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Region: Talonia
DEATH TOLLS FOR THE JARAT ATTACK
People in the building during attack: 237
Confirmed deaths: 87
Injured: 103
Missing: 14
Survivors: 33
(OOC: It was an apartment complex that was attacked, and no, in the RP no one knows how many Juktikt were killed. Also the cartels now work with the government, stop trying to kill them.)
PM Kaloni expresses his condolences to the deceased, with a day of national mourning being proclaimed by him.
ASKRIEG TIMES
LAND REFORMS ANNOUNCED BY L'INTERNATIONALE POLITBIRO
Since the ousting of capitalist by our savior People's Liberation Front, Tarukistanate's Politbiro has been pouring in to Askrieg to help stabilize the political tension after the coup. Their contributions to the newly appointed communist government has been tangential in realizing the communist utopia.
Land Reform Act has passed and signed by Comrade General Axelrod. In it details the distribution of farmlands to farm workers in the area. Native settlers that has been living in the land for decades also gets a land to work on. This will massively increase the rural farmers chance to improve their livelihood. Ownership of the land means the workers no longer rely on wages from the original land owners, but instead can develop and sell their produce on their own.
However not all Askriegians are happy with this reform. The former land owners, now forced to move into the cities, has called this bill to be "outright stealing" of their property. That those lands has been passed down for generations in their family, and not only acting as a source of income, but as a legacy that needs to be protected.
ADVISOR FOR FOREIGN AFFAIRS RESPONDS Torturia'S THREATS!
In response of Torturian amassing forces in their borders, Advisor for Foreign Affairs issued a statement,
"In our experience as a nation, Torturia had always been the breeding grounds for senseless violence. Cartels roam the streets, black-market backed economy, impotent government in power, and now its' latest iteration of immorality, terrorist group JARAT.
This proves beyond a shadow of a doubt that the Torturian government, under regime of Elton the Insane, is not only impotent, but condoning these act of violence. Any sane nation will introduce measures to eliminate said threats. However, Elton seemed to rely on the benevolence of his neighbors to clean up after his mess, but then provide no real support in eliminating these problems! He is, for a lack of a better word, a toddler being entrusted to lead a nation.
This forces our hand to join in Iana-Kashrapa's initiative to remove Elton the Insane in power. We have enacted missions in preparation for this, and is sharing reports with members of UTSC, Tarukistanate and Extremium for about a week. We hope this movement can develop to its' intended conclusion."
Kerdavus
Address to Torturia
Due to the rising political tensions happening among the 2 Internationale and socialist nations, we would like to find common ground and resolve this issue through a compromise. HOWEVER, The nation of Tarukistanate does recognize that Torturia's actions are unjust, and that they should pay for the damages caused and pull out their troops from Iana-Kashrapa. The excuse of "terrorism" does not allow Torturia to simply bomb, and enter troops into foreign soil. Iana-Kashrapa was kind enough to not outright declare war at this clear violation of international law, but simply asked to be compensated for the damages caused to which the nation of Torturia refused, continuing to claim that "terrorism" was the only goal they were trying to wipe out. Further more, these "terrorists" and the village bombed by Torturia have ethnic minorities which Iana wants to protect from harm, and Torturia pays no attention to this. For this, a condemnation will not completely be issued as Torturia is one of our close allies, however to protect the interests and sovereignty of a nation which we also care for, being Iana-Kashrapa, we will offer to be an intermediatory for talks and compromise a plan that will satisfy both parties involved in this mess.
As part of the deal also created between Tomsky and the leader of Pete R Weinston dubbed "The Isjklinn treaty" in which Tarukistanate has agreed to fully defend Iana in case of an attack, if this situation devolves into a war, we will supply Iana heavily as per accord of the terms signed between Tarukistanate and Iana-Kashrapa.
The Secret.. (OOC: This to tell the plan I have, it is not supposed to be known by other nations in the RP.)
The Top leaders of CIFT walk into a dark room, to which they are greeted by a round table where Tomsky is sitting at the very end with his hands together like he is making the shape of triangle... They slowly walk up and take a seat, ready to begin the meeting and hear what Tomsky has to say.
Aslana is the only female leader of CIFT, she can be seen walking around with high for her "fashion statement" while wearing a very formal black suit, which is topped by her classic glasses and fedora.
Kirov is by far one of the most handsome men in Tarukistanate, his brown-blondish hair makes a very good appeal to the women of Tarukistanate. He aswell can also be seen in a fully black suit.
Teikon is called "the most geeky" by Aslana and Kirov, but he is definitely the most capable with technology. At a glance, you would just think he is some nerd from the library, but you'd be surprised what he can do.
Tomsky- "I have called you all here today to discuss the status of Elton... recently, he has been a headache for me, creating many problems among the internationale. I want you to.. well..." He then gestures towards his neck, and makes a slicing motion with his finger.
Teikon- "And the replacement?"
Tomsky- "Err.. yes, I want the socialist government to stay, but Elton needs to go."
Kirov- "Sir, perhaps a replacement could be brought from our nation? It would effectively make them our puppet."
Aslana- "You meathead, do you honestly believe that Torturians would just accept a Taruk leader? they aren't that dumb. We should choose a loyal one, especially to us, to bring to power."
Tomsky- "I don't want any puppets at all nor do I want huge amounts of influence we have Askrieg and I don't think we can stretch our resources anymore, especially after the recent war. it is too much of a hassle and we would sink billions into a foreign country."
Teikon- "So, I think we can agree that we would need to bring a influential, loyal, socialist leader from Torturia to lead the nation which will me mostly Independent yet loyal to the socialist cause?"
All of them nod at the same time.
Tomsky- "Then it is settled, I will leave Aslana to do the logistics of planning, if she needs help, feel free to aid her."
Aslana- "I wont need help~" She smirks..
Kerdavus
Post self-deleted by Kirovian Tsardom.
The Helmcox Observers
Condemnation Of Torturia
Acknowledging Iana-Kashrapa's recent affairs regarding Torturia's unwarrented aggression with the latter utilizing missile "Big Girl" in operations within the border of Iana-Kashrapa. And the further utilization of arguments regarding terrorism to provide Torturia justification. The emperor had initiated the condemnation and the closure of diplomatic relations. And Overanistan's envoys abroad notifying the Iana-Kashrapan government the state's condemnation of Torturia. Further discussions are to be made regarding possible Overanistanian military intervention in a scenario where war is to commence.
As conflict looms ever so closer. We wish to foster growing relations with Iana-Kashrapa ensuring mutual secruity, economic and humanitarian aid.
Kerdavus
REVOLUTIONARY GUARDS REORGANIZATION COMPLETE
General Jack Ryan, the new Commandant of the Revolutionary Guards, announced today that the reorganization of the military is complete. She explained that after the First Talonian War, high command realizes having a large but unmaintained army is much more of a hassle than a benefit. "That is why we are focusing on small to medium sized operations from here on forth. We invested considerable amount of our budget into upgrading our tech, and training of special members of the military. Rather than focusing on numbers, we shall focus on their quality. I'm also announcing the new Joint Special Operations Command of the Revolutionary Guards. This will be our spearhead in surgical clandestine high-risk high-rewards mission. And is the new poster boy for our military."
https://www.nationstates.net/nation=askrieg/detail=factbook/id=1954057
Kerdavus
Protests Erupt Nationwide
Following the First Talonia War, many Alstov-on-Don citizens arenÂ’t too happy on the way things played out. From the significant loss of life to the possibility of abandoning a major medium size city, many people have taken to the streets to show their unhappiness with the current government. Protests have remained peaceful so far but President Angelon MaddoxÂ’s approval rating has dropped to a low 35%. HeÂ’s also been missing in action since he uttered a few words saying the war is over.
“WHERE IS THE PRESIDENT!!” Protestors can be heard shouting down the streets of downtown Faubus. “It’s ridiculous,” Cheyna Nit stated. “He hasn’t addressed us or told us anything since the war concluded. A lot of us want answers. I grew up in Hadiza and the talks of fully abandoning that city doesn’t sit well with me. What can be done? President Maddox address us properly. Tell us something!”
The Hadiza city council is still waiting on a response from the government on a declaration of abandonment. The government is still analyzing the situation.
Askrieg
Bloyam Has FallenÂ…
As the military began to mobilize, the last of the national guard sent to Bloyam has retreated. SolomonÂ’s Guard now has complete control over the city. Shortly after SolomonÂ’s Guard took full control, A video of one of Lev OzeriÂ’s speeches went viral.
“My brothers! The secular government that has oppressed us for far too long has begun to crumble. Now is the time to act! Rebel against your oppressors, liberate your communities from this corrupt system! Our utopia is arriving soon!
“Glory To Birobidjan!”
“Down With Secularism and Socialism!”
“Death To Tarukistanate and their socialist puppets!”
There is good news for Bloyam. The military has finished Mobilizing and it is expected that a special operation will be carried out to retake Bloyam in the next few days.
ASKRIEG STATE PALACE
Comrade General William Axlerod is sitting down in his desk. Trying to look like he's working, he sifts through the stacked papers before him. He knows damn well what is written there; military reports, State Security crackdown lists, he's just trying to keep his mind off of his gut feeling that something isn't right.
His rise of power is too... easy. Communist revolution is not supposed to be this swift. There needs to be blood spilled, capitalists hanged, and royalty to be beheaded. The fact the People's Liberation went so smoothly doesn't sit right with him.
But before his mind went back into it, his office doors swings open. Walks through a young woman in her familiar black suit, her white shirt is only buttoned until the second button. Her collarbone and fair skin is showing glistening in the Askriegian sunlight. Her brunette hair is tied into a messy bun behind her head, and her bright green eyes are piercing the Comrade General.
"I'm sorry, Comrade General." says the office secretary behind her, "She insisted that it's urgent."
Comrade Axlerod waves his secretary away, "Of course, if Maria Rose says it's urgent, then it is urgent."
"What do you have for me, Maria?" asks Axlerod,
"Our 'friend', Extremium is covering up for something." says Rose,
"Nations always cover up their mistakes--"
"Not mistakes, they're building something." Rose slides a brown folder stamped with red "TOP SECRET" on the cover.
Axlerod opens it, looks at it a while, then looks at Rose,
"I'm looking at a boat here Maria. Is this your way of asking me out on a cruise date?"
"William, please." Maria sighs and points to the picture in the document, "This is not a regular patrol boat, Will. See that two steel rods?"
"Yeah, what about it? Maybe they're trying to get cable."
"Those aren't antennas. They're a super-conductors." says Maria with a stern gaze in her green eyes.
"Look, Maria. I know your head is as big as your--" Axlerod looks at Maria up and down, unable to translate his thoughts into words, "--reputation. But I'm not as smart as I say I am. Now what is a super-conductor and what is it doing on a boat."
"It's used as a slingshot to launch a kinetic ammunition, Will. It's a--"
"Railgun. Damnit, they put it on a boat?" Axlerod face turns from curiosity to concern.
"We can't confirm for sure. Our source hasn't produced further reports." answered Maria.
"I want you to task the Special Activities Division. Find out what is going on in Extremium docks. I'll contact Jack Ryan and ask her to task a Grey Eagle or two."
"Right away." says Maria as she starts to walk away.
"Oh and Maria," calls Axlerod as Maria is in his doorway.
"Yes, Will?"
"While you're at it, peek at their border bases. I want to know what we're facing."
Kerdavus, Tarukistanate, Alstov On Don, Extremium
Post self-deleted by Askrieg.
2ND IN POWER: TORTURIAS NEW PRINCESS
This afternoon, a noble event took place in Kamin square. The crowning ceremony… Torturias leader, Eltons niece, Valentina has been crowned as “Princess of Kvins Fild” or “Princess of the valleys”. The crowning ceremony is a 5 hour event in which the current monarch passes his crown to the new monarch. However, Torturia no longer has a monarchy… or has it? Elton has declared a new “SPIRITUAL MONARCHY” which is a monarch who has significantly less power than the leader but is seen as a symbol of that nations long culture and traditions.
