

The video cut in with a picture of the entrance of the doorway to the Ursa palace opening, and revealing a thin Praetorial guard step out.
//They look like number 7//
https://images.app.goo.gl/7Hfqie1eaeaMWqQC9
he then unfurled a piece of parchment which he had carried under his arm, and read it aloud.
"Imperial Decree number 7 in the reign of Praetor Leonid Volkin. In the light of the unfortunate and tragic passing of Emperor Josef III, ruler of Biggonia, the Ursa Palace's flag, which has remained at full mast for almost 30 years, shall now be lowered to half mast as an omage of respect."
He now indistinctly yelled something in Old Baikalan, and there was the sound of stamping boots. A line of five Baikalan Praetorial Guards men marched out. Once they were out, the commander, decorated with a ceremonial Shashka sheath, and epaullettes, shouted in English.
"File, into Rank! MARCH!"
They then moved from a single column to a line, facing the crowd. The officer began shouting orders, and eventually they made their way to the flag. After a 5 round salute, the guards slowly, purposefully and gracefully, lowered the flag to half mast, then did the orders that got them outside in reverse.

The guard with the parchment then read the second part.
"And as a symbol of to our condolences to the Biggonian people, and government, all flags shall follow likewise, and fly half mast."
He then stamped his foot, saluted, then turned 180 degrees, walked back in, and shut the door.

The Video then ended.

May 11th, 2021
Zhakutsk, Southern Baikala

Leon Amurov was watching a ballet in the dark Tolskoy Theatre, along with 500 other people. Leon was whispering to his wife about different techniques they were using.They were simply amazed at the skill the dancers showed and were to preoccupied to notice they were being watched. Once the show ended, Leon and his wife got up, left the row of seats they were in, and attempted to exit. As they were exiting, two men in Dark Blue uniforms, which look like this, blocked there way. One of them said "Comrade Amurov, we are sorry to interrupt you, but I'm afraid to report that you are being placed under arrest for treason against the Imperial Republic of Baikala." Amurov's eyes blew up in size and said "Wha- What? These claims are-" he wasn't able to finish his sentence, as the two men grabbed him, and pinned him to the floor, before taking out binder cuffs, and placing them around his hands, while his wife was distressed, telling them they had the wrong man, and attempting to remove the NSB agent from her husband, but she was shoved back. After about another 2 minutes, the agents walked out with Amurov in cuffs, and led them to an armored truck which had been labeled "Cюро национальной безопасности." in bold, Neon white letters. He was roughly shoved into the back of the truck, where he found about a dozen other people similarly tied up, and the last thing he heard before the door closed was:
"Have fun in Koshmar, fascist Blue Star pigdogs!"

FIRST:

Upon returning home, Maximus followed his usual routine, being met by the TSS at the airport to be transported back to his palace. He came in, same as he always did, seeing his wife, and 3 kids before he went into his office and began working on a speech that he had to present tomorrow to the Tribian people wondering as to why Tribia had pulled out of Biggonia. The war was over, but Maximus's problems were far from over. A little later that night, as Maximus was getting tired, his eldest son, William Valdez, age 21 walked into the room.

"Hey dad. How was today?"

"Oh, it was rough. We had to pull out of Biggonia. Not my first choice, but most certainly not my last."

"Oh, and why must you insist on declaring the world under Triban rule? A world is composed of many nations, not just 1 single one."

"Son, can we not go through this again. I'm very tired and sick of arguing over this topic. You will be Chancellor some day. Why would you throw away everything the Valdez family has worked for?"

"I'm not throwing it away, I'd be saving Tribia from being attacked by foreign powers. You realize, this whole Valdezism thing, it's a thing of the past. I've kept that to myself for a few years now. This isn't the 19th century anymore. We have to move with the times. On the current track your on right now, you'll have Tribia destroyed before you die."

"How dare you talk to me like that! I am not only Chancellor of Tribia but your god damn father! Your lucky I don't throw you in jail. You disgrace the Valdez family name!"

