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Guillermo is playing with a coin. Facing him, Governor Josef is agitated.
Josef: But what the hell? What's are they doing ?!
Guillermo : Are you going to calm down?
Josef: We're not going to spend the day there waiting for these idiots, are we? It’s the same every time.
Guillermo: The Assembly of Governors is once every four years, don't say it overwhelms you ...
Josef: Well it saturates me every four years! And then once every four years, they could be on time with the others, right?
Later, the governors finally arrived. The assembly will begin.
Guillermo: Good! Well, the fourth Assembly of Governors will be able to begin. Today Santa Maera is very proud to welcome the governors of Pamero: Governor Alejandro of the archipelago of Las Veria, Governor Dorian of the archipelago of Santa Mendez and Governor Benito of the archipelago of Las Oceania all come at peace and obedience.
Josef: And I stink of the feet.
The governors revolt.
Dorian: Oh no, but now, no, it's not going to start!
Guillermo: Josef ..
Josef: No no, but talk to each other, I'll prepare the lunch.
Guillermo: Good god but we've been together since this morning, I didn't think about introducing you!
Benito: We'll have to make a little effort, eh, it's not possible ...
Dorian: No, but if it starts like that, I'll get back on my yacht and go back to Santa Mendez. It's sad, but after a while ...
Guillermo: No, it's good! Listen, it's okay. So Pamero today is extremely proud to welcome Governor Josef of the Ilonia Archipelago, there you go! He nurses here for two thirds of the year, but otherwise we're really proud.
Josef: No, uh… is that me or is there a crappy vibe here?
Dorian: Okay, well I'm leaving. There you have it. No, I'm sorry, I see no other solution.
Benito: It's barely five minutes.
Josef: Because when you're not around you think we're reciting poems?
Dorian: Does that concern us, that? We don't come here to watch you mess around.
Benito: Please, eh, the trip was particularly difficult and it won't take much to get it going.
Alejandro: But calm down because it's going to be bad, eh! No but am I right or what?
Guillermo: Look, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's over. We will be able to start from the beginning.
Dorian: Shall we redo all the presentations?
The meeting continues.
Alejandro: And then the introductions, sorry, don't you think we could definitely stop them ?
Benito: As if we didn't know each other ...
Dorian: Couldn't we go straight to the heart of the matter? I think we are all very tired ...
Guillermo: Yeah, a little bit solemn isn't bad either, eh. We're not having a picnic.
The reunion keeps going
Alejandro: Nah, but after a while what do we have to do with the kids being illiterate?
Dorian: Tempora mori, Tempora recorda. That doesn't mean anything but the facts remain the same.
Guillermo: Wait, I don't understand, the last Governors' Assembly, we concluded that we would put a progressive policy ...
The governors remain silent.
Guillermo: Who understood the sentence?
Only Governor Dorian raises his hand. Guillermo sighs loudly.
Dorian: Nah, I'm joking, I didn't understand.
Alejandro: But from there to put all the money in the schools ...
Dorian: The kids now read, they read and as a result they remain virgin until 12 years old ...
The meeting starts to be agitated
Benito: You are the worst governors in the whole region!
Dorian: I'm never coming back, this time I'm saying it, I'm staying home, sh*t! That's enough.
Alejandro: When we will be invaded by a foreign power, we will be happy that our kids can read, they will be able to recite mathematical theorems!
He chuckles
Guillermo: Oh and Sh*t ! I tell you to do like that, you do like that!
Benito: Well this is the crisis of authority!
Dorian: It's well worth having three hours meetings to get there.
Guillermo: After a while, who's the boss?
Alejandro: We know, we know ...
Dorian: I was not warned of "democratic" elections. I would have been warned half an hour earlier and maybe I'll be at your place ...
Guillermo: In the meantime, you noticed it too late and I'm in charge.
Josef: You didn't really learn punctuality ...
Dorian: What?
Benito: You're not going to start!
Alejandro: You want a slap?
Josef: Oh yeah? And who's going to put me one ?
Dorian: Rosi rosa, Rex experitum ah no because I'm sick of it ...
The meeting looks set to escalate when assassins enter the room. The governors defend themselves valiantly and the assassins fall like flies. All shout with joy and thank each other.
Josef: We killed them all but no way to know who it was.
One of the assassin whispers:
Independent Santa Mendez ... before coughing up blood and collapsing
Dorian: Oh boy, he's from my place.