The ceremony begins as Valentina dressed in a robe thatÂ’s 8 meters long walks up to beside the podium. Her robe dragging along the floor glistening a dark red hue. Then, Elton walks up to the podium and declares a speech about Torturias culture, traditions and how itÂ’s “important to know where we came from”. The whole speech seemed last minute and extremely awkward and slow. EltonÂ’s eyes seems to be darting from Valentina back to the audience and is far from the confident self he usually is. There is certainly something sinister about the girlÂ… She is extremely beautiful but in a unrealistic way. Her eyes are like gemstones shining a bright emerald hue. But theyÂ’re also sharp and almost never blinksÂ… Her face is perfect but extremely pale like the colour of snow and her necklace displays a series of strange charms of an axe, a key and a small daggerÂ
After the ceremony is over, Elton seemed like he has just gone through a roller coaster and immediately walks off stage. A series of agents and men in black suits chase away the crowd and the event ends just like thatÂ
LONG LIVE THE PRINCESS OF THE VALLEYS, WATERS AND PROTECTER OF THE FOUNDERS!
Askrieg
State Award Ceremony
Transcript
"I ask everyone to stand up" - announcer
Presidential fanfare sounds
"Hello, please sit down!
Dear friends! Today we have gathered here to pay homage to all those who tirelessly fought on the fronts for the sake of our Motherland against a terrible and unscrupulous military machine that rushed with a terrible roar and speed to take away our humble peace.
Dear comrades! The ceremony of awarding state awards in the Presidential Administration is a sign of special gratitude and honor to those citizens who have done something important, colossal, heroic for our Republic. He made a huge contribution to the development of our country. They put the service of the Motherland at the forefront of their whole life. You have proved that you can achieve a lot by your aspiration and creative work, by reacting to what is happening in the world, in the country, around us, loyalty to duty and military oath. Such skills are given to brave, generous and kind people. You are our pride and our success. On my own behalf and on behalf of the entire Government of the Republic, I express my gratitude to you. Thank you for being there!
In connection with the end of the First Talonian War, the following state awards were established by Decree No. 1634: the Order of Victory, the Order For the Defense of the Motherland, the Order For the Defense of Alstov on Don, the Order For the Capture of Dautovich, the Medal For Combat Success, the Medal For Saving Comrades, the Medal of Honor Participant Of The War", The Medal "Gratitude of the Army". All these awards are orders and medals of the highest category of their kind, excluding only Special Orders.
The floor for awarding State Awards on behalf of the Government of the Republic is given to the Chairman of the State Awarding Committee under the President of the Republic Yusup Ardonov." - Landgraf Dimiklion
"Thank you!
Ladies and Gentlemen, the ceremony of awarding State Awards of the Republic is declared open!" - Yusup Ardonov
At the ceremony , it was awarded:
The Order "Hero of the Republic" - 18 people.
The Order "Hero of the Army of the 1st degree" - 26 people.
The Order "Hero of the Army of the 2nd degree" - 38 people.
The Order "Hero of the Army of the 3rd degree" - 22 people.
The Order of Victory - 40 people.
The Order "For the Defense of the Motherland" - 33 people.
Order "For the Defense of Alstov on Don" - 34 people
Order "For the Capture of Dautovich" - 56 people
The badge of honor "Blue Ribbon" - 30 people.
The badge of honor "Black Cap" - 11 people.
Medal "For Combat Success" - 60 people.
Medal "For Saving Comrades" - 44 people.
Medal "Gratitude of the Army" - 68 people.
In addition, the President of the Republic, Landgraf Dimiklion, was awarded the special military rank "Generalissimo of the Republic" and the Order of Merit of the 1st degree for commanding the victorious troops.
Landgraf Dimiklion became the 3rd Generalissimo of the Republic, after Boris Yelov and La Ron Korogov.
La Vladisin Occupation Zone
By order of the President of the Republic, today the La Vladisin Occupation Administration was established under the territories of Dautovic. The occupation zone stretches along the entire coast and ends not far from the former capital of Dautovic.
The Head of the General Staff of the Armed Forces of the Republic Sarthak Kamath has been appointed Head of the Occupation Administration.
The curfew schedule was explained to all residents of the occupied zones, Certificates of Citizen Dautovic were issued, their rights and obligations were told.
The borders of the occupied zone will be closed to foreigners, except for diplomats, commissions, relatives and friends.
greetings from rgbn
Idevk, Kerdavus, Askrieg, Aryan States
Hello!
Kerdavus, Astraaa
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[/spoiler]The new Princess becomes the subject of intense criticism in Kerdavus, as many unflattering, yet talented and unique political cartoons are made about her, with scathing articles written about her alleged polyandry, seen as taboo in Kerdavusan Orthodox Christianity as an equal of the sin of polygamy. These alleges are confirmed via leaked Torturian documents expertly recovered by the Kerdavusan Intelligence & Secret Service, or KISS for short, from weak and easily hackable Torturian servers.
Askrieg
EXTREMIUM MILITARY NEWS OUTLET "MilitarLudaeren.com"
Kerdavus TO BUY AND OPERATE HSAD-MARKSMEN
About yesterday there was an official telegraph request sent by the government of Kerdavus, which had requested to buy Extremian anti-air in order to protect their airspace from any possible air threats.
However, instead of filing it to Haegerenda Defense they filed it to the MMADL, and instead the MMADL immediately gave them the rights to buy either Doppiomontaturas, HSADs, and HSAD-Marksmen.
Kerdavus negotiated with Haegerenda, and in the end, there was an 8.938 billion dahlia deal (equated to about 80 million USD), where they ordered 30 of the HSAD-Marksmen, and with them were recommended to get 120 extra magazines for the reloading, and an unknown amount of 34mm ammo.
At the same time, 30 operators of the anti air systems were also sent to Kerdavus in order to spearhead the teaching of the future operators of the vehicles.
Hopefully our colleagues in Kerdavus enjoy the new tools!
Extremian tech will never disappoint!
EXTREMIUM TO OBTAIN KIROVIAN ANTI AIR TECH IN A SUDDEN BUY-OFF DEAL
Earlier today there was info published by the MMADL, and even sources from Kirovia online saying that Extremium will obtain 2 of each of the following vehicles:
2x CH-33 Marker
2x SI-40 Dome
2x MM-45 Uglovoy
From what we know, all of these are actually wheeled SPAAGs, but bigger and more based on carrying large anti air missiles, except the Marker, which has 2x 20mm guns, and a 37mm gun on top.
While wild designs, they could really help Extremian engineers and designers understand missile tech better and incite better designs learning from other countries' designs.
And not to mention - the museums will get a couple of new goodies to show off after the tests and examinations are done.
In total, the deal costed about 890 million dahlias (about 8 million USD), making it a hefty purchase, but still worth it.
However from a diplomatic stand point, this means that Extremium's and Kirovian Tsardom's relations could tie even closer with such deals.
Maybe we'll see some surprises during the tests, as the MMADL has announced they'll be publishing their tests results online for everyone to see, as the tech is very old.
We will keep you updated on the test results.
Kerdavus
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[/spoiler]Kerdavus parades these military vehicles throughout Taerskola.
EXTREMIUM NEWS OUTLETS
Askrieg sends students to learn in Extremium - a true chance of other people to learn and experience Extremium when young.
The Ba-Honju National Centar University announced that it'll be taking in all 35 students incoming from the Askriegian Aurora university with open arms, citing that they have the most diverse student count and also have a massive Askrieg-Extremian student amount in all of the country.
When it comes to learning everything essential about the way modern Extremium is, Extremity Heights, where the Ba-Honju university is, is the best place for one to learn about the modern Extremian lifestyle, and culture, and heritage with history.
The board of students hopes that everyone gets along as the new exchange students arrive, and join the other exchange students in order to learn in Abyssaline and enjoy their time here.
Welcome to Extremium!
We hope you have a wonderful day.
...... (Out of the news post)
Although the statement says that they will spread the influence of Askrieg to foreign citizens, there is a very low chance of anyone becoming interested in Askrieg other than pure interest.
The idea of spreading influence about Askrieg is almost impossible to succeed in a place like Extremium. People are happy, people live nicely under democracy and capitalism...
It's not the capitalism's fault... it's the way the higher ups actually use the capitalistic system...
If Extremium is so happy with their capitalism... why would they ever consider becoming like Askrieg?
...Shouldn't Askrieg instead become like Extremium?
Askrieg
KAVAHLAN HEALTH JOURNAL
Approved by the Ministry of Health
Atavirus: An Emerging Soil-Borne Disease with Flu-Like Symptoms
The emergence of Atavirus, a novel soil-borne pathogen causing flu-like symptoms, poses a growing public health concern. This study presents a comprehensive investigation into Atavirus, aiming to shed light on its clinical manifestations, transmission dynamics, and potential risk factors. The virus's discovery, with flu-like symptoms such as fever, cough, and fatigue, underscores the need for a deeper understanding of this enigmatic pathogen.
Through extensive data collection and laboratory analysis, we reveal distinct clinical presentations of Atavirus in affected individuals, with a focus on case studies highlighting its impact. Moreover, our research provides compelling evidence of Atavirus presence in soil samples, prompting further investigation into the environmental reservoirs and transmission routes.
This study illuminates the similarities and differences between Atavirus and established respiratory infections, aiding in the differential diagnosis and treatment strategies. In addition, our analysis of factors influencing Atavirus's spread through soil emphasizes the importance of soil health and hygiene practices.
By better understanding this soil-borne pathogen, we can develop strategies for prevention, early diagnosis, and control measures. Further research is necessary to unravel the intricacies of Atavirus and mitigate its impact on global health.
Introduction:
The discovery of Atavirus, an emerging soil-borne disease with flu-like symptoms, has raised significant concerns, particularly in populations exposed to challenging environmental conditions. This novel pathogen was first identified in individuals, predominantly farmers, working in arduous and often suboptimal agricultural settings. The juxtaposition of this disease's emergence with the hardships faced by those in such conditions underscores the urgency of studying Atavirus.
[REDACTED] These individuals are especially vulnerable to diseases originating from the soil, given the nature of their work. Atavirus, with its subtle yet debilitating flu-like symptoms, has emerged as a significant health risk in these populations.
This study seeks to delve into the origins and characteristics of Atavirus, with a particular emphasis on its impact on farmers and workers laboring in unfavorable conditions. By understanding the association between Atavirus and challenging work environments, we aim to elucidate the mechanisms of transmission and the underlying risk factors contributing to its spread.
The identification of Atavirus in these populations underscores the importance of this research, as it not only addresses a public health concern but also highlights the need for interventions and health education in underserved communities. As we delve deeper into the complexities of Atavirus, we hope to provide valuable insights for both medical professionals and policymakers in their efforts to control and manage this emerging soil-borne disease.
Results:
1. **Clinical Symptoms and Case Studies**:
- The clinical presentation of Atavirus-infected individuals included common flu-like symptoms such as fever, cough, sore throat, and fatigue. Notably, the symptoms often had a more prolonged course compared to typical flu.
- We present detailed case studies of Atavirus-infected farmers, highlighting the onset and progression of their symptoms. These cases demonstrate the challenges in diagnosing Atavirus, as the initial clinical picture often resembled other respiratory illnesses.
2. **Soil Sample Analysis**:
- Laboratory analysis confirmed the presence of Atavirus in various soil samples collected from agricultural sites. This finding is significant as it establishes the soil as a reservoir for the virus.
- The genetic analysis of the isolated Atavirus strains indicated a close relationship among the viral strains found in different soil samples, suggesting a common source.
3. **Disease Prevalence**:
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Discussion:
1. **Clinical Features and Differential Diagnosis**:
- The flu-like symptoms associated with Atavirus pose a diagnostic challenge, as they overlap with other respiratory infections. The study highlights the importance of considering Atavirus in the differential diagnosis of individuals with persistent respiratory symptoms, especially in agricultural communities.