William beings walking over to Maximus while he is still shouting, going over to one of the walls with a sword behind him that belonged to his great great grandfather.

"You will bring ruin to Tribia, and to the Valdez family name if you go through with this Maximus!."
By William calling his dad by his first name, and not using dad, Maximus lost it, and charged his son. But William anticipated this, and grabbed the sword from its hanger on the wall, and before Maximus could even react, his own son, William Valdez stabbed his father though the heart, knocking him down while he yelped in pain. The guards had vacated the positions around Maximus's office right before William walked in upon William's orders, and no one heard the yelp as the palace was too large for anyone to hear what happened in his office just then.

"Father, I'm truly sorry about this, but you brought this upon yourself. You are a corrupt dictator that is cruel to the rest of the world because you don't stand for what they believe in, but I will make a promise as the new chancellor, to bring Tribia to peace and end this reign of terror and abuse."

Maximus then said his final words,

"Long live pure Valdezist Tribia-"

And with that, Maximus Valdez died.

AFTER THIS:

The day started off rather normally. The TSS woke up, and saw Maximus wasn't up and went to his bedroom and knocked on his door. It was his wife, Alice Valdez who answered the door.

TSS Agent: "Is Maximus in here?"

Alice: "No, he never came out of his office I believe."

TSS Agent: "Ah, I see. These can be hard times. Sorry to disturb you."

The group of 3 TSS agents left that wing of the palace and walked to the other end where Maximus's office was. They walked up to the door and knocked.

TSS Agent: "Maximus, it's time to get ready to address the nation."

There was a long pause, and the 3 TSS agents heard no sound come from inside. They knew he must have been in a deeper sleep, so their next plan was to enter. They opened the door, and saw the body of Maximus Valdez on the floor. Right after they all gasped, William Valdez walked in and began to speak.

William: "Ah, what a shame it was to have an abusive father and an even more abusive person on the national scale."

TSS Agent: "What are you saying?! He is our Chancellor!"

William: "Was our Chancellor. Now that power passes down to me upon his death. Is that correct Captain?"

TSS Agent: "Well, that is true. But it looks as though he has been assassinated given the puncture in his chest, right into his heart."

William: "Yes, I did that. I thought it was rather fitting since he was going to plunge the country even further down then it ever has been. I did Tribia a favor."

The TSS agents stare at him in shock.

William: "I know not many people in this country were a fan of my dad, and much rather preferred me over him. And you 3, by the looks of it, also like me given you haven't arrested me yet."
TSS Agents: "We live to serve the Chancellor, whoever that may be. We were too afraid to speak out before as our lives could have been in danger. But now, I think all 3 of us can agree, we will not arrest you, we will join you. And you will become the next Chancellor. I will go talk to the rest of the TSS and get their support. I have a feeling they will all feel the same as we do."
From there on, there was much bustle in the palace, much crying from Alice, but she understood what William did, and how it was for the better. An ambulance was called, and Maximus was taken to an offsite location where he would be prepared for his funeral later in the week. In the meantime, with no hate against William so far, we was sworn in to becoming Chancellor in his office. By now, those 3 TSS agents managed to convince the rest of the TSS agents except a few that were detained. The ones who were in support went to Williams office and pledged themselves to the new Chancellor. Then the generals of Tribia walked in, and pldeged themselves to the new chancellor except 1, which was stripped of formal rank by William, and detained by a few TSS agents. The army generals orders from William were to mobilize around the palace so that by the time the grand speech came around, no one that wasn't supposed to be there war there. A while after this, he began making new laws, revoking old ones, and his greatest challenge, amending Valdezism as he was the Chancellor therefor making him the God of Valdezism so he could change it as he pleased. He changed it so it would remove Valdezism as a state religion, and that Tribia would no longer deport people of other religions and not making such a hostile religion like his father made it out to be.
After all the signing of various laws including opening up Tribia's borders, it was decided they would all go into effect as soon as he announced it in the speech. After this, he just had some time to look out the window and see all the bustle of police, army and the national guard setting up the stage, and a perimeter around to keep anyone unwanted out with checkpoints, and a crap ton of guards from the edge to the stage, and even in the palace. But his speech was approaching and he needed to get ready. He began to write it with the help of an aid so that he said what needed to be said. After this, he took a bit of a breather and got dressed for the address of the nation. He wore a straight black suit and pants, with a Tribian pin on his coat. He looked young, refreshed, not yet effected by the invisible force that a countries leader must uphold, that drains each and every one of them. He began to make his way toward the stage as the crowd grew to almost every Tribian citizen that could fit in the space allowed, otherwise the event was being live streamed both nationally and internationally. When he walked out, the crowd was rather confused as he took the stage. They were expecting a Chancellor's address, not the next in line. William walked up to the podium, looked over his citizens, cleared his throat quietly, and began to speak.