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With the ongoing chaos inside the capital having now spread to the rest of the country, The many factions that be in the government have now found themselves butting heads with other factions. However, many are unaware that the Emperor-King is still alive, however he has been placed in critical condition and his chances at survival are highly unlikely. However, two of the most prominent factions, those who are behind the legitimate heir, Prince Leonidas Lockhart, and those who are siding with the younger, more popular brother of the former Emperor-King, Lucius Lockhart. Currently, the Regency Council, and some select members of the Imperial Family are currently arguing over who's the legitimate heir, with some other family members waging their own bets in on one side or the other.
4th Floor of the Council of Administration for the Imperial State of Cape Canavral, September 20th, 2021
Lucius is listening in on the current argument being waged inside the room, who was accompanied by four armed guards of his who are waiting at both ends of the hall. It's mostly devolved into a screaming match at this point. No surprises there. He let out a sigh, adjusting his clothes and taking his time to make sure his outfit is suitable for what is about to happen. It's likely going to be a rough few minutes, he thought as he pushed open the double set of doors. The arguments ceased for a bit as Lucius' presence was made apparent at the large circular table, and he sits at what would be the opposite of the head of the table, where the current man "leading" the Regency is sitting parallel to him.
"Now then, everyone, let's set our differences aside for just a few minutes so we can discuss the most important matter of who we believe is at least the legitimate heir here. The two obvious options here are of course myself, who was to be the legitimate heir, and, by the current logic, still am, seeing as Julius never actually went ahead to properly crown his son as heir. Now, as I just said, the other viable option here is Julius' son, who, right now, is only 7 years old, which would mean the Regency would be governing the country for the next 11 Years. Now, these are our main options - Either we allow this regency to control this child, and as such, our government, for the next decade, or, I can do my duty for the country and lead us out of this dark time." Lucius finished, before now folding his hands together on the table, waiting for a response. However, he heard nothing, though he did acknowledge the looks exchanged between the members of the Regency Council. The light coming in through the windows backlit the members of the Regency, making them appear almost otherworldly.
"Very well then, I think it's now within our duty as both the Imperial Royal Family & as the Regency Council that we have ourselves a follow-up meeting, but instead with the more prominent members of each province. Now then, I hope we can come to an agreement on the date, seeing as we can hardly even come to an agreement on who we should vote for here. Now then, I should be taking my leave, as should the remaining members of the family who is here, so I bid you farewell."
As the members of the family began filing out of the room, Lucius pulled both his younger brother, Declan, aside by the doors.
"Dec, listen to me, you know how things are, the Regency and the Family aren't exactly on good terms right now. I'm going to be sitting with them for a chat for some time, so if you hear anything suspicious or see anything suspicious, I've ordered the guards to take orders from you till I get back, got it? I don't exactly trust these guys." Lucius whispered into his brother's ear.
"Yeah, I hear you. I was trying to see if anything was off, most I could see is that one of the guys seemed really anxious and had his hands close to the bottom of the table. He was moving his hand around a bit, so I'm thinking he's looking for something under there." Declan said back into his brother's ear.
"Alright, thank you, brother. Make sure everyone gets out safe, we don't need another tragedy on our hands here. A guard will hand you a gun on the way out, make sure those skills at the gun range come into good use if it comes to it. I'll see you outside soon."
The brothers hugged, before Declan left, and now turned to face the Regency Council, who was still sitting. He looked around the room to see anything suspicious. He noticed that the cameras that would've normally be in the room were not there. He sat back down, again parallel to the man who was currently heading the Regency Council - James Rudolf Blaustein. Son of an immigrant family from outside of the country, sat across from him.
"So, I understand you wished to discuss the current religion taking hold in the Confederation, correct? The Temple of Umbra? I stand to believe that at the current moment I advise you not to have any dealings with this religion. I know that I do not dictate what you are to do, but alas, just a mere recommendation on my part." Lucius said, before glancing at the windows. However, instead of giving an answer, all the members of the council stood.
"Lucius Leratius Lockhart, by the name of the Regency Council & of the Imperial State of Cape Canavral, you are hereby under arrest for attempting fraud through the manipulation of other members of both the council and the Imperial Family." Blaustein said stoically, staring at Lucius. However, instead of shock, Lucius laughed.
"You can't seriously think I didn't plan for this, did you? I mean seriously, who do you take me for? My brother? if so I am quite frankly insulted. I loved the poor bastard to death but he definitely was dense I'll give it to you. I, on the other hand.. Always come prepared." Lucius said, as gunshots began to erupt from the hallway, along with footsteps.
"That's my queue to leave gentlemen, so, thank you for your time with me and my family today, and with full sincerity...you all may kindly go f*ck yourselves." Lucius said, before one of his armed guards ran into the room, pointing his gun at the Council.