2. **Soil as a Reservoir**:
- The confirmation of Atavirus in soil samples underscores the significance of environmental factors in the disease's transmission. This discovery raises questions about the routes of transmission from the soil to humans, including direct contact, inhalation, or contaminated food and water sources.
3. **Risk Factors and Challenging Work Conditions**:
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4. **Public Health Implications**:
- Atavirus poses a growing public health threat, particularly in regions where agricultural work is a primary livelihood. Strategies for disease prevention and control should encompass better soil hygiene practices, early diagnosis, and access to healthcare for these at-risk populations.
5. **Future Research Directions**:
- Further investigation is necessary to elucidate the precise mechanisms of Atavirus transmission from soil to humans. Additionally, research on potential treatments and vaccines is imperative to mitigate the impact of this emerging disease.
SUSPICIOUS ACTIVITY NEAR THE BORDER
Tonight, a security camera installed on the D13 district of the Torturian Extremium border caught a glimpse of footage of 3 men seemingly doing some kind of ritual or sacrifice while crossing. They are wearing military suits and leather boots and crossed the border with ease seemingly knowing where the mines are and jumping over the electrical wire. Surprisingly, no guards were on duty at that hour at that area which is a 1/1000 probability. It seems they know the guards routines which are top secret by the way. The men dug a hole, walked around it and then uttered and yelled at each other. However, the security cameras at D13 were rather run down so audio is not available. The recording shuts off with the men filling up the hole and then crossing the borderÂ
JARAT ACTIVITY FOUND IN EXTREMIUM
Tonight, another chilling recording was discovered but this time ON THE EXTREMIUM SIDE OF THE BORDER. The 3 men were again found this time entering Extremium illegally. Torturia linked some security cameras on the other side as well to maximize surveillance. The security cameras were way more advanced and new on the other side because they were installed just 3 months ago so audio was available to an extent. However, it is still extremely muffled. The men were seen to be indeed Torturians by their face. The 1st guy has blonde hair with blue eyes and a crooked nose, the 2nd guy has long brunette hair and brown eyes and the 3rd guy has short black hair with green eyes and a dented ear. They are seen with a mysterious crestÂ… an axe, a key and a small dagger. However, these men also carried a bandana with a chilling textÂ… “BLOODSHED FOR THE MAINLAND” etched out in red paint resembling bloodÂ… itÂ’s indeed confirmedÂ… JARAT are everywhere.. In every nation and no one is safeÂ… the recording shuts off as the guy takes off the bandana and puts it in his pocket after the 2nd guy says “dude stop flagging”. They then walk into the distance until the camera can no longer pick up detailsÂ
OOC: How can you have cameras in Extrenium without their permission?
Post by Aryan States suppressed by Idevk.
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Somewhere in Monarch's palace...
Minister of Defense Genna shuffles her papers on her way to the office. She approaches the door and asks the guards if the Monarch is inside. They respond in a fairly simple "Yes". Genna knocks on the door and walks in.. only to see the Monarch completely drooling asleep on the table, with a lot of Kirovian-branded energy drinks, at least 10 cans.
Genna approaches her and gently shakes her asleep. The Monarch wakes up without making any noise, complete silence..
N: "Morning Genna.. What time is it?"
Nikolaevna stretches out a bit.
G: "..14:00."
N: "14..? Christ."
Genna picks up one can of many on the table and inspects it thoroughly.
G: "You drank all that by yourself?"
N: "These..? Oh, right. Yeah."
G: "Have you completely neglected your health now? You can't drink more than one can a day. 150mg of caffeine in just ONE can. You drank at least 10!"
Nikolaevna yawns a bit, rubbing her eyes.
N: "I need to stay up for 2 days straight to check on every design that our Engineers provide. They need to get personal approval from me first, before they do any production and tests. Military is important, and 5 hours of sleep is all I need."
G: "5 hours of sleep for 2 days..? At this rate you'll die by 40! You need to focus not only on the Army, but your own health too!"
Nikolaevna picks up her cap and puts it on, adjusting it to her comfort.
N: "Right. That's enough. Just give me the papers and let me get back to work. I need to make sure the 2-year modernisation plan goes without flaws."
Genna annoyingly yet surprisingly gasps, carefully putting a pile of shuffled papers on the Monarch's table. Leaving without saying another word.
The Monarch just looks at the pile, tiringly rubbing her eyes. "Modernise the whole army within 2 years.. Mihail better be proud watching in the sky right now." - she says, returning back to work.
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[/spoiler]DEPLOYMENT ORDER
People's Liberation Front Comrade General Office
On behalf of the People, the People's Liberation Front realizes:
1. Increasingly tense political situation on the Extremian-Torturian border;
2. Recent Torturian executive government actions delegitimizing their own monarchy;
remembers:
1. Torturian concerning tendencies to incite violence without prior reason;
2. Our standing in the international community, especially in the Down With Elton movement;
3. Our long standing alliance with Extremium.
Hereby orders:
[spoiler]1. Joint Special Operations Command Detachment (JSOC-D) to task 1 (one) MQ-1C "Grey Eagle" UAV to Torturian Kamin borders to monitor activities.
2. 1st Strategic Command Division (1-STRATCOM) to task 1 (one) E-767 Airborne Warning and Control System (AWACS) near the Extremian-Torturian borders to monitor activities and relay allied forces movement.
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Deployment shall remain active until undetermined period of time.
Long live the People's Liberation.
Signed,
Comrade General William Axlerod
Kerdavus
The Fall..?
A recent development has started to dawn upon the people of Tarukistanate and the government itself. While from outside, the nation looks like a peaceful communist utopia, the reality of the situation in Tarukistanate is much darker and grimmer then it would appear to any outsider. The reality is, Tarukistanate is NOT a perfect communist utopia. Infact, there is barely any democracy and human rights. It is finely tuned just good enough for the people to not rebel, but not good enough for them to know too much. The reality is, ever since the takeover of the communists, the situation has gotten better, but not to it's true potential. The system claims to be "democratic" however votes only take place after the retirement of death of a leader, and even those albeit are very rigged and geared towards the winner. Perhaps... maybe, the people were wrong. When a big man came up and said "I can fix everything!" we believed it with our hearts, with all these slogans and phrases, the people were mass indoctrinated. Maybe we'd be better off... if we brought down Tomsky and the entire socialist system! It seems crazy to believe, but cracks and holes have been forming in the nation ever since the beginning of the takeover of the communists. All the government did was add bandages to a bleeding arm! It was not a big deal until now, however with a stagnate economy and effectively losing tons of money into a war in which the nation barely received anything of value, the people are growing ever more angry. The biggest crack though was Extremium, when our students and people went there for the mighty fine women, they started to propagate all these ideas. They suddenly realized how much better is was, that the evil boogey man of capitalism wasn't such a threat....
With the development of this situation, the threat of a democratic takeover creeps in ever closer.. inch by inch... in fact, protests have already sprung up across the country side, especially among the natives as Tomsky's integration of the native assimilation policy did not sit well with them. The religious population of Tarukistanate, which makes up around 79% of the population have also been tired of the communists constantly oppressing their places of worship, when the census is held, the only option for religion is "Choose not to disclose" and "Atheist". However, the people are not completely done with the ideas of socialism. Instead, they shall turn to a much more moderate version.. a less extreme and radical version. One where free elections will be held and private property shall come back to life. The Government shall still hold much control of these things, but it is certain to say that were these moderate socialists take over... then Socialism and Communism would be dead.
Kerdavus, Extremium, Askrieg, Kirovian Tsardom, Kavahla, Elutherialand
Hive Sector E, 56|83
First Round
21: Positive
16: Negative
74: Positive
58: Positive
00: Connection Lost
WARNING: Breach, 16, detectated.
00•00/Unable
58•00/Affirmitive
74•00/Affirmitive
21•00/Affirmitive
58•74/Affirmitive
21•21Failure
Results: 58•74/I'I
Second Round
50•70/I’I
8•4/I’I
[54]
[78]
Results: [54'78]
[54'78]/Affirmitive
Set found.
KHAGANATE INTERNAL COMMUNICATIONS
[pre]The Khagan has approved a kill order on all Torturian military personnel, vessels, and aircraft. The order is to be carried out by the following fleets:
1st Fleet: Off the coast of Kamin City
2nd Fleet: Off the coast of Yablochko
3rd Fleet: In the gulf north of Dolina Karoley
If civilians or their vehicles, vessels, or aircraft are found to harbor Torturian or Jarat military personnel, they are to be seen as hostiles.
God save us all.[/pre]
Askrieg
A townhouse, somewhere in Aurora City.
Maria gets out of bed, she looks at the bedside clock. It's 2:50 a.m. She doesn't know why she woke up, office hours are still 4 hours away. It doesn't feel right, she walks down the stairs to get water to drink.
She is surprised. 3 unknown persons are in her kitchen, cooking. She has no idea who they are.
One of them looks like a real game getter... the other looks a lot more serious, sitting at the couch with his hands together and leaning in, as the lady in the golden laced Kimono... Holy hell... that is the most beautiful thing you've ever seen...
The crimson-haired game getter is... cooking? Cooking on your stove? As the beautiful lady with the tail berated him, and the guy just sitting there wore... just a plain shirt, pants, and a holster for a big bowie knife...
Maria looks at the coffee table beside the couch, she thought to herself "Damn, my gun is under there. Right beside that guy with the knife."
Something clicked in her head. Those eccentric clothing, the way they discreetly entered the AIA Commissioner home, and their general indifference toward this ridiculous situation. They're Extremian SDA, no doubt about it.
Knowing that, she decided to play into whatever game this is.
Maria: H-hello? Excuse me?
SPIRIT: Aha!~ Our little lady woke up!
The crimson haired guy looked at you, grinning, as the god-like looking girl and the pale, blackhaired normal looking guy looked at you..
SPIRIT: Have a seat, will you? I'm almost done making spongemash and eel!
AMATERASU: I'm gonna kill you once we're out of here, SPIRIT!
HOPE: Enough, AMATERASU. What he's doing is already in the process.
AMATERASU: Hmph! I'm going to be bathroom...
AMATERASU walked off a bit.. and as if she lived here for years, just casually went to your bathroom and closed the door behind herself.. Did the room get darker a bit after she left?
HOPE: ...Maria. Please take a seat.
What the hell was that? Is she a God? Did Extremium has the paranormal by their side? Nonsense, the paranormals aren't real, what are you going to do? Call the Global Occult Coalition? She walked to the dining table nervously. Even though she lived here for almost half a decade, she doesn't feel safe anymore. As she sits down, her minds races as what prompted Extremian SDA to come to her house. She's nervous as hell. Her feet wants to tremble, tears want to fall on her face, her hands want to shake uncontrolably. The only thing holding those back are her training.
Suddenly, a plate come in front of Maria.
SPIRIT: Enjoy your meal, young lady!~
He put a hand on his chin, smirking and striking a cool, smart-looking pose.. And he slid everyone a plate of the fried eel and the spongemash...
Maria reluctantly starts eating it. She worries what they might do to her if she doesn't. Might be, this is the last homecooked meal she will ever have. Her mind still races. Why are they here? What warrants that much attention that SDA agents get into her home? And if it is that important, why isn't she dead yet? Or being tied up in a black-site somewhere.
...Holy sh** even if this is made of a specific type of seasponge... this.. this is delicious! And the eel.. the eel is fried so well! It's like caramel! You heard the bathroom door open as the goddess-like lady stepped out, yawning... as she yawned you saw her mouth structure is that akin to one of those fox-women from err... Anime..
AMATERASU: Oh, are you done already?
SPIRIT: Duh. Come eat before it gets cold, ya slowpoke.
AMATERASU grit her teeth a bit, as she stomped over, with her hands going in the sleeves of the kimono she wore...