AFTER THIS:

"Citizens of Tribia, I would like to say, we have all survived another war, that ended in peace before any Tribian loses could accumulate."

This caused an applaud to circulate around the crowd, but then one man spoke up,

"Where is our great Chancellor, Maximus? I was expecting him to be here."

William sighed

"Our great Chancellor, not former Chancellor is dead."

This caused huge unrest in the crowd and you could tell, they all gasped, along with some of the soldiers.

"I believe you all deserve to know. Last night, at about 11:03 PM Tribian Standard time, General Ivan Kolisji entered Maximus's office. No one was in the wing of the palace at the time given that Maximus had told TSS agents they could leave him for the night. We believe the general was mad about the peace treaty Maximus had signed earlier yesterday, that he knew Tribia could have won the war. Now from the disagreement talk, we do not know exactly what happened as the former general refuses to talk. But what we do know is we found Maximus impaled, on the floor the following morning with a bloody sword laying next to him, that we sent to the lab immediately for finger prints. It was then discovered, former general Ivan Kolisji had assassinated the Chancellor, my dad, Maximus Valdez."

As William said those last words, there were murmur's that went through the crowd.

"Silence, please."

The crowd quickly quieted down upon William's command

"As you all know, life must continue on, and as the chain of command goes, I, William Valdez have become the new Chancellor of Tribia. And I promise you all, I will fix all of these problems that accumulated under the the reign of Maximus. I do believe we are stronger when our limitations aren't so strict. I believe that, I can fill the shoes of my father, and I can restore Tribia to its former glory! And a message to foreign leaders, I hope to grow our relations and seek friendship and lift these sanctions on Tribia so that we may recover."
At this point, he had the whole crowd applauding him, except a decent few, that gave him dirty looks

"I want everyone to know, we will no longer be the aggressor's, but the friends to countries around the world. We will not treat other religions with disrespect. That is a primitive thing to hold on to. That's why, earlier today, I have amended Valdezism, and certain laws that are in place. Tribia will not be a pure Valdezist country as that's impossible. We will accept all peoples of all religions unless they are considered dangerous. The reign of discrimination is over, the era of peace and tranquility has begun!"

The entire crowd, was up on their feet cheering, except for the few who continued to sit, shooting dirty looks to everyone eround them and looking disgusted.

"Tonight, the official release of all law changes and Valdezism changes will be released. I wish everyone the best, and Long live Tribia!"

The crowd in return chanted long live Tribia and may William bless us as William left the stage.

The Tribia wrote:FIRST:

"Hey dad. How was today?"

"Oh, it was rough. We had to pull out of Biggonia. Not my first choice, but most certainly not my last."

"Oh, and why must you insist on declaring the world under Triban rule? A world is composed of many nations, not just 1 single one."

"Son, can we not go through this again. I'm very tired and sick of arguing over this topic. You will be Chancellor some day. Why would you throw away everything the Valdez family has worked for?"