"Sir, it's about time we go. We've already manage to subdue one of the armed members of this "Regency Guard" that's been created. Shall we take him in for questioning?" The guard said, still aiming his gun at the Regency.
"Yes, I believe so. Again, I bid thee farewell, gentlemen, and I hope you all do reconsider your actions.. Because I know you all of you are. Ta-ta!" He said, before slamming the door to the Council Room. As the pair made their way downstairs, Lucius made note of gunshots still cracking every now and again outside. Practically the entire family had left already besides his brother, Declan, who was sitting behind a car next to one of the soldiers. The entourage surrounding Lucius got into the car and sped off down the driveway and to the highway, hightailing it before any other attackers could possibly arrive. The situation in Cape Canavral grows worse by the minute. With Senators dead or disappearing, and the former Emperor-King now dead, who's to say what will happen next to the Imperial State of Cape Canavral?
"Sometimes you need to burn bridges to stop yourself from crossing them again" - Unknown
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There were 3 quick, rhythmic knocks on the door, Novikov turned to face it.
“Come in.”
The officer opened the door and Naslan Druhisye (the Secretariat of Foreign Alliances and International Friendships) took a few steps inside before turning back to watch the guard shut the door behind him.
“Good evening, Comrade. Sorry to disturb you.”
“Not at all, I’m not doing anything. What did you want to talk about?”
“
VlaRiSsiA, mostly.”
“Vlarissia?… ah, yes, the signals?”
“Well we’ve been sending our transmissions back and forth ever since, and we’re pretty sure they want a meeting between some of our heads-of-state, obviously you included, and theirs.”
“That’s good, and we don’t have to worry about security too much because, well, it’s Vlarissia.”
“Yes. I was wondering if I should start putting together a list of people to attend?”
“Excellent idea. You go and do that.”
“Right…I’ll go get started on that then.”
Naslan awkwardly shuffles back towards the door and reaches for the handle. Just as he grabs it, the officer on the other side opens the door and let’s him out. He nods another “goodbye” at Novikov, who is still at the window, and the door shuts before he can turn back around. Novikov begins to think to himself.
“It’s good to see all these communist nations getting along. I must say I’m rather fond of the potential this new neighbour has. Although personally I can’t stand gin. I think there’s more socialist nations in OTO than imperialist now, which is good.”
Novikov turns to look around the empty room, slowly filling with smoke. He sits back at his desk and picks up the pipe, staring into the glowing tobacco.
“I wonder if a new Bloc is in order…perhaps that would be too risky a move, especially at this time.”
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Statement issued from the desk of the Chairwoman of the Council of Ministers [PREMIER] Maria Narasov
3 Hayav St., Mahachi (Махачи), DPR Rakatov
20th September, 2021
To the Various States, Nations, Entities, and General Polities of the "Confederation of Corrupt Dictators":
Today marks a decisively tumultuous event in the history of our fledgling Republic. Approximately two hours ago, Iosef Tyakachenko and Viktor Kyaravi, plotting to dismantle the DPRR and re-instate capitalism, abused their offices and attempted to seize, with elements of the Rakatovi People's Army loyal to their attempted coup, the Red Palace of the Rakatovi People.
Upon hearing the news, it was my patriotic duty as a Rakatovi to rally the Committee for State Security against these running-dogs of the capitalist powers. In a hard-fought battle for control of the Palace, Tyakachenko was cornered in his office with his mistress and was killed in a desperate last stand. Kyaravi took his own life via a gin bottle laced with a chemical compound we have yet to identify.
I have temporarily inherited the positions of Acting-President and Acting-General Secretary. These roles will be re-elected when national security has been secured and all elements of the attempted coup have been rooted out.
The change in leadership, however, has not ceased the commitments Rakatov made a day earlier to this Confederation, nor the Omsk Treaty Organisation to which it has just as recently become party to.