SPIRIT: ...Sooo... Hows it taste, Maria?
Maria: It's... real good. I didn't expect it to be this good.
Maria keeps eyeing the gun she hides in the coffee table. She kept calculating whether or not it's possible she took it. Impossible, too many people, not enough time. She keeps eating the eel.
Maria: Actually, it's better than the reports i heard of Extremian food.
HOPE: ...probably because you don't know how to cook them.
SPIRIT: Yeah no our snacks and allat.. like the shrimp-chips and all that are really good right but when it comes to actually making food out of raw materials, people always get it wrong.
SPIRIT: ...That's why free internet access it's important... you wanna know how to cook somethin' from an another country? Why not look it up at that country's website..?
AMATERASU: ...Hmph. I did not expect you to actually be good, SPIRIT. I apologize for my behavior.
SPIRIT: Haha yeah, told ya!~
HOPE gulped, having finished his food..
HOPE: ...Maria? I know there's a gun under the coffee table.
HOPE: ...it's no longer there, though.
Maria: Gun? What gun?
Damn, he knows.
Maria: Also, is she... human? You look... Godly. Should i be concerned for my sins?
SPIRIT: AAAAHH!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
HOPE snickered a bit, covering his mouth..
And AMATERASU grinned widely... cheshyre cat..
AMATERASU: Why~... I appreciate the compliment, Maria~
AMATERASU: But yes, you should be ready to confess them if need be. Is that a sufficient answer?
Maria: Sins... Is this about the boats?
Maria: No one can prove Askrieg ever sanctioned a mission.
HOPE: ...First, this gun.
HOPE slid your gun on the table, in front of you..
...but there's no magazine inside... and the slide is locked back...
HOPE: ...Second... No one can prove it until we can.
As HOPE nodded at AMATERASU, she gulped her food down a bit, with her reaching into her kimono slowly... and carefully pulling out a file with "TOP SECRET" on it..
HOPE: ...Basically.. the director of the shipyard noticed there was a guy she never saw before clocking out at the end of the day.
HOPE: Unlike you folks, we have a couple tens of specialists instead of a couple thousand handymen working all together. Everyone there knows one another by face.
HOPE: ...So we knew where to go. Nobody else can pull something like that off.
AMATERASU: ..You're not the only person to look at me and think I am an actual goddess, Maria.
AMATERASU: When you play your cards right, you can be let in anywhere you wish... without even raising a hand~
SPIRIT: ...And y'know, finding files in an archive was pretty easy when you had one box for each file. We found it in no time under the "EXTREMIUM" section.
...they... they broke into the intel storage and took the file out... just like that..?
AMATERASU: ...Now... We don't like that... The director was upset she let him go under her radar because she was exceptionally busy but...
AMATERASU: ...how would one phrase this..?
AMATERASU: ...Let's say we know you're going to send more than one person next time~
HOPE: ...And we would appreciate it more if you just sat back and let us do our thing without having to snoop in it.
SPIRIT got up, opening the fridge and looking for some soft drink to chug down after the food..
Maria: And I assume you will kill me if I keep doing my job?
SPIRIT: Hey sorry to interrupt your funny talk but err... Ey, Maria... you got something like.. yknow.. something like Lintimauti?
So he wants something like a soda?
Maria: Oh, I got some Askrieg root beers next to the orange juice. Its that bronze cans
Maria: Lintimautis haven't officially get into our market yet. Our agents usually smuggled it stateside.
SPIRIT: Hooo! Heh, they're that good am i right?
He chuckled, getting 2 cans, as AMATERASU poured herself some wine...
AMATERASU: BLEH!!
AMATERASU: ...How the hell do you drink this alcohol stuff..?
AMATERASU: Get me one too, SPIRIT...
SPIRIT pulled three cans out, as he threw one to HOPE, and placed one near AMATERASU, as he cracked open his..
And SPIRIT carefully grabbed the wine glass that AMATERASU drank out of, carefully pouring it in his cup and downing it, looking to the side and sticking his tongue out!
SPIRIT: UHEEE! This is some strong alcohol, damn!
HOPE: Either way... er... No, we won't kill you but... your agents will get in deep trouble.
HOPE: Basically... what we're saying is keep out of it. Not only is it not worth it, but you'll get people captured... in worse case scenarios, killed.
Maria: Extremian wine isn't like this?
Maria sips her wine once more
Maria: But I agree, maybe we should keep to ourselves and not muck about in other people's business. Me with your boats and y'all with our wines.
SPIRIT: Not EXTREMIAN wine, but Boscociliegian.
SPIRIT: If you want the very exotic foods and produce and the wine, you always go to Boscociliegi.
AMATERASU: Stop promoting your homestate, pasta-eater!
HOPE: Hey, don't start inter-state fights now. You feel just as proud of Neaik-Mer as SPIRIT feels proud of Boscociliegi.
HOPE: ..Either way. It sounds good. Thanks for understanding.
SPIRIT pulled his wallet out, whipping out 50 USD and placing them on the table..
AMATERASU: ..We overstayed here a little. We shall see you again some other time, Maria~
She giggled a bit, covering her mouth, as she got up, going to the door..
HOPE: ..Oh yeah. If I were you I would start looking for different locks. I know your current ones are from the biggest lock company in Askrieg but...
HOPE: ...it was a little too easy to unlock your door, Mariasan.
They all got up, making their way to the front door..
They left your unloaded gun on the table.. the files... the file, the goddess took it...
Seems like they.. really didn't like the fact that you had to take a look at what they were doing...
Kerdavus, Torturia, Tarukistanate, Extremium, Kirovian Tsardom
https://www.nationstates.net/page=dispatch/id=1954800
https://www.nationstates.net/page=dispatch/id=1954474
Kirovian Tsardom
PUBLIC FOOTAGE RELEASE №.1 - KIROVO-EXTREMIAN DAUTOVIC OFFENSIVE.
The footage appears to be from a helmet gopro-esque perspective. The supposed 'protagonist' of this footage is a man wearing a balaclava, putting his helmet on in panic, audibly saying something in Kirovian. It appears he had cut the previous unknown footage early and pressed the record button again. The sound is filled with various screams, grunts, gunfire and explosions up-close.
Once the full image is clear and focused, all you could visibly see is a bloodbath. Bodies lie piled in an urban apartment complex, all having Kirovian twin-headed eagle patches. The protagonist reloads his standard-issue AV-77, clearly modernised with various attachments. Another man runs up to him, as small debris falls over both of the men. Luckily, there's subtitles, translating Kirovian.
I: "F[--]king hell, there you are! We're completely surrounded! These d[--]bass communists are putting up a good fight!"
Both Ivvy and Mark do a 'gangsta' hand-greeting, even at a time like this.
M: "No s[--]t! Where's the others?"
Ivvy visibly shrugs.
I: "No f[--]king clue. But s[--]t gets real tense down there. They're pushing some tanks up to blast us from there!"
M: "F[--]K YOU MEAN FROM THERE?"
I: "HOW DO YOU THINK I FELT WHEN I HEARD THAT? BE HAPPY OUR RADIO IS DOING SOME ELECTRONICS' WARFARE AT LEAST!"
The men dismount their window positions and quickly rush down the stairs, reloading their guns.
M: "F[--]king hell. To think I'd end up in some f[--]ked up 'motherland'-esque f[--]cktard country."
I: "Gah. Forget about it. At least you have someone waiting for you at home. I sure as hell don't."
M: "Cheer up at least! You'll get someone eventually! You signed up to be released early, you'll survive!"
I: "My a[--]."
M: "Whatever, Ivvy. We need to breakthrough to our guys, or at the very least the Extremians."
I: "Right. You're right. No point in dying now!"
Ivvy jokingly punches the shoulder of Mark, both of them chuckling, as they are now approxiately 2 floors lower.
The footage continues showing both of them fighting off seemingly relentless waves of Dautovic soldiers - or more appropriately - Dautovic militia. Soon enough, they reach the first floor and keep fighting. Both are visibly charred from constant dust and smoke, their vests having small rips and helmets scarred from shrapnel.
Ivvy takes a sudden hit to his arm and falls over.
M: "IVVY! F[--]K!"
Ivvy coughs a bit, eventually grunting from the pain.
Mark tries to suppress the Militants, but they keep coming either way.
I: "M- mark..! Over here!"
Mark crawls over, as Ivvy lends him his black flare, with golden outline.
M: "Ivvy? What is this?"
I: "Give your frag."
Mark gives him his last grenade, as he helps Ivvy to stand up and lean over on a wall.
Ivvy handles his radio and seemingly radios over; "This is Catharsis 9-9. Our group is completely f[--]ked. Request precision bombardment on yellow flare, over."
A couple seconds later, response follows; "Roger Catharsis 9-9, we're sending Extremian 3-2 to help you guys out. Stay strong, we need you alive." - and cuts off just like that.
M: "Ivvy? What's your plan here."
I: "Head over to the roof and drop the flare there. Tell everyone alive on the way to get somewhere safe. This is our last bet in this region. At least help Catharsis 10-1 before they eventually enter to replace us."
Ivvy coughs amidst sentences, sounding completely numb - yet accepting.
M: "Are you crazy? I can't just leave you like this! Dude, you still have so much to live for! We can make it through! We can hold them off for long!"
Ivvy stays silent for a couple of moments, taking small breaths.
I: "Remember all those moments when I told you I have nobody at home?"
M: "Ivvy."
Ivvy pulls out a second grenade from his own vest, chuckling.
Mark sighs depressingly.
I: "Go, you have approximately 5 minutes before they level the entire street. I want you and the others to survive - hopefully."
Mark grunts, holding Ivvy by the shoulder.
M: "Won't forget you. You were like a brother to me."
I: "Same to you, old geezer."
Ivvy coughs, as Mark rushes over to the stairs - at least what was left of them at this point.
A couple seconds later, you could hear a loud yell; "MONARCH PROTECTS ME IN DEATH!" - and then.. an explosion.
Mark didn't stop, and kept on rushing up the stairs.
"Crazy old bastard.." - the last sentence that Mark said, almost sobbing.
Suddenly, footage cuts to Mark sitting in a corner with 4 of his mates, breathing heavily, looking around often. He looks outside and sees two Extremian GAM-98s passing by, dropping slow-fall bombs near the apartment complex. And a couple minutes later - close proximity explosions.
Footage cuts here.
Extremium
Dautovic Dictator Awakens
Supreme Emir Schroder has finally awaken weeks after insitgating a full war and barely participating in the aftermath. After making enemies with his formal allies and seeing them all close in on him he surrendered to those forces right outside of the Dictator Palace in Cargill.
HeÂ’s finally awaken in an unknown prison and has no clue where he is. Is he about to stand trial? Is he about to be put to death? HeÂ’s hearing rumors that his lands that used to be Dautovic are now being occupied by enemy forces of Vladis Alstov On Don The Kirinian Khaganate Tarukistanate and Extremium.
“SOMEBODY LET ME OUT OF HERE!!!!” he yells.
No one comes.
“WHERE AM I??? AM I STILL IN CARGILL?? HELLOOOOO!!!! WHAT NATION AM I IN. I NEED TO GET BACK TO DAUTOVIC TO RULE MY PEOPLE”
“What in the lords name?“
“I dont know sir, she just died.“
“Well then, Look into the buisness. She didnt just go plonk.“
“Well, she did, she fainted and didn’t wake up.“
“Well. Shut down the buisness for now, and look into it.“
“Okay sir“
(OOC: New “post“)
Vhilo barged into the office saying, “Here.“
He slid a navy blue folder across the desk, and Retski opened it up, and looked it over. “Valentina?“ He saud in shock.
“Yes sir, keep reading.“
Responded Vhilo
“That little scumbag.“
Retski said, his voice bubbling with anger.
“So what is your response?“ Vhilo asked.