"I'm not throwing it away, I'd be saving Tribia from being attacked by foreign powers. You realize, this whole Valdezism thing, it's a thing of the past. I've kept that to myself for a few years now. This isn't the 19th century anymore. We have to move with the times. On the current track your on right now, you'll have Tribia destroyed before you die."

"How dare you talk to me like that! I am not only Chancellor of Tribia but your god damn father! Your lucky I don't throw you in jail. You disgrace the Valdez family name!"

William beings walking over to Maximus while he is still shouting, going over to one of the walls with a sword behind him that belonged to his great great grandfather.

"You will bring ruin to Tribia, and to the Valdez family name if you go through with this Maximus!."

What a theme for soap opera! Don't sue any corporacy if you see some series with suspiciously similiar plot on any rasumplian TV channels...

The WUF and Eisenfront felt betrayed. They signed a ceasefire together because of the event of war; a war which never came. As a result of the war preparations, there was a major crackdown on either side. Now, they were furious. Men from either side took up arms in Albangrad and fired at officers, checkpoints, whatever they could. Within minutes, there were columns of black smoke rising from the city. Soon, the sides met and began fighting each other. Evacuations were taking place as military personnel entered the city. Jets flew overhead as well as helicopters flying in; the city was under siege.

Imperial Biggonian news, in honour of his majesty
12/05/2021

Tragedy struck the nation of the Tribia today, as the Chancellor Maximus Valdez was murdered with a sword through the heart by one of his own generals, no doubt upset over the signing of peace with Biggonia. His son William Valdez will be soon ascending to the rank of Chancellor, and it is as of yet unknown what his new policies may be.

Both the Lord Chancellor and Princess Ricardina have sent official condolences, and saying how terrible it is for both of these great men to lose their lives so soon after ending their conflicts with one another. We are all now family in our respective tragedies, and we here in the office would like to wish the new Chancellor the best of luck.

May 13th, 2021
Albangrad, Tussia

There were lines of civilians at one of the various humanitarian aid camps. With Tussian soldiers and officers guarding it, there were multiple lines of registration officials. Those with possible ties with any terrorist or rebel organization were sent to be processed and vetted; some detained. Those who passed the process were let into the Albangrad Superdome; one of, if not the, largest sports stadiums in all of Tussia. It could house up to 100,000 fans so it was perfect for this kind of job.

Food, medicine, and water were being passed out as explosions and gunfire were heard off in the distance. There was the occasional flyover of Tussian jets and helicopters. Occasionally, some of the transport helicopters would land and drop off food and pick up civilians to evacuate them. It was a slow process, but would be deemed necessary so the Superdome wouldn’t overflow.

However, behind the Superdome and away from the public eye bodies were being piled onto trucks to be shipped off for identification. Most of the bodies were civilians, horrifically caught in the crossfire of the on-going siege. The Tussian military was slowly being pushed back; overwhelmed by the number of rebels, gangs, and other factions fighting against both the government and each other. The city was about 1,200 square miles, but only half of that if that was still under the government’s control and it was steadily decreasing. The Superdome was far inside government territory but there was fear of an artillery shell striking it or the rebels managing to take it.

News reporters would arrive and interview the citizens. Some were shaken up, displaced by artillery strikes hitting their homes. Some talked about having lost family, friends, or have family members fighting against their advice. Everyone was affected by this one way or another. Suicide bombers had hurt their family, destroyed their homes, injured them. Some people were shown awaiting medical attention for bullet wounds, burns, or explosions. Tussian medical teams were overstretched across the entire city, trying to tend to the wounded civilians and soldiers. Smoke columns were seen as well as explosions being seen, gunfire being heard. It was horrific, and it was now these people’s lives.

An International News Event
CELEBRATE PEACE AND CULTURE!