Signed:
Maria Narasov
Chairwoman of the Council of Ministers of the Rakatovi People's Executive Commission
Acting-President of the Presidium of the Supreme People's Council of the Democratic People's Republic of Rakatov
Acting-General Secretary of the Rakatovi Social-Democratic Labour Party
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Somewhere in GIU:
The room is large, fitting thirty chairs in a semi circle around a stage. It does not appear to be temporary, but it looks a bit cheap, blurring whether it is an expensive temporary set up or a cheap permanent one, or maybe something in between. The concrete walls are bland, unpainted. The structure gives that distinct "pre-fab" feeling. The windows are barred and covered in some sheet that allows only light but no visibility to pass. In the chairs sit a bunch of men in blue, black and white dress uniforms, reminiscent of old military uniforms, or modern ceremonial ones. A couple of the men have a bit of red sprinkled into their uniforms, as embellishments, the purpose of which is unclear. Rank? Honours? Perhaps seniority? The men sit in a very uniform manner, giving off a formal air, though two or three people speak to each other in hush tones, halfway between idle chit chat and business. A man wearing considerable more red, possessing a completely different arrangement of shapes displayed on his shoulders, seemingly higher rank perhaps, and most distinguishing, a round medal on his chest, made of Utopian Red Blood Gold, named both for it's distinctly red colour, and for it's history of brutal mining conditions, and Impirial Copper, a oddly grey but dull version of the ore. These combine into a beautiful medal, that is notable for inscriptions in Golden Impirial Utopian reading "Service for [the patron's] family, honour for [my] family". It is embroidered with a variation of the Hazelwood seal, unique to the branch under Andrew I and his children, or, well, singular child now... The man walks up with some import, and gives a salute, reciprocated by the men in the chairs. He then begins speaking, in short, clear statements, with pauses, perhaps to let the statements sink in. As if he expected everyone sitting there to understand exactly what he was saying based on context and previous knowledge.
"Right. I just received a update."
"We are expecting to go ahead with POMN on October 1st. This is not confirmed, but is expected to be the date."
"The plan will go ahead as previously laid out. But no room for mistakes."
"The guest list has expanded, to include... people more valuable to the goal."
"We can not let them get harmed, and yet we must still complete our objectives."
"I want perfect bloody coordination from you all. Everyone in perfect lockstep."
"That is all."
The man leaves, and the men stand to form smaller groups discussing things, the room takes on a buzz.
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Announcement from the Grand Empire
Eurasia has decided to completely withdraw from the Omsk Treaty Organization. Whilst the alliance’s beginning was full of potential, it started falling apart the moment it’s base doctrine was forgotten about. This has been a long time coming.
Signed, Sir Rurik Murmanov, Imperial Director of Alliances and Prosperity, former Representative to OTO, and Inquisitor of the Grand Imperator
on behalf of
His Grand Imperial Majesty
One Empire, One People, One Goal
Long Live Eurasia
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TRANSMISSION FROM THE OLIGARCH D. NOVIKOV OF THE OMSK TREATY ORGANISATION.
“Comrades, ladies, gentlemen of the Confederation. It is with both grief and optimism that I bring you the news that, effective immediately, the Omsk Treaty Organisation will be dissolved and liquidated. We have all known for far too long that our personal national philosophies interfered with each other, and yet we strived on ignoring this harsh fact. However, all of these issues are behind us now, and the members of OTO, and any potential new comrades will be reorganised under one pure ideology, united against the duel threats of LoPN’s capitalism, and NTUP’s fascism. The new alliance will fight for the strong unity of international socialism upon the Noskyavian continent, and beyond. In hopes to achieve a new world collective of strong communist societies. As of now, the alliance is unnamed and unbranded, but this will all soon change, and we welcome any new comrades across the region who wish to join us in our pursuit of global harmony, and in battle against those who stand in our way.”
TRANSMISSION COMPLETE, HAIL THE CONFEDERATION.
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Statement issued from the desk of the Chairwoman of the Council of Ministers [PREMIER] Maria Narasov
3 Hayav St., Mahachi (Махачи), DPR Rakatov
21st September 2021:
To the Oligarch D. Novikov of the [FORMER] Omsk Treaty Organisation,
As the supreme executor of the nation, bearing under my command the leadership of the party, the state, and the people, I hereby express the desire of the DPRR to seek membership of this (as of yet unnnamed) alliance as soon as the faculties of either our states can bear.
Signed:
Maria Narasov
Chairwoman of the Council of Ministers of the Rakatovi People's Executive Commission
Acting-President of the Presidium of the Supreme People's Council of the Democratic People's Republic of Rakatov
Acting-General Secretary of the Rakatovi Social-Democratic Labour Party
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THE FOLLOWING MESSAGE COMES FROM AN ONGOING ONLINE CONFERENCE CALL WITH SENATOR LEON BASSET ON SEPTEMBER 20TH, 2021
"..It comes with a pain in my heart that I am to be resigning as a founding Oligarch of the Omsk Treaty Organization. Seeing as they have chose to delve further down the path of socialism completely unbeknownst to me, and went through with this "overhaul" with hardly any communication to either me or even higher officials in our government, I am deeply frustrated and saddened that this has happened. I understand that this was probably inevitable, with the departure of GIU & Xaviet to other alliances, yet the results still stings all the same. As of now, The Imperial State of Cape Canavral is on its own. Is this for the better? I'm not sure, but I do know this - The situation in Cape Canavral is highly, highly unstable, and I say this with a massive pile of salt, a possible brewing Civil War. I'm not trying to incite hysteria, but looking at the situation realisitically its a very high possibility. With the Emperor-King's death, my current isolation, and now this, I fear that Cape Canavral will be finding itself in hot water soon enough. As of tomorrow evening, I will be cutting communications with the current Oligarchs left that are leading the Organization, and I bid the Oligarchs that remain a message- The next time you decide to do something like this, do not to expect such a lighthearted or calm response from me, or my country. Now then, what's next for our discussion, the Temple of Umbra?"