“Well,“ Retski said, “We can’t do much, after all, Torturia is a mess. And we can’t assinate her. Elton is no help, Vera is dead. There is nothing we can do, unless...“
Torturia
From the grimy industrial districts of Southern Khanbalik, a tale of two men bound by fate and circumstance recorded in a badly damaged journal began spreading outwards into the wider world. Some would call it a story of resilience, friendship, and the indomitable spirit of those who dared to dream of a better world. Others called it foreign propaganda.
In the heart of Asmem, a bustling port city, lived two men, Lennard and Klaus. Both were victims of a horribly incompetent regime, followed by a brutal war. Their dreams shattered as their homeland of Dautovic descended into chaos. Forced to leave their families behind, they found themselves shoved aboard a crowded vessel by armed men, sailing toward an unknown land, hoping for a better life but fearing the worst.
Their destination was a factory-complex on the outskirts of Khanbalik, a place where the skyline met the heavens. However, for the unfortunate souls who worked in the industrial district, it was a place wheredreams went to die and hopes were crushed beneath the weight of relentless toil. The weapons factory, a sprawling monument to human exploitation, was owned by the Buyantu-Baatar Corporation, a ruthless company that cared little for the welfare of their workers. Upon their arrival, Lennard and Klaus were greeted by a harsh reality: the factory was a hellish nightmare where laborers toiled ceaselessly, their bodies breaking under the strain of mind-numbing repetition and grueling hours.
Lennard, a sturdy man with calloused hands and a determined spirit, had once dreamed of becoming a skilled artisan. His eyes, once bright with hope, were now clouded with despair as he operated the machinery that demanded every ounce of his strength. Klaus, on the other hand, was a young and fragile soul, his spirit untouched by the harsh realities of life until now. Together, they formed an unlikely friendship amidst the clattering noise of the factory floor.
The days turned into weeks, and the weeks into months, as Lennard and Klaus endured the inhumane conditions of the factory. The air was thick with dust and despair, and the workers' weary sighs merged into a haunting chorus of desperation. The factory manager, Mr. Ganbat, was oblivious to the suffering he caused and only cared about profit margins and production quotas. The workers became mere cogs in his profit-driven machine, their lives expendable in the pursuit of wealth.
Despite the unbearable conditions, Lennard and Klaus found solace in each other's company. In the stolen moments between shifts, they shared stories of their lives back in Dautovic, dreams that now seemed like distant mirages, and whispered plans of escape. Their friendship became a beacon of hope in the darkness, a reminder that they were not alone in their struggle.
One fateful day, as the factory buzzed with frenzied activity, tragedy struck. Klaus, weakened by exhaustion and malnutrition, collapsed under the weight of a heavy weaponry crate he was carrying. Lennard, witnessing his friend's fall, rushed to his aid, but it was too late. Klaus's body, broken and battered, lay still on the cold, unforgiving ground. The other workers, too afraid to speak out, continued their labor in silence, their hearts heavy with grief. Soon, armed guards rushed to the scene, taking Klaus's body toward the direction of the incinerator.
Lennard, devastated by the loss of his friend, felt a surge of righteous anger. He refused to let Klaus's death be in vain. In that moment, he found the strength to rise against the oppressors who had stolen their dreams and their lives. With newfound determination, he rallied his fellow workers, their collective voices rising in a powerful chorus of defiance. With not a single spark of emotion on their faces, the guards opened fire, killing every worker who dared to join the movement. Lennard laid amongst the bodies in a pool of blood, the light slowly fading from his eyes.
There would never be freedom. In the end, their sacrifice was in vain.
Of course, the chances for this story to be true are very slim. The tale is most likely hogwash fabricated by the Khaganate's enemies to defame the delectable working conditions in the industrial district. We advise you to keep away from such misinformation. Have a good day.
Idevk, Birobidjan, Alstov On Don, Askrieg, Kirovian Tsardom
HIEDRICK IS ALIVE
EMERGENCY ANNOUNCEMENT: HIEDRICK HAS RETURNED TO IANA-KASHRAPA. Hiedrick, the old dictator of Iana-Kashrapa, who was assumed dead after his office was mass napalm bombed, has emerged from hiding and is currently on the run. Furthermore he has made a new ally, JARAT. Anyone who can help, please do, we cannot survive this alone.
The fate of Emir Schroder
*Four rings sound*
Officers of the National Security Service and the Sovereignty of the Republic, accompanied by special forces of the National Police, enter the cell surrounded by the forces of the occupying countries.
The officer, the head of the Service Ronon Barokholov, takes a paper from his briefcase and addresses the prisoner:
"Emir Schroder, born on 08.10.1968, a citizen of Dautovich, ex-Head of State, was imprisoned by United Forces after the capture of Kargill. Right?
I inform you that in connection with the signing by the 4 winning countries of the document that decided your fate, you are accused of violating human rights, violating the freedom and sovereignty of the States of Talonia and unleashing a World War. The court of the winning countries decided to imprison you for life. Since our priority is the observance of human rights, we cannot guarantee your safety on the territory of the winning countries, in this regard, you will be taken to the Kirovian Tsardom in the city of Glavdomska for immediate detention. Do you understand the verdict?"
"Yes..." - Emir answers quietly
"Hands behind your back, face the wall," one of the officers commands
A motorcade of armored cars, police and special forces of the Republic leaves the territories occupied by other countries and moves to the Vladisinsky Occupation Zone.
3 hours after departure, the motorcade turns out to be at a military airfield in the occupation zone. A special aircraft, such as a Boeing-747, is being escorted by fighters to Kirovian Tsardom.
The arrival time of the board is 16:46 on August 11, 2026.
Call sign - PBAG-747
Alstov On Don, Kirovian Tsardom
YOUR SCRAWNY BOYS TOO WEAK? TRY OUR “MAGIC PILL”!
*a real advertisement currently being advertised in Torturia*
-(woman) are you.. sick and tired of being a little runt?
-(young man) yea!
-try our “magic pill”! Insert 3 times a day for magical effects such as muscle growth, hair and beard growth and vein exfoliation!
-(young man) how do you take it?
-put into your mouth after you eat breakfast, lunch and dinner!
-(young man) oh wow itÂ’s like magic! How much is it? My momÂ’s very poor!
-donÂ’t worry young lad! ItÂ’s 49.99 a bottle of 50 pills! Eat for 30 days and youÂ’ll become the bulked up man you want to be!
-(young man) oh wow IÂ’m gonna buy some right now!
-you know what they say! Got enemies to kill? Take the pill!
*end of commercial*
The Torturian government has set up PillMan(the company who owns the right to sell “magic pills”) commercials all over the state and encourages parents to buy them for their sons to bring to war training camp.
[spoiler]
[/spoiler]The Kerdavusan Government publishes a 4-page report analyzing the "magic pills."
The pills are banned from Kerdavus as "illicit contraband," due to high concentrations of hard drugs and high-THC weed.
Torturian products are banned from Kerdavus due to their high drug content and violation of most of Kerdavus's safety laws.
Askrieg
“Sir we have to.”
“Very well then, do it.”
“Really, you sure?”
“Yes. He survived a mass napalm bombing and a cyanide filled glass of wine.”
“What?”
“What?”
“You put cyanide in that wine?”
“Yes, why do you look so concerned?”
“Because I drank that wine.”
”Yarill you idiot, get out of my office.”
Yarill walks out deeply concerned, and Tiro walks in.
“What is it Tiro?”
“Perhaps we try the experiment?”
“Well we have found something that works, do we have any :54|78:?“
“Yes sir.“
“Very well then, can we still get it in?“
“Yes.“
“Then do it.“
(OOC: New “post“)
Hiedrick was sitting in his bunker sipping on his wine when suddenly, his eyes felt heavy, and he collapsed in his chair, barely even hearing the spec ops agents busting in...
Torturia
Kalvin capybara Talonia tour!
After many demand of the citizens of Lenak, we are packing up his things and putting the legend in a RV. Kalvin the capybara is officially on tour with food and water to survive the entire trip and then some more food and water, he is able to be pet but not picked up.
Singing butcher copycat?
Deborah charlestone. 35 female, found dead at roanoke blaze at the outskirts of Lenak, 'we will find and exterminate him even if we have to kill innocents.' -Lee hatchen
NEW ELECTIONS COMING SOON!
BREAKING NEWS: Pete R Weinston, out current Grand Head, has been deemed unable to perform the full duties of the office of Grand Head lf Iana-Kashrapa by the Executive Council. Elections will be held in 1 hour, and the winner will be the new leader of Iana-Kashrapa. Some believe this to be necessary, as the Socalist party will most likely not win, and instead it is looking that the United Democratic Front, lead by Urul F. Ilki, will win. Again voting will happen in 1 hour.
Kerdavus will observe the elections closely to determine if they are free and/or fair.
ELECTION RESULTS!
CANIDITES:
Liri N. Thompson (Confederative Socalist Utopia)
Urul F. Ilki (Free Democratic Utopia)
Orpila S. Jelkin (Rigid Monarchist State)
Third place goes to, Orpila S. Jelkin.
Second Place goes to, Liri N. Thompson
And first, wait what, and second again goes to Urul F. Ilki?
And first goes to HIEDRICK THE UNHINGED?!
“THATS RIGHT, YOU BETTER RESPECT ME!“ Yells Hiedrick, batging into the news buolding and shotting the reporter on the head, “THIS IS MY LAND!“ He cocks his rifle, and the tv cuts out with a gunshot.
Post self-deleted by Kerdavus.
MASSACRE AT THE BORDER!
After Hiedrick the Unhinged’s rise to power once more he ordered the aemy to, “Make sure no one leaves. How? Why do you think you have guns?“. So when the old regime members tried to flee the guards, well used their weapons. 462 people were shot dead, and Hiedrick is supreme.
Torturia
[spoiler]
[/spoiler]The Prime Minister denounces the coup by Hiedrick, and begins to call on the international community to oppose the coup that Hiedrick has done on Iana-Kashrapa, specifically Vladis, Extremium, and Idevk, as Kerdavus is not in a position to militarily oppose such happenings.
The President, Doron Kalosti, signs an Executive Order that allows any political refugees from Iana-Kashrapa into Kerdavus instantly.
Refugees
OOC: This was agreed by me and Iana-Kashrapa.
Two political refugees from Iana-Kashrapa manage to escape and make it to Kerdavusan borders. They are brought to a secure location.
Publically, two figures resembling the refugees are shown to have been caught by police as terrorists, and are sent to prison for life. This is merely a show, as the real refugees are hidden in a secure Kerdavusan military base.
A SERIES OF STRANGE EVENTS MAY SEND TORTURIA TO ITS DOOM
-to Hiedrick the Unhinged
Hey you.. Your eyes shine a fiery red reigning over your people.. I saw it on a documentary! I like itÂ… No one is as brave as you mister! That beard hair is really quite charming you know? Stupid old Uncle wonÂ’t let me out of the palace again.. luckily for you, I have already ordered a first class ticket to Iana-Kashrapa. Meet me at the most famous bar near Carcois capital. See you there!😉
-sincerely, Valentina Diska, protector of keys and wielder of the axes. GunSmoker #8
in the royal palace 2 days after
-what the f&$k is this?
-oh Uncle.. itÂ’s.. nothing
-Mhm.. IÂ’VE HAD IT TO THE TOP WITH YOU YOU LITTLE SCUMBAG! YOU TURN YOUR BACK AGAINST ME RUINING THE PERFECT WORLD I CREATED AND NOW YOU WILL SEND US TO OUR DEMISE! FOR WHAT REASON?
-oh uncle come onÂ… HeÂ’s a very very nice guy!
-YOU SHUT UP! GUARDS! SEND THIS LITTLE RUNT TO THE BASEMENT! AND DONÂ’T LET HER OUT!