To celebrate the peace in the world with the end of the Tribian-Biggonian conflict, the end of Maximus Valdez regime, and the progressive pushes made by William Valdez in Tribia, the Union of TESDAI is alerting the world of a large music festival, event, and competition in the city of Stoorburg.

More details to be released soon.

TESDAI wrote:An International News Event
CELEBRATE PEACE AND CULTURE!

To celebrate the peace in the world with the end of the Tribian-Biggonian conflict, the end of Maximus Valdez regime, and the progressive pushes made by William Valdez in Tribia, the Union of TESDAI is alerting the world of a large music festival, event, and competition in the city of Stoorburg.

More details to be released soon.

Thats fantastic! Air Rhodesia is about to publish its winter timetable - Im very sure citizens of SCR will be keen to enjoy the activities of your festival & will ensure several additional flights for the week up to & week after the festival are added:

CURRENTLY: 5 flights a week from Salisbury to Stoorburg. INCREASED: to 9 flights a week (daily plus a double/additional Friday & Saturday service).

CURRENTLY: 3 flights a week from Cape Coral to Stoorburg. INCREASED: to 6 flights a week (daily except Tuesday).

Tourism & Flight adverts will screen this evening on television.

May 13th, 2021
Neues Konstantinopel

Protesters were outside the House of Parliament, clad in black-bloc clothing and chanting anti-government slogans.

“Death to the Parliament!”

“Long live the Proletariat!”

“Down with the bourgeoisie!”

And various other slogans. They chanted and chanted, encroaching on the riot police before a few firecrackers went off at their feet. The police got spooked a little before multiple molotovs hit the lines, lighting them up in flames as a few gunshots rang out. It wasn’t certain who fired the shot, but it was for sure that a clash ensued leaving multiple rioters and police officers dead or injured. The situation continuing to escalate in Tussia.

What does negative value of "Foreign aid" mean? Does it mean that you recieve the aid without giving it back? Or does it mean that you pillage the struck countries?

Hooseria Magna, Antarctican Immagrants, Nortexit, and Novaea

Rasumplia wrote:What does the negative value of "Foreign aid" mean? Does it mean that you receive the aid without giving it back? Or does it mean that you pillage the struck countries?

I think the negative value is that foreign aid is sometimes seen as an insult to the country you will give it to.

Hooseria Magna, Rasumplia, Antarctican Immagrants, Nortexit, and 1 otherNovaea

The bright sun shone onto the white paved street of Ivasburg, glinting off the elaborate lampposts which lined the sides. At one end of the Way of Emperors; the primary road in the Capital; the Church of Mourning was preparing for the funeral of it's Emperor. Carpenters were sizing up his body for the perfect coffin, and priests were preparing their sermons. Lord Chancellor Nigel was directing the whole operation from atop a lectern, with Princess Ricardina beside him.
"Sir, we have the dimensions for his coffin. Should we begin the carving?" the master craftsman asked. A nod from Nigel confirmed them to do it.
"Come on my Lady. We should go outside to view the preparations there."
"Of course." Ricardina responded.

Outside baskets of flowers were being hung from the lampposts, which the people would customarily throw onto the coffin during the procession. "Here is where your father will be carried along. From the Church of Regality to the Church of Mourning. You will need to be leading the group, and standing just in front of the coffin."
"Yes, yes. I know. I just wish I wouldn't have to be wearing that stuffy outfit."
"The mourning black colour is very important. It represents how upset you are about your father's death. You are sad about it, right?" Nigel joked
"Of course I am! I just think that the outfit is a little, well, restrictive."
"Too bad. It's what you're wearing and what you'll have to wear. Then of course there will be the week of mourning, where nobody may see you. Don't worry, you won't have to stay in the crypt all that time."
"I'm glad. Just make sure I get back to the palace without anybody noticing and we should be good." Ricardina sighed, relieved
"At the end of the mourning period, it will be time for your coronation. At the same time, of course, your father's statue will be unveiled. For now, I'd advise you take a rest. Have you given your measurements to the tailor?"
"Yes. You're not my mother you know! I can look after myself."
"I'm just trying to make sure. We cannot have anything going wrong on the big day. Now then, you should get back to the palace."
Ricardina walked back to the palace. It was not a long distance so she could safely cover it on foot without the need for an escort, though she knew that once the coronation had occurred that would no longer be possible. It would be so much responsibility, she thought to herself. Ruling a nation. Millions of people would look up to her for guidance and leadership. And although she had been tutored for this since birth, Ricardina still worried if she could live up to the expectations lumped on her shoulders. As she arrived at the palace steps and came inside, she wondered what her own legacy might be. Would Biggonians look back to her as an Empress who loved her people and made their country great? Or maybe she would be remembered as somebody who was a fool and led them down the drain. Only time would tell.