COMMUNICATION TERMINATED.
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Message Transmitted from LOPN HQ
The League is very sad to hear about the dissolution of the Omsk Treaty Organisation, our long time competitors. Whilst we never saw eye to eye with OTO, its finale marks the end of an old era and the beginning of a new one, with new factions such as NTUP and the Stockholm Accord being formed. With this in mind, I would like to remind nations that despite past organisational or present organisational affiliation or no organisation at all, the League is always willing to consider potential nations for memberships/association as long as they have what it takes to be a League member.
Per Foedus nos Vigent! - Through the League we Thrive!
The League was created as a response to rising alliances popping up within the Confederation and with possible large scale conflicts approaching, the league is working towards ways to profit off these conflicts and expand all members economic/military repertoire. LOPN comprises mainly of capitalist/corporate nations that have allied together to ensure total upmost profit from such a pact through international trading agreements and joint military operations. The League will aid sworn in members in matters regarding economic and militaristic profit if the League decides the venture is worthy of being pursued. To clarify, LOPN will provide League members with economic and military support if they were the defending party within a war. However, on matters of League members being the offender in a war, then it must be agreed upon within the League, if the war is worthy enough to assist League members in. Upon joining the League, nations agree upon non-aggression pacts with other member/associate nations of the League and will be met with strict punishment if they were to be in violation of said agreement. Fully sworn in members of the League will also agree upon the terms of a defensive pact with other League members and will be called to war in the event of a League members being attacked. Associate members of the League will only come under the trade agreement part of the League and will only be involved with trading, associate members of the League will not be protected if they were to be attacked unless they agree to join the League fully.
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Official Statement from 
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The People’s Republic takes no position on the dissolution of the Omsk Treaty Organization. However, we believe that the Confederation of Corrupt Dictators must be unified to preserve itself.
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Transmission from the Minister for Foreign Relations, Ponzio Lombardi
"Following the rather predictable dissolution of the Omsk Treaty Organization, the government of the Italian Islamic State will be officially withdrawing from any alliance that will be replacing the OTO. This new replacement will undoubtedly be socialist, meaning that the very fundamental organization of our government would be at odds with the new alliance filling the OTO void. We would like to express our interest in joining either the League of Prosperous Nations or the Stockholm Accords. The National Totalitarian Unity Pact is completely off the table for us as its embrace of what looks to be an atheistic-fascist ideology is just as the socialism of the new OTO, completely contradictory to our government. We wish to see a stable transition from the now defuncted OTO to either of the two alliances."
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The Southern Republic recommends to the Italian Islamic State to join the League of Prosperous Nations.
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Post self-deleted by Great dragunovia.
This week's featured artwork, courtesy of the Work Production Programme (WPP), is an alternative design for a CDF propaganda poster. A general description of such a poster was given by Secretary of Defense Sir Andrew II Hazelwood HCS of Golden impirial utopia, and two alternate interpretations were produced. This is the unused design which the WPP is putting on display here, while Secretary Hazelwood will presumably utilize the official design in the near-future.
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"This is...uh, Manehattan Two Tower, this is East Equestrian 7-1-8, approaching from 240, altitude 3500, speed 360."
"Copy that East Equestrian 7-1-8. Descend to 2500, set speed to 300, continue the approach. Clarifying...distance is hundred twenty clicks."
"...Two Tower, this is East Equestrian 7-1-8. Minor electrical difficulties here. Over."
"Copy that East Equestrian 7-1-8. We'll alert the fire team in case things get out of control."
"Manehattan Two Tower, this is East Equestrian 7-1-8. Engine No. 2 has failed, we're gliding. Altitude 1500, speed 320, direction not changed."
"Copy that East Equestrian 7-1-8. Report if you'll encounter something else."
"Two Tower, it's... (a loud crash is heard)...Engine No. 1 has failed, we have possible fire! (in the background) TERRAIN, TERRAIN, PULL UP! TERRAIN, TERRAIN, PULL UP!"