-oh uncle how naive you areÂ… you know what I can do to youÂ… and everyone in this PATHETIC little countryÂ… I can kill every one of themÂ… So let me do what I wantÂ
-BY GOING TO SOME BAR WITH THISÂ… CREEPY GUY WHOS DOING INSANE THINGS TO HIS OWN COUNTRY?! You know ValentinaÂ… The promise? I let your parents go if you just act along for a little whileÂ
-SHUT UP! YOU ARE A TERRIBLE HORRIBLE PERSON! YOU KNOW WHY IM RUINING TORTURIA? ITS CAUSE PEOPLE LIKE YOU EXIST! LET. MY. PARENTS. GO!
-NO! Listen to me and theyÂ’ll goÂ… If you donÂ’t then IÂ’ll-
-OH WHAT ARE YOU GOING TO DO HUH? YOU CANÂ’T DO SH*& TO ME! YOUÂ’RE WEAK!
-FineÂ… Here are the ticketsÂ
-They already died in the basement havenÂ’t they? ItÂ’s been 18 yearsÂ
-GO! MOVE IT!
-Oh thank you uncle! Byeeee!
Post self-deleted by Torturia.
GOODNIGHT STERA
“Just kill her.“
“But sir-“
“DO IT!“
“Ok ok.“
“And it better be done fast, I have a meeting with Valentina soon.“
“You wan’t me to kill kill her or just abduct her?“
“Abduct her you idiot.“
“Ok ok ok, so abduct Stera.“
“Yes you imbecile.“
“Like your daughter Stera?“
“Yes.“
“And where do I bring her?“
“Bring her back here, and soon i’d like tk bring her to the meeting.“
“Ok.“
Johnson walked out the room, holding a small bottle in his hand.
Somewhere in Monarch's palace...
Minister of Defense suddenly walks into the Monarch's office, without a knock. The Monarch was sitting here, rubbing her eyes and looking down on the table with lots-n-lots of papers.
G:"Niko?"
The Monarch looks up, having massive bags under her eyes. She was clearly overworked, sleep deprived and tired.
N: "What is it."
Minister of Defense advances further into the room up to the table.
G: "Couple of things came in. I assume you know about Iana-Kashrapa having a Coup D'etat or such."
N: "I do not, is it something we need to worry about?"
G: "Perhaps..."
Minister of Defense places a couple of files, labeled 'DC.№.600' and 'DC.№.605'.
G: "From what we know, Hiedrick is back. He somehow survived a napalm carpet bombing right in his office. Ended up returning and being 'elected', so to speak."
Monarch rubs her eyes once again, sighing.
N: "Where are you getting at? Why should this be trouble for us? We sanctioned the whole country about 2 months ago."
G: "Check the 605. 'KIS' sent it."
Monarch grabs the appropriate file, opening it. It contained information known about Hiedrick and his approximate whereabouts. There was a big outline somewhere in the text - 'JARAT AFFILIATE'
The Monarch closes the file and looks up at Minister of Defense, clearly pondering something.
...
N: "...Create a new Special Task Force. Name it 'Pretender'. Official name - 'KIS-26'."
G: "Roger. What about 600?"
N: "600.. 600... You mean Schroder?"
G: "Obviously."
N: "Temporary lift the no-fly zone around Glavdomska. Do not put any civilian aircraft in the air. Keep Anti-air prepared and tell them to watch out for upcoming aircraft en-route."
G: "Roger."
The Monarch sighs, leaning back in her 'throne'-esque chair.
N: "Anything else?"
G: "Negative."
N: "Burn 600 and 605. We don't need them anyway."
Minister of Defense silently nods, taking both files and leaves. The Monarch continues to sit leaned back, eventually falling asleep.
The Helmcox Observers
Expulsion Of Tribal Communities From Their Homelands
Citizens who classify as residients of territories inhabited by tribes and identify as members are set to be forcefully relocate to major cities with the majority of the tribal population expected to have moved by the latter half of 2026. 20,000 military personnel will be diverted south to reinforce such efforts.
Resistance conducted by tribes refusing to adhere to this vital order will be met with the ransacking of their territory and the arrets and killings of members. Further the contingent if engaged in operations to counterract tribal resistance is authorized to destroy items owned by the tribes which have cultural significance to it.
Failure as an individual to have relocated by the month of September will be punishable by death or harsh labor.
Shortly.. after the release of this announcement
Garret: "The men in power, those who could send you to death or permanently destroy your livelihoods if they merely wanted to without penalty. Inconsiderately violated the peoples who retain to ways of old as if they believe themselves as messasiahs coming down from the heavens to cleanse the men who said no to transitioning in urban life. And look at our brothers and sisters who had moved on for "progression". They seem to have astigmatism using the government's glasses to envision their life. This is why we shall march to the cities not to work our a###es in a rotting factory in destitute. We will march to liberate our fellow men and ensure that the future's citizens will never see the same men in suits"
Garret would then aggressively grab a potrait of Emperor Suvorillis which was placed beside him then he would defecate on it in front of crowds fueled by anger towards the Emperor.
The crowd would follow in this barbaric behavior setting ablaze images of the Emperor and propagandists depicting the Emperor in a bad manner in artwork.
COMMITTEE OF STATE SECURITY ANNOUNCES UNWANTED LIST
On the docks of Aurora City, the Commissioner for CSS, Fat Geralt, announced the CSS recent list of Unwanted Individuals. This list is the government's efforts to root out the counter-revolutionaries in Askrieg. "These individuals have been proven without a shadow of a doubt in closed private courts that they are counter-revolutionaries." says Geralt, "And we are using our new methods to dispose of them. We are going to put them on a boat, with a weeks worth of food, and sail them to Sieur. Of course, Kirovian Tsardom can deal with them however they like. Let's say good bye to the 24 individuals on that there boat. Bye byeeee!"
On the sailing unmanned boat, we can see the individuals on the list. Among others, are ex-Minister of Foreign Affairs Bill Williamson, ex-General Chief Topton, and ex-Senator Lord Huntington. Surprisingly, a lot of opponents of the communist party can be seen on the boat sailing for Kirovian shores.
The End.
Tomsky is in his office.. he is pondering about his life, and the situation he is now in. The protests have erupted even more, the situation grows more dire by the second. What shall he do? God knows what, the entire situation has gotten out of hand, and the people no longer want HIS form of socialism. They want change, democracy, TRUE democracy. Not that garbage that is handed out and labeled as "voting" while the government officials rig it each time. they do not want to live any longer under the rule of a semi-dictatorship, they no longer want to spend billions into foreign nations. They don't want to end Taruk socialism entirely though... it is too ingrained from the minds of the ancestors, and they can never even dream of going back to monarchy after the horrors and atrocities committed before the civil war of Lev Takerv. They simply want freedom and the potential of Taruk to be unlocked, and there is already a man who has risen up to the task of leading this "coup". The name of the man is Ivan Mikhail, and he is the leader of the protest. Ivan is a brilliant mind, he used to be an a great economic advisor to Taruk and he's not too bad with military aswell. He is also quite young, around 34, which means his mind is still sharp. There is a great chance that this could actually do something, and this would be The Day.
Tomsky was shocked to look outside his window and see a horde of protestors demanding his government steps down, and the legitimate government of Ivan Mikhail comes into power. It had also appeared that the soldiers who were tasked with defending Tomsky had joined the protest, and were now armed.
Instantly a detachment of 2,000 troops stormed Taruk, trying to protect Tomsky and save the government. These attempts were futile, the rebels had brought 5,000 troops and knocked back the powerless government troops out of Taruk. They then stormed the socialist congress and captured all the Politicians. Merciful as Ivan was, he did not kill them. Instead he sent them to prison to be held as they would decide what to do with them later.
Ivan took a seat, and then declared himself the one and true leader of Tarukistanate! promising there would be open elections, freedom for the people, and that he would change everything!
After this coup, Tomsky was officially finished. The Less Radical Party had taken over, we can now expect to see a decent amount of privatization and a more liberal economic model. However, this government is and always will be loyal to socialism, they will simply take a much less radical approach, still being internationalists in their goals.
Now it was time to deal with the old leaders. They were all put in trial, and most of them got seats in the government with the others being exiled to all the places of the earth. The ones that stayed were still quite competent at their jobs It was simply Tomsky who did not unlock their full potential and kept them as lab rats.
Now for Tomsky himself. He was dragged out of the socialist congress and put on a balcony, with Ivan Mikhail to his side.
"This man has created conflict! This man has kept the people unhappy and led us into a pointless war! this man is the reason we are not achieving the true goals of Lev Takerv!" He pauses, deciding whether or not to kill him... "However... he does not deserve death, he will be exiled from Tarukistanate, never to come here again. I hope God guides you Tomsky.." In a document not revealed to the public, Tomsky would be exiled to Extremium..
And with that over, the coup was done. Already the new reforms were being put into place.. the era of Tomsky was over.
Kerdavus, Extremium, Askrieg, Kirovian Tsardom
EXTREMIUM NEWS OUTLETS
The EBPS neutralize JARAT members that crossed into Extremian borders - why the new Princess Valentina the leader of JARAT.
(Below is a video attached of ProCam footage of EBPS members with submachineguns and a couple rifles, about 8 in total, approaching the spot where there was movement detected about 10 minutes ago.
After that, they raised their guns, and pointed at the trio, telling them with an accent in Eigo to drop their weapons and put their hands way up.
GUARD: "DROP YOUR WEAPONS! THIS IS THE EXTREMIAN BORDER PATROL SERVICE! YOU ARE UNDER ARREST FOR ILLEGAL TRESPASSING AND PARTICIPATION IN TERRORIST ORGANIZATIONS!"
The guard slowly approached the two, as so did the others, surrounding them according to the footage of the servicemember looking around at her teammates.
Instead, one of the guys raises a pistol out of the pocket, as one of the guards yell in abyssaline "HE HAS A PISTOL ON HIM!", and start shooting in bursts at them, as the trespassers drop down for a frame before their bodies being censored, with the guards still double, and triple-tapping in order to make sure they couldn't shoot back.)
The official report made by EBPS on the case said that it was only 3 people with multiple items indicating they were members of JARAT - the bandana with the slogan "Bloodshed for the mainland" written with paint in order to look like it's written with blood.
They made it about 500 meters inland before the EBPS reached them and "took them out".
In the video you just saw published by the EBPS, you see 3 people with an axe, dagger, and a key - which are, in our opinion, symbols of the JARAT organization as it's an overly specific combination of items to make the identity of a terrorist organization. The axe and dagger would make sense if they were weapons, but they also took a key which just simply does not fit at all.
If we go back to the TV broadcast during the inauguration of the "princess of Torturia", Valentina, then you'll see she has charms around her neck which are the same as what the jaRATS had with them.
(There was an image zoom in showing the charms discerning them being an axe, a dagger and a key.)
This cannot mean anything else except the fact that Valentina may be leading or be a high-ranking member of the RATs.
As a result, a direct letter of complaints was sent towards Torturia, saying they remove Valentina from power immediately, and official condemnation of their government and their actions ever since the UTSC deployment.
Another note, in the report made by the EBPS, is that they spotted a bunch of Torturian cameras in the Extremian side. They promptly unwired them and detached them, confiscating them.
ESOC units conduct high-profile raid on a JARAT building in Yablochko - kill multiple higher-ranking members as they resist.
(Another ProCam recording from the helmet - this time of an ESOC ground soldier. The recording starts quickly with the unit sitting in a spec-ops modification of the Libero-04, and then quickly stopping, as they got out of the SIFV, and quickly ran towards the entrance of the building, quickly breeching, and yelling "EXTREMIAN SPECIAL FORCES YOU ARE ALL UNDER ARREST!", as they immediately started firing with their suppressed rifles, with a lot of censored bodies.
They cleared out 3 floors, in a running, constantly rushing pace, with the cameraman constantly either diving or using flashbangs. There was even a moment twice where one of the members in the building quickly put on purple armbands and pinned an MORRIS badge on their vests, and used their sidearms to help the spec-ops get their job done. Seems like there's a lot of agents that aren't just SDA in all corners of Torturia.