TESDAI, New Tussia, Antarctican Immagrants, The Tribia, and 3 othersNortexit, Novaea, and Nonokina

-Part 1: Welcome to Edo City”-

“Guten Tag. Bonjour. Ohayo. Or as we say, Welcome to Edo City, the Shining Capital of Kamakura. Our Most Serene Republic this side of the Meridian Sea. As the Great Green Jewel of the East, we welcome evey one from all walks of life, not just to their vacation, but to their new home here in the Isles of Oyashima.

Here we strived for excellence across all manners of your stay, from short business trips to long vacations, we provide service, hospitality, and care for all your needs.

Why not take a seat at one of our many casinos and enjoy the local cuisine and drink? Or perhaps a nice quiet walk through the historic lower city, seeing the native life for what it truly is? We have all manners of excitement to fill your day regardless of how you plan to spend it.

As our founder once famously said; "Step Outside Your Own Experience.” and here, in Edo City we ensure that you will never forget your stay.”

Smiled a woman on a shifting tv screen. The video flickered, with the video readying itself to replay. In the center of the long tiled hall, men and women walked through the busy station. The loud chatter of city life echoed through the tunnel, just as trams pulled into the station tubes, the loud creaking of metal filling the platforms. The lights flickered in some places, as beggars sat in their holes, coughing and breathing raspy. Women of the night stood on their corners, looking for easy prey.

Before the tram walkway, two men stood.

“And I said to her, I am not paying that fee.” Said a man in a sharply dressed suit, his hand resting on his pocket. “You know how these people think they have the right to speak to me? About gratuity? They should be grateful I even spent my vacation here, you know I could be in Hansa right now with Chester’s wife?” He chuckled to another man, who drank from a metal flask. “Oh I know, but my dad did buy us these shares and it would be rude not to use the free diamond suite they provide.” His friend said.

“You have a point, but if another..” Before he could speak a figure walked past them, shoving the first man as he stumbled. “Hey! Watch it!” The first man said, shoving the guys back. “Huh…?” He said confused, struck in awe as he looked at his hand, seeing a deep red substance on his palm. “Hey...are you..?” Before he could finish the figure turned around.

The hooded figure didn't acknowledge the bump. Slowly and coldly the man began to walk, as if nothing happened. “Hey!” Yelled the man, looking as the figure began to leave. “Hey...What is that..” His friend said looking at the floor, seeing a small trial of blood on the floor. “Sir! Are you alright! James, go get an employee, i dont give a damn who. Hey sir!” He yelled, following the man.

“Sir! Are you alright! I'm only here to help!” He yelled as the hall became more crowded, people pushing past the figure and him as they both walked down the hall. “Sir wait!” He yelled again, turning a corner and seeing just a dead end of the line. “H..huh?” He said confused as he walked forward, seeing the hoodie on the ground. “What the..!” He gasped as a red gloved hand grasped his mouth “M-M..m!!” He gasped before being dragged into one of the hall back ends just as three tram security officers rushed down the hall, one yelling “Ike! Ike!” he repeated on the radio, rushing to where the platform just as the sound of gasping and struggling stopped in the end.