(Line goes dead)
"East Equestrian 7-1-8? East Equestrian 7-1-8, respond. (quietly) Crap! Call the emergency, now, we have a crash!"
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Guillermo trains with his son Wallace in the handling of the sword. His son doesn't seem to be comfortable.
"Son, concentrate a little bit. This is absolutely rubbish! You were more focused yesterday!"
"A break, father ! I'm thirsty... I can't take it anymore.. "
"But you stop every 30 seconds to drink, stay focused for two seconds ..."
El Presidente stops because Juan arrives. He approaches Guillermo, looking satisfied, escorted by two guards. Dark circles are visible under his eyes and a thick beard has grown on Juan's face.
Guillermo: "What a surprise. Funny to see you there."
Juan: "Funny?"
Guillermo: "We don't see you around any more, I told myself I won't se you again forever. You're supposed to be one of my best General, but apparently... "
Juan: "That's exactly what I wanted to talk to you about."
Guillermo: "I'm listening to you."
Juan: "I'm leaving forever. Good afternoon."
Juan prepares to leave, looking satisfied.
Guillermo: "Hey oh! Oh! Are you kidding me or what?"
Juan: "For what ?"
Guillermo: "For that already you don't turn your back on me and then you could develop a little, that seems to me a minimum."
Juan: "What do you want me to develop? You are no match to lead this nation, you don't have the shoulders. Also since you are unable to separate yourself from the bunch of ridiculous puppets who serves as your government, you pass for a weak and a laxist in the eyes of the people and the neighboring countries. Anyway, in short, here I am leaving. I am going to fend for myself. Say hello to my wife President! "
Juan leaves the room, escorted by soldiers. Guillermo's face is flushed with anger and his son slowly recedes.
Rebuild Paradise
Hail the Confederation
MineLegotia and Equestria, Tertania, New England INC, VlaRiSsiA, and 2 othersRussian states of eurasia, and Ridnez
From: marianarasov@gov.dprr
To: akalinski@gov.dprr
Re: Centralisation of State Authority, Socialism for a New Age
Aleksandr,
It would have been my pleasure to inform you that all has gone to plan, but I presume you've already seen the broadcast. However, the ideological constitution of the new Rakatov must be now delineated. Now that the revisionists, wreckers, and opportunists have been totally purged for good, it is necessarily to consolidate a proper basis for revolutionary agitation across the world.
There is one key component to the revolution, one that my predecessors neglected in totality with their typical roadsterish ways: speed.
Stagnancy is failure. That was the fate the Republic would be led down had Kyaravi and Tyakachenko been able to enact their rotten agenda. It is my duty as the principal figure among the revolution's loyal saviours to carry out our directive to the fullest, with nothing but socialist patriotism and internationalist duty in my heart: Total Revolution at all Costs.
I will be announcing my radically new foreign policy tomorrow. With you by my side, Alex, I think the world could be ours.
Signed:
Maria Narasov
Chairwoman of the Council of Ministers of the Rakatovi People's Executive Commission
Acting-President of the Presidium of the Supreme People's Council of the Democratic People's Republic of Rakatov
Acting-General Secretary of the Rakatovi Social-Democratic Labour Party
Hail the Confederation
Dawn of the Triumvirate
Following the dissolution of the Omsk Treaty Organization, a new alliance was born; the Triumvirate.
Made between representatives of 
The Very Dark Place, Cape canavral, and Russian states of eurasia, this alliance of similar minded states will not flag or fail like OTO.
Further information can be found here:
Everyone is so dramatic these days- so petty, so annoying. Why affiliate yourself with those people when you could affiliate with us instead? I mean, look how cool we are. We've each been in the Confederation's government (representing different parties), we've written news articles, created political parties, done some RP, and we've done all of this while also having flawless taste in everything ranging from politics to musical theatre, so get your ass down here and let's do some Imperial Unionizing or whatever.
On a more serious note, the Imperial Cooperative Union is an international coalition created by the nations of The Very Dark Place, Eurasia, and Cape Canavral (formerly of the Triumvirate). The purpose of the Union is to unite nationalists, monarchists, authoritarians, and political thinkers in solidarity, as to bring a new age of prosperity to the people of the Confederation, through the free exchange of ideas, product, and people (in the sense of immigration).
We are a unique faction inside the Confederation, primarily because we are not a military pact, but rather, a socio-economic unionization concerned with preserving the stability and growth of all member nations.