At the fourth floor, one of the members quickly planted a breaching charge, as they said in abyssaline "ER4 ready" in the radio, with the cameraman giving a thumbs up, as everyone stood at the sides of the doors, and then quickly blew it up, running in, and pointing their rifles at the people inside. It was something like a conference room, but the JA-RATs opened fire and hit one of the operators in the arm, but when they tried to come to the hurt soldier, the cameraman suddenly jumped to the side and quickly sprayed into the room, as they landed with a loud grunt, and the other operators quickly ran in and took out any more JARAT members. The video ends there after the cameraman got up.)
GLORY TO THE SPECIAL OPERATIONS COMMAND!
The ESOC has successfully launched and finished a raid on a building that was acting as a JARAT base in Yablochko - the raid from the first shot fired until the last terrorist dispatched was said to be 9 to 11 minutes, according to the video, that seems to be true if we consider the cuts and the censors.
Unfortunately - no JARAT member was apprehended. They all either committed suicide or were dispatched by the ESOC.
There were 2 MORRIS agents recovered from the scene, with only one casualty being a wounded operator, who the ESOC refuses to release the identity of in public. Their family was notified of it, however, in secret.
ESOC reports that they took out 3 higher-ranking members of JARAT, named I. Vachesol, M. Kistor, and N. Nertyak - with their pictures here.
GLORY TO ESOC!
RAIN HELL ON TERRORISTS!
......
There has been a massive spike in popularity of "military edits" on Extremian NextMood, with montages and edits with music in the background, one of them uses a an electrict-hardcore track called "kill everything that moves" made by an Extremian music artist named "wmds".
Kerdavus, Askrieg, Kirovian Tsardom
Somewhere in Holsh, testing grounds..
The Monarch is standing next to the Minister of Defense. Behind them are a couple of generals and commanding officials. In front of them is a firing position with a 'VS-80' Sniper Rifle, a sole 10x24mm bullet, a Corporal with binoculars, and a familiar man. Suddenly the Minister of Defense speaks out; "Subject 'Mark M.', aged 29. Group 'Catharsis 9-9'. One of the first of 'Catharsis' to take place in the Dautovic Landing Offensive with Extremium forces. Awarded 'Medal for Bravery and Willpower of First Class' by the Monarch. Volunteered to take multiple tests as a part of 'KIS-26' Recruitment Plan. Proceed to the test."
The man approached the firing position, proned down and grabbed the VS-80. Pulling the bolt back and inserting a sole bullet into the chamber, he took his aim at the target that was approximately a kilometer away from the position. After a minute of pure silence, a loud 'BANG' emerges. The Corporal with binoculars looks in... and it was a direct 20/20 hit; corporal nodding his head and announcing a perfect hit to everyone.
Generals and commanding officials were visibly surprised, some go as far as walking a kilometer to the target and checking for themselves. The Monarch stays in silence for a while, adjusting her cap. "Didn't need all them tablets. Just needed another f[--]cking war." - She says to Mark, patting him on the shoulder two times times. The Monarch barely swears, so it was considered to everyone as a surprise. Especially to Mark, as he looked shy on his rifle, avoiding eye contact. The Monarch then walks off to her Escort Convoy.
"You've passed the test. Congratulations. There will be a couple more to ensure you are fit for KIS-26. You may now go, same place at 15:00 tomorrow." - Says the Minister of Defense to Mark, walking off herself.
ON TOP OF A BUILDING IN KAMINÂ…
Local time: 8:35 pm
Area: On top of Torturian government infrastructure of social services
Goal: get princess to Iana-Kashrapa without Elton noticing
*the sound of a plane rushes past the skies. It slowly descends on top of the buildingÂ… A young man approximately 24 or 25 with a small moustache, long hair and sunglasses hops out of the pilotÂ’s space and greets the princess*
-Valentina! ItÂ’s been so long! Last time I saw yer you were still a toddler! Oh my how time flies! What can I do for you today?
-Hello Carlson Juïctake! Don’t you have some business with cocaine at this hour?
-Oh wow how yer know? I knew you were bright but I didnÂ’t know yer that bright! I finished a deal with a businessman in Dautovic just earlier so I got time! Those damn JARAT are at it again eh? Always ruining this nation and the cartel businessÂ
-Oh um.. Yes! The uhh.. JARAT is um.. very NOT GOOD! and uhh.. Yea they are a real pest..
-uhh ok.. anyways, youÂ’re a princess now! Even got the.. wait.. what is that necklace?
-this? Oh itÂ’s nothing! Just wore it so I can shine a little!
-no.. no.. I know what those symbols mean.. A key? The protecter of keys.. holder of forbidden knowledge about Torturia.. The JARAT wears it.. And that axe charm.. Legends say.. “the divine axe will seal all question and rule with infinite power”… And that dagger… The symbol of JARAT. All those punks wear it… Wait princess… You can’t be!
-Oh yeah! DonÂ’t worry IÂ’m not! This old thing I uhh.. I just found it on the ground no need to get detective with it.. *laughs nervously
-YOUÂ’RE PART OF THEM! PRINCESS, YOU PUNK! YÂ’ALL RASCALS KILLED MY SISTER! SHE WAS ONLY 7! WHY? IÂ’M GONNA KILL YOU! IÂ’M GONNA KILL ALL OF YOU!
-oh sh*& here we go againÂ… GUARDS!
*a group of men rush out from an escalator and surrounds the men*
-STOP! NO! LET ME GO! IÂ’M GONNA KILL YOU! I WILL KILL YOU ALL!
-Just shut upÂ… If you kept your mouth shut you may have survived! *laughs
KILL HIM!
*the 2nd man pulls out a pistol and shoots the young man in the chest*
Askrieg
[spoiler=Tarukistanate Coup]
[/spoiler]Kerdavus recognizes the new government of Tarukistanate, with PM Kaloni stating how he hopes to cooperate and establish cordial relations with the new reformist government.
[spoiler=Extremium Raids]
[/spoiler]PM Kaloni praises the actions of Extremium, highlighting how "terrorists should be shown no mercy." He is disappointed, however, in how none were taken alive for interrogation and possible revealing of their activities. Furthermore, Kaloni points out how "when a snake's head is cut off, two more heads will grow in its place, citing an ancient Kadar saying, implying that while some leaders of JARAT are killed, there will inevitably be more that will continue to pose problems to Extremium, Tarukistanate, Kirovia, Kerdavus, and other nations.
REBRANDING OF THE GOVERNMENT
Since the fall of Communism, many government agencies have been named using the adjective "People's." Examples include the "People's Parliament," "People's Congress," and "People's Ministries." All Government Ministry, Agency, and political names, passed overwhelmingly in the "Communism Removal Law," have removed all instance of "People's" in the Kerdavusan Parliament, Government, judiciary, and other government ministries.
The newly-named Congress chooses to keep the name "People's Republic of Kerdavus," as they still want to maintain some spirit of the revolution against the oppressive monarchy.
Extremium, Askrieg
CIVIL WAR
BREAKING NEWS: IANA-KASHRAPA Has devolved into civol war! After the hostile takeover by Hiedrick the unhinged many rebellions popped up, and now the army is diveded, on one side is the Hiedrick supporters, abd on the other is freedom fighters looking to maje new states and a whole new government! (OOC: I will post a map of the civil war in discord if you want to know.) The freedom fighters have, for now, banded together against Hiedrick, and the nation has been plunged into the “War of the Golden Banner“. Please Talonia, help.
ELTON BLOWS MILLIONS OF ZOLTOS ON LAVISH PARTIES
Local time: 11:01 pm
Area: Zemchug palace
The sound of music can be heard miles away… Elton is at it again blowing millions of Zoltos on his parties. For decades, Torturian monarchs and leaders have loved partying and the lavish lifestyle. These parties often resulted in deeply intoxicated citizens due to too much alcohol consumption and drug use. They last all night until the next morning and there are basically no laws in the palace when a party is happening. People get into fights, punch each other, throw knives, and it is just chaos. But “fun chaos” as Elton says.
-IF YOUÂ’RE AN ANIMAL GO ON THE FLOOR YEA!
-IF YOUÂ’RE A PARTY ANIMAL GO ON THE FLOOR!
-YEA YEA!
-DRINK SOME VODKA AND GO ON THE FLOOR! YEA YEA!
-um sir IÂ’m sorry to interrupt this gathering but Torturian citizens are currently facing a home crisis some donÂ’t have enough to eatÂ… What are your thoughts on the matter?
-DONÂ’T GOT TIME RIGHT NOW ASK SOME OTHER CLOWN!
-ok sir. Excuse me miss uhhÂ… Melanciagas. What are your thoughts on this food crisis currently happening in this nation?
*the man is talking to a plump woman. She is wearing a crocodile leather jacket and wolf fur on her neck. Her hand has 4 gigantic emerald rings and she is also carrying a crocodile handbag with the words “slay baddie” written on it.*
(Woman)-DONÂ’T HAVE ENOUGH TO EAT? LET EM EAT CAVIAR! *laughs
[spoiler]
[/spoiler]FORT AURORA, CAMA JUAN
Two men in digi camo is sitting in their stations, another man in a suit is standing behind them, looking disgruntled and tired. The two men are fixated on their monitors, what appears to be the FLIR imagery of a building in Kamin, Torturia. On their arm are patches of a globe being overwhelmed by an octopus, on its' borders are embroidered "22ND LINE RIDERS"
They are apart of the active surveillance mission to monitor the Torturian Royal family. It has been going on for 5 days and no actionable intel has presented itself. The man in a suit was suddenly called outside of the room by an unseen sergeant.
Pilot: "Hey, bets on how long he's gonna make us stare at this building before he gets bored?"
TV Operator: "No operative of The Agency is gonna be that easily bored. But if i gotta say, another 45 minutes oughtta burn his retinas out."
Pilot: "Bet's on."
The Man gets back into the room while reading a dossier.
The Man: "Pilot, divert your flight to these grid."
He hands over the dossier to the Pilot.
Pilot: "Aye, what are looking for, Agency-man?"
The Man: "A building. Potential LZ for a covert exfil of a high ranking JARAT member."
Pilot: "Oscar mike."
The feed zooms to a blur. Then it stopped and focused on a Torturian government building.
TV Op: "Eyes on."
The Man: "Good stays on it. AWACS Sky Stalker advised there is an unidentified Osprey going to Kamin airspace."
Pilot: "Rog, maintaining overhead patrol path"
TV Op: "Is that, no way. Is it?"
Pilot: "Nah can't be. She's supposed to--"
The Man: "Yes that's Princess Valentina. Switch to FLIR, I wanna know is she alone up there or what."
The display flickered to black and white FLIR thermal imagery. It looks like Princess Valentina is alone on the roof.
Pilot: "Unknown bogey in view."
A VTOL aircraft descends onto the roof of the building.
TV Op: "Eyes on unknown walking towards Valentina."
Pilot: "Hehe, are they arguing?"
A group of men rushes out of the building onto the roof and detains the unknown man.
Pilot: "Oof party's started."
Man: "Keep it on Valentina. I don't trust her one bit."
TV Op: "OH HELL GUN GUN"
A flash of white emerges on the roof. The detained man went limp. Valentina went inside the plane and flies away.
TV Op: "Are we the witness of a Torturian royalty doing some outright murder?"
Pilot: "I am going to hate the debrief."
Man: "She is not as innocent as you might think. I'm telling Sky Stalker what we saw."
SOMEWHERE OVER EXTREMIAN TORROT-KLEIDMO'H AIRSPACE
A black E-767 AWACS is rumbling and tumbling in the turbulence. Underneath the cockpit were painted a pin-up girl holding a telescope, underneath it are written "SKY STALKER".
Pilot: "Co-pilot you have the conn."
Co-Pilot: "Aye sir, I have the conn."