//This post is announcing LEvision Song Contest. Anyone that wants to participate and is a shareholder on the map, please DM or telegram me with your entry or any questions you may have.//

LEvision Announcement
May 15, 2021
Noon local time

President Johnathan H. Allan is making an announcement from Stoorburg on National Television and being broadcast on all major radio stations. A transcript is being sent to all world leaders.

"Dear TESDAIns and friends, I happily announce that we are hosting an international activity, to promote peace, acceptance, and sharing our cultures. We proudly will be hosting it here in the very city I stand, Stoorburg, the center of culture in TESDAI.
With LEvision, we invite all nations to participate in our festivities, including our large Song Contest in which each nation will submit a singular song to be voted upon by their fellow nations. The highest scoring song will be declared the winner of the song competition.
Our first Song Contest's theme will be anti-war and peace.
We hope for all of you to participate and submit your songs. Have a wonderful rest of your day."

President Allan waves as he steps down from the podium. The news and radio stations return to their regularly scheduled programming, articles are immediately posted to the internet, and letters and emails are delivered to the world's leaders.

The Times of Tarsinia

Controversial monument to dictator Carboni to be removed

15 May 2021

Ardevenci, Tarsinia

Yesterday, the Mayor of Ardevenci, Julio Anseate, announced that an equestrian monument in the Ardevenci town square was to be removed.

The removal of Carbonist-era monuments have been a major controversy in Tarsinia. According to polls, most Tarsinians support the removal of Carbonist monuments. However, there is significant opposition from Neo-Carbonists and other ultra-conservative groups.

Pesca Carboni, a granddaughter of Luigi Carboni and the presidential candidate of the Carbonist Action, has expressed opposition to the removal of the monuments.

Tarsinia seceded from Artevenia in 1927 and was an unstable democracy until 1931, when General Luigi Carboni seized power. His regime was involved in numerous human rights abuses. After Carboni died in 1973, Tarsinia began its transition to democracy, and rejoined Artevenia in 1977.

Hi, I'm new, give me advice please :)

Aterenia wrote:Hi, I'm new, give me advice please :)

First things first, become a shareholder, the instructions are at this link:
page=dispatch/id=1308022#shareholderstatus

Then join our discord at:
https://discord.gg/rNY5vcJ

After that you will be able to do lots of nation roleplay, and on the discord, you will be able to join the map, just look for a nation called Hansa. Thank you for picking our region.

Hopefully I covered all bases.

TESDAI, Cailona, and Nortexit

Antarctican Immagrants wrote:First things first, become a shareholder, the instructions are at this link:
page=dispatch/id=1308022#shareholderstatus

Then join our discord at:
https://discord.gg/rNY5vcJ

After that you will be able to do lots of nation roleplay, and on the discord, you will be able to join the map, just look for a nation called Hansa. Thank you for picking our region.

How can I become a shareholder?

Legoa, Antarctican Immagrants, and Nortexit

Aterenia wrote:How can I become a shareholder?

Go to the link it will show you the application, then send a telegram to Tribia, just search for his name, he is our COO.

TESDAI, Legoa, Sparanoda, Cailona, and 1 otherNortexit

**-Part 2: Chief Inspector-**

The creaking of tires pull along the road to the curb. Flashing lights from Kamanese police cars flashed around the open station entrance as state officials spoke to station security. Several blue uniformed men and women stood around the street, holding back the onlooking crowd as a black Volkswagen Santana pulled to the curb, the door popping open as a young man in a blue uniform made his way to the car, running quickly as he opened the car's side door. “Chief Inspector!” He yelled, saluting to the older man who stood from the passenger seat.