The Collective Prosperity Principal was developed by members of the intellectual elite in the nations of the Triumvirate. It states that nations willing to participate in the Imperial Cooperation Union, or any other affiliated organization, must ensure the prosperity of all other member nations no matter the cost. In this way, all members of the Union benefit equally from a single nation's advancement. This also ensures that all member nations are protected from ideas or establishments that threaten their economic, social, military, or scientific growth. The Principal also states that members cannot undermine the prosperity of another nation- or in other words, cannot stop the progress of a Union-nation in any way.
All nations aligning themselves with the Imperial Cooperation Union must allow their economies to interact with those of other nations in some way, shape, or form.
Members of the alliance cannot, under any circumstances, declare war on fellow members, as this would break the Collective Prosperity Principal.
All member nations must be open to the exchange of technological innovation, advancement, and discovery with other members.
If a Pact member holds claim to foreign occupations, they will be added into the Pact along with the host nation.
Founding Members (The Triumvirate):
Russian states of eurasia
Cape canavral
The Imperatum of The Very Dark Place
Member-Nations
The Kingdom of Salcanceacy
Independent california
The Supreme Empire of Shaiyang
Glory to the Triumvirate
Hail the Confederation
Hellslayer, Cape canavral, Tertania, New England INC, and 5 othersVlaRiSsiA, The Very Dark Place, Ridnez, The italian islamic state, and Pamero
Statement issued from the desk of the Chairwoman of the Council of Ministers [PREMIER] Maria Narasov
3 Hayav St., Mahachi (Махачи), DPR Rakatov
21st September, 2021
An open letter to the so-called "Triumvirate" and its infantile leadership:
Rakatov laughs at your ridiculous reactionary gambit.
The Omsk Treaty Organisation was successfully appropriated and reconstituted along a socialist line. This was a success for all working people across the world, and a bitter blow to the failing states your military alliance represents. Now, in an attempt to save face, you, under a "triple alliance" of sorts, are attempting to pick up the pieces of your fractured realm.
Were this not such an obvious and pitiful failure, we'd feel sorry for you. But the truth is that your Empires are wearing themselves thin. Capital's hegemony is at its end. It has the last grains of sand left in the hourglass, slowly trickling to the bottom as the darkness recedes and the red light of socialism shines brighter day by day. So I say to the Confederation: this is what the "monarchist" powers have yielded. We cannot feel sorry for that which is doomed, which was always doomed.
And Comrades across the Confederation, I say to you! This is a brilliant victory for all of us. Scoured by the burning flame which erupts from the soul of the working man, the powers of old have receded in a feeble attempt to consolidate the power which is swiftly seeping from their fingers. The dawn of revolution is imminent! The final stage of capitalist collapse is nigh!
The workers of the world have nothing to lose but their chains: THEY HAVE A WORLD TO WIN.
Signed:
Maria Narasov
Chairwoman of the Council of Ministers of the Rakatovi People's Executive Commission
Acting-President of the Presidium of the Supreme People's Council of the Democratic People's Republic of Rakatov
Acting-General Secretary of the Rakatovi Social-Democratic Labour Party
Hail the Confederation
Hellslayer, Tertania, New England INC, VlaRiSsiA, and 5 othersDaulmark, Complete and utter freedom, Ridnez, Pamero, and Greater antares
The Republican Party - The twice-disgraced party has been pushed underground yet again by the Imperialist dogs. Now they fight amongst themselves and the country is on the brink of a civil war. However, this is the most opportune moment for the Party - For if this civil war occurs, The Republican Party's chances of possibly returning to power will explode exponentially. For now, they have remained underground, both in the literal and non-literal sense, plotting across the capital, and the country, for the a time to strike. Now, as the month of September comes to it's close, the time has never been soon enough.
[LOCATION UNKNOWN, SEPTEMBER 21st, 2021]
A man sits in a crimson red leather swivel chair, staring outward at the skyline that is the capital city. The room itself is rather simple in design, yet in it's simplicity there's a great beauty that comes with it. On the wall is a board, with pins of newspapers and torn shreds taken off of it, along with a small whiteboard next to it for notes or reminders. He is clicking a pen open and closed, awaiting for his guest to arrive. He sighs, taking a sip from his glass of brandy as he continues looking at the skyline, before finally, there's a knock on the door to his office.
"It better be important, who is it?" The man calls out.
"Your guest is here, sir." The man from the other side of the door calls back. The man sitting inside smirks, before ordering said man to be brought inside. The man is dragged in by an arm with a bag over his head, his clothing rustled and unkempt, some of his fingers bloodied from where his fingernails were ripped. The bag over his head is taken off, and the man winces, the sunlight coming in from the windows temporarily blinding him. The man pants, still beaten and wounded from what can easily be assumed to be torture. This man is none other than Alfred Valiante, Leon Basset's life-long friend and close associate who was currently assumed dead.