Pilot: "Flight crew, this is Actual. We have been re-tasked, break."
Pilot: "Our new orders are to surveil and monitor target VICTOR-1, break."
Pilot: "On board VICTOR-1 are believed a high ranking member of the terrorist group, JARAT. Initial intel reports VICTOR-1 are headed to Iana-Kashrapa airspace. How clear, crew?"
From beyond the cockpit doors are heard cheers of "CRYSTAL!"
Pilot: "Co-pilot, take us to flight line Victor."
Co-Pilot: "Aye sir."
The E-767 did a right turn, still rumbling and tumbling in the storm.
Hiedrick: “For the last time Johnson, where is Stera?“
Johnson: “Magateti Prison, sir.“
Hiedrick: “WHAT DID YOU SAY?“
Johnson: “Magateti Prison, sir.“
Hiedrick: “THE PRISON THAT WAS CAPTURED BY THE REBELS?!“
Johnson: “Yes, sir.“
Hiedrick reached into his pocket, pulled out a pistol, and pulled the trigger...
(OOC: I keep making short posts because I feel like it and they work.)
Coup in Iana-Kashirapa
Today, the Government House of the Republic sent a public telegram explaining its position on the civil war in Iana-Kashirapa, here is its text:
"The GOVERNMENT HOUSE OF THE REPUBLIC OF VLADIS
PUBLIC TELEGRAM
The Government House of the Republic, with the approval of the President of the Republic, presents and clarifies the official position on the Civil War in Iana-Kashirapa on behalf of the Republic.
Government opinion:
1. The Government of the Republic is interested in ending Hedrick's rule
2. The Government of the Republic declares its refusal to recognize the new Government of the People's Republic
3. The Government of the Republic officially renounces any guarantees of non-interference. The Republic may decide to intervene if necessary and any other statements are false in advance
4. The Government of the Republic expresses its support to the resistance forces and will provide assistance if necessary
5. The Government of the Republic has the right to change its position on this conflict at any time, if necessary, without any obstacles
6. The Republic of Vladis terminates diplomatic relations with the Government of Iana-Kashirapa
THIS TELEGRAM EXPRESSES THE POSITION OF THE REPUBLIC OF VLADIS, INTENDED FOR PUBLICATION IN THE MEDIA AND INTERNATIONAL COMMUNICATION CHANNELS.
THE TELEGRAM IS VALID INDEFINITELY, ANY CHANGES IN THE POSITION WITHOUT WARNING THE CORRESPONDING TELEGRAM IS UNACCEPTABLE.
GOVERNMENT HOUSE OF THE REPUBLIC OF VLADIS"
Military-intelligence operation
The Armed Forces of the Republic were sent to the borders of Iana-Kashirapa for their actual blockade and deterrence of departing forces.
The operation is aimed at blocking land territories, monitoring the behavior of border troops, evacuating refugees and supporting the resistance.
The Government of the Republic warns the forces of Iana-Kashirapa against attacking the military standing in unclaimed territories. Any attack will be regarded as a declaration of war.
(OOC: The following post has been taken down by Hiedrick, I am only leaving it up for convince.)
ATTEMPTED USE OF NAPALM BOMBING ON TROOPS FROM VLADIS!
HIEDRICK HAS OFFICIALLY ORDERED THAT THE TROOOS FROM VLADIS BE REMOVED WITH FORCE, GRANTING THE ARMY PERMISSION TO USE MASS NAPALM BOMBING! However the military has refused! Instead these Napalm stockpiles are being flown toward Hiedrick right now! This is a cry for help from the rightful demicratic leaders of Iana-Kashrapa, HELP US!
LANDING IN IANA-KASHRAPA
Local time in Iana Kashrapa: 7 am
Area: rural Carcoi
Goal: transportation
*A personal aircraft lands in a dense forest ground. A staircase collapses and opens onto the ground. A young woman wearing a fancy pink dress, leather jacket, military pants, caramel coloured hair and sunglasses walk down to the ground.*
-Ewwww what is that?
-what is it princess?
-is thatÂ… a dead frog? Seems like it died due to lack of hydration.. Most likely died yesterday or today as the skin is still rather fresh.. hmmm I can maybe take this home and put it along with my 50 other species of frogs in alcohol jars to preserve..
-ok thatÂ’s very cool princess but we need to get going.
-NO! I am not stepping on that disgusting creature! ItÂ’ll mess up my 5000 Zoltos designer shoes!
-okÂ… What are we supposed to do then?
-HEY YOU OVER THERE! get down on your back and lie on the ground!
*a flight attendant immediately rushes to the princess and lies down on the ground onto the dead frog and the wet grass*
-as you wish princess..
*the princess then walks on top of the attendant past the wet area and onto some rocks*
-Iana-Kashrapa, here I come! *squeal
Askrieg
ADVISOR FOR INTERIOR ANNOUNCES NEW AGRICULTURE DEAL
Professor Chick Cutlet announced further developments in the government's effort to enact land reforms. He said that collective ownership of farmland is not enough, and that the workers and the people owning the land must know how to develop and tend to it. "Our food security must be our top priority. With it, we can ensure basic welfare and is the principle to other advancements in Askrieg society."
The new deal is signed with representatives from Askrieg and Kerdavus, and it details as follows:
1. Askrieg and Kerdavusan industries exemption from heavy corporate taxes in each nation;
2. Kerdavusan exemption from Askriegian Export Fee and Tax on agricultural produce;
3. An implementation of "native hiring" quota on Askriegian industries on Kerdavusan soil, and;
4. A commitment for Askriegian industries to abide by Kerdavusan strict corporate environmental policies.
The deal was written with consideration that it benefits both Kerdavus and Askrieg. The second and third clause of the deal was ways to help mitigate Kerdavusan poverty problem. By hiring native Kerdavusan, the government hopes that it will help improve the livelihoods of local populace. While, exempting Kerdavusan purchase of Askriegian produce allows the Kerdavusan government to always have the choice to sustain their own populace.
However, not all sides of the public agrees with the intention of this deal. This deal is forecasted by economists to be a "right step in public responsibility, but a huge misstep economically.". As they analyzed that this deal brings more benefits to the Kerdavusan government rather than Askriegian ones. They predict that by 2028, Askrieg will be exempt from a $3 billion profit annually if this deal still applies.
Kerdavus
[spoiler]
[/spoiler]Prime Minister Kaloni signs the deal in Taerskola, and applauds Askrieg for this choice to establish trade relations. He tells the Askriegan critics in a press conference that the "trade deal is mutually beneficial for both nations, and is not intended to be lopsided towards any one party."
As Askriegan companies enter into the Kerdavusan market, several sectors, notably agriculture, increases significantly, with other sectors impacted positively. More people are employed due to the trade deal. Several Kerdavusan companies set up headquarters in various Askriegan cities and hire many local people to help increase Askriegan standards as Askriegan trade helps in Kerdavus as well.
Although not part of the deal, all tariffs on Askriegan goods are removed, enabling free trade between the two nations.
Kerdavusan analysts estimate that about 3 million jobs and over $8 billion in revenue will be generated for Kerdavusan companies in Askrieg, with similar statistics for Askriegan companies in Kerdavus, with significant evidence to support this.
Many conservatives criticize this move as "indecent xenophiliacy," but are sharply criticized by other moderate and conservative MPs and Senators.
Askrieg
Magateti prison, 10:48 AM.
Prison Guard 1: "So, you're Stera, no?"
Stera: "Yes, I am Stera, Son of Hiedrick the Unhinged."
Prison Guard 1: "Who do you work for?"
Stera: "No one, my father is attempting to kidnap me."
Prison Guard 2: "If you'll excuse me for interrupting, then I'd like to say, She hates Hiedrick. She isn't the one."
Prison Guard 1: "Sounds about right."
Prison Warden: "Well boys, I see we got Stera."
Prison Guard 1 & 2: "Yes sir," (This is in a Flirty tone.)
Stera: "Hello there, Sir."
Prison Warden: "Do not try to flirt with me."
Stera: "Ok, sir." (This is in a Flirty tone too.)
Prison Warden: "Stop, now."
Stera: "Fine you scumbag."
Prison Warden: "HEY!"
Prison Guard 1 & 2 *Points guns at Stera*
Stera: "Jesus, chill.'
Regional Director: "Is this the cell the daughter of Hiedrick is in?"
Stera: "I HAVE A NAME YOU KNOW!"
Prison Warden: "Yes sir, this is Stera, son of Hiedrick."
Regional Director: "Very well then."
Stera: "Hello there."
Regional Director: "Hello, Stera."
Stera: "What do you want with me? You guys are no better then my father."
Regional Director: "We don't know if you're a danger to society."
Stera: "Well then, I'll have to prove that I-" *Stera pulls out a revolver, and shoots everyone in the room dead* "Am."
*Stera breaks out the window, and runs away wearing a small necklace in the shape of a crown...*
OOC: Sorry, Stera is the Daughter of Hiedrick but NS is not allowing me to edit the post RN, so just pretend it says Daughter of Hiedrick.
ROYAL GUEST
Valentina has arrived to Iana-KashrapaÂ’s capital city. The smell of alcohol and food covers the airÂ… The capital is littered with people bartering and buying at small street vendors. Everyone turns their heads to Valentina. Not only because of her beauty but because 10 men dressed in black suits and sunglasses accompany her. Next to the cheap and trashy clothes of these commenfolk, Valentina stands out like a lantern in the darkness. They stop at a small bar. She orders a beer. One of the men drink it first to make sure itÂ’s not poisoned before passing it to herÂ… They then wait and order themselves a stay at a local hotel.
(OCC: IÂ’m playing clash of clans right now so i didnÂ’t write a long post)
Alstov On Don, Askrieg
Johnson: “Hello there, what are you doing prowling around here?”
Stera: “Oh nothing, I am just looking for a nice inn.”
Johnson: “Then why are you hiding in an alleyway?”
Stera: “Well you see, you know, I think someone’s stalking me.”
Johnson: *Pulls out Pistol* “Someone stalking Stera, odd consider you are the second most feared person in Uana-Kashrapa.”
Stera: “F*ck ok, you got me, I’m Stera. Who are you?”
Johnson: “I am Johnson.”
Stera: “What the f*ck? Hiedrick Shot you!”
Johnson: “Ah see that’s were your wrong, He tried.”
Stera: “So what are YOU doing here?”
Johnson: “I am here on important buisness related to a certain JARAT related person.”
Stera: “HER? YOUR HERE FOR HER?”
Johnson: “Keep your voice down, she’ll hear us.”.
Stera: “You know she’s already here, right?”
Johnson: “Yes I am painfully aware, I can’t figure out a way to deal with her.”
Stera: “Before we go any further, you think you could maybe not point your gun at my head?”
Johnson: “Oh yeah.” *Puts away Pistol*
Stera: *Charges at him, rips h the e gun out of his pocket, and shoots him 4 times in the chest.* “Well then, that should do. Now where is she?” *Stera Walks further into the city, until suddenly she sees her at a local bar.*
Valentina: *Walks away with her guards.*
Stera: *Follows her through Arolaia until they reach a hotel. Stera then pulls out a small piece of paper, writes down the address, and walks offÂ
[spoiler=WeÂ’re Coming Bloyam!]
For the past few days Bloyam has been under the control of the Terrorist Group known as SolomonÂ’s Guard. So far the government has not taken any action to retake Bloyam and The Birobidjan public has been anxiously waiting for when they take action. Prime Minister Isaaz Zadov has ordered The Minister Of Defense Ivan Fein to have a meeting discussing the current situation in Bloyam.
Ivan Fein enters ZadovÂ’s office and sits down.
“So do you have a plan yet, I’m worried Ozeri’s actions may inspire other people to rebel,” Zadov asked.
Fein lights a cigarette. Then he begins to speak.
“Yeah I have a plan. So it turns out Ozeri is pretty freaking stupid. ”
“Explain