“What is the news Inspector, Kai.” Said the older man as he began to walk down towards the tunnel steps, the younger man following. “Um, yes, Chief Inspector. So far, we have discovered two bodies. One belonging to a Baikalan national and a Biggionian national, respectfully.” Kai said as he followed. “Any suspects?” The Chief Inspector said. “Not yet sir. But we locked down the tram north-west line. Station Security is currently holding down the tram line while our law enforcement has begun investigating nearby ghettos.” Chief Inspector scoffed. “Double patrols. Call forth the Rail Conductor, I wish to see the CCTV footage.” Kai stopped, saluting. “Yes sir!” He said before running off.

A few moments passed and Kai stood before the CCTV screen as the Rail Conductor taped onto a keyboard, nervously sweating as the Chief Inspector walked inside, several blue uniformed men saluting. “Chief Inspector Takara.” Said the Rail Conductor as he stood. “I wish we could have met on better terms..” He said uneasy as Takara looked at the screen. “Tell me everything you know.” He said coldly.

The Rail Conductor cleared his throat. “There isn't much to say, I'm afraid...The footage shows a hooded man, average build, average height, going from substation B to the electrical coordinator at substation C. There we found both bodies..” He said looking away.

“Both bodies? Is that all?” Takara said standing up as Kai fumbled with a red file case. “Sir, both bodies were taken to Katashi Ward. When both were found they..well..you may wish to see for yourself.” Kai said before handing over the file to Takara, who opened the case. For a moment his blank stare peered back and forth between both sides of the file. “I see.” He said bluntly before closing the file. “Captain Okura.” He said turning to one of the other officers. “Have your men clear the tram line, we cannot afford to have this closed down for long. Say it was a gas leak. Bring all evidence to the Judiciary, including that other Biggionian. Inspector Kai, with me. Good day Conductor.” He said tipping his hat before walking off.

The great imperial italia

Hello, as you can tell I am new to this game and just started this country. This country IS NOT my real life political ideology, I just want to have fun role playing a fascist dictator. Nothing I say will be my true idea on said topic. Thank you!

The great imperial italia wrote:Hello, as you can tell I am new to this game and just started this country. This country IS NOT my real life political ideology, I just want to have fun role playing a fascist dictator. Nothing I say will be my true idea on said topic. Thank you!
 

That's fine, just don't go around talking about it

TESDAI, Cailona, and Nortexit

May 16th, 2021

The situation in Albangrad continued to deteriorate; and rapidly. Tussian forces were stretched thin across the nation so the sheer masses of rebels were pushing them back. All evacuation efforts were halted as the airport was being destroyed as it has switched hands at least thirty times within the Siege of Albangrad; which was nearing its third day now. Helicopters stopped going in and out of the city now as most were being shot down by either RPGs or small arms fire.

Patrols were done along the streets of rebel occupied territory. There were small convoys of a few vehicles with well-armed men. They were either flying one of three flags: a yellow flag for the newly-formed Tussische Freiheitsfront, an anarcho-capitalist group; a red-black flag (the Aanarcho-communist flag) for the Vereinigte Arbeiterfront (Workers’ United Front, the Tussian acronym being VA); and a different version of the Tussian flag (will be pictured on Discord) for the TEF, Tussische Eisenfront. Gunfire was heard nearly non-stop, day and night. Civilians were caught in the crossfire, casualties slowly mounting up higher and higher. The entire city was on fire, with a few skyscrapers having crashed down due to damage to the foundation or parts of the building falling piece-by-piece.

So far, the TEF had the largest portion of the city at about forty percent. The Tussian military was losing ground, and support, rather quickly compared to the others. Other, similar, insurrections began to sprout up across the country. As things began to escalate, a message was broadcast on the Tussian Broadcasting Network.

A David’s Star would fly across the screen and important Israeli politician Maksym Sadowski cleared his throat on a podium.

“Today, I represent the twelve tribes of Israel. After discussion with my fellow elders on the recent events, we have decided our course of action will be a secession from the Holy Realm of Tussia. As of now, the island will be an independent nation known as the Free State of Israel. This secession will not be received well by the central government, as we know, and we are prepared to fight with whatever means necessary as to be an independent nation.

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