"You are a very, very lucky man, Mr. Valiante. Without that ballistic vest you were wearing you'd very easily be dead right now. Though, I assume at the current moment you wish you were given your current state. Regardless, you have proven most resilient through the torture we've inflicted on you than I thought, so I will simply propose an option - Join us, or be thrown back on the streets, with our assassins knowing your every move, and you are to be forced back onto the run, with your chance of death being even higher than before. I guarantee you will not make it longer than a week tops." The man said, staring down at Valiante.
"Just who the hell are you? Why do you care so much about me, let alone Leon? Or the Emperorship? You can't just be some random guy, so just who are you?" Alfred said, exhaustedly, staring up at the man. However, his vision was still blurred by the light that was shining into his eyes.
"Ah, always in a rush, Alfred. But alas, I shall indulge you with this information, because knowing you, you'll be too stubborn to join us anyways. The man walked to the curtains, closing the blinds now so that Alfred could see who the man really was. The man standing in the room before Alfred was none other than the also presumed dead former President of the Republic of Cape Canavral, Joaquin L. Romero. The man had changed significantly, no longer the dashing young man he was before he was deposed, his face appeared visibly older, more stoic, hardened, a completely new man from whom he once was.
"You've gotta be kidding me. Joaquin?! I thought you died!" Alfred said, stunned.
"Indeed, Indeed. I was hardly in power for half a month following the last decrepit old President that ran, so it makes sense I would be forgettable, and I'm sure that many among the region agree that I was. Now, however, I'm back to re-take what is rightfully mine, to establish myself as the new head of state, as a new socialist leader, without the Imperialist dogs that are running this country to the ground," Joaquin declared, loudly, before taking a sip of his brandy, before continuing on. "Now, Alfred, your answer has been given, and I know full-well that you do not intend to join us due to your stubbornness, so give your friends of yours a word of warning - We know where they are hiding."
Alfred frantically nodded, grabbing the clothes & car-keys thrown onto the floor for him and sprinting out of the building and towards the car after he it on with his keys. He sped off back towards the last place he remembered seeing Leon & Ripley, in hopes that he could at least retrace their steps. He gripped the wheel tightly, though his hands ached from the pain that came from a few of his fingers. It was going to be a long, long night.
Hellslayer, Tertania, New England INC, VlaRiSsiA, and 5 othersRussian states of eurasia, Ridnez, Pamero, Greater antares, and Rakatov
Official Statement of the Supreme Leader Himself
"Decadence fades as strength and unity flourish. A new era, be it prosperous or nightmarish, dawns. The recent dissolution of the former Omsk Treaty Organization and its replacement with a rising socialist pact has not gone from my own notice, matters as great as these are ones I directly decree upon as opposed to letting the squabbling officials of the party handle to it. And my official decree is total ideological, economic and military dedication to the reinforcement of this new bloc.
As the gears of the three year plan grind onward, the great ogretarian state that is VlaRiSsiA will make it among its duties to spread the values of military and industrial maximization among comrades. Our top officials have scheduled a direct meeting with those of 
The Federal Republic of Daulmark and perhaps much of the pact for all kinds of discussion and negotiation.
The snakes of degenerate liberalism shall seethe and shrivel in the wake of the rejuvenated national collectives!"
Supreme Eternal Omnipotent Leader Shrek, General Shrekretary of the Ogre's Party, Dear Leader of The Shrekacratic Ogres Republic of VlaRiSsiA
Be Glorious Our Free Swampland!
Hail the Confederation!
Hellslayer, Cape canavral, Tertania, New England INC, and 4 othersDaulmark, Ridnez, Pamero, and Rakatov
To the “People’s Republic”,
The so called “failing states” you describe are only gaining strength. The Grand Empire and its allies only grow, only see victory. OTO was an experiment; it obviously failed, but the best part about experiments? They could always be repeated. This time, there will be no communist influence, no false authoritarian states. There will only be the true friendship that has prospered between the three mighty empires.
And when communism, as it always has, fails the people it claims to defend, we will be there, laughing and mocking your misfortunes. Remember this message when your time has come.
Signed, Sir Rurik Murmanov, Imperial Director of Alliances and Prosperity, Permanent Representative to the Triumvirate, and Inquisitor of the Grand Imperator
on behalf of
His Grand Imperial Majesty
One Empire, One People, One Goal
Long Live Eurasia
Glory to the Triumvirate
Hail the Confederation
Hellslayer, Cape canavral, Tertania, New England INC, and 4 othersVlaRiSsiA, Complete and utter freedom, Ridnez, and Pamero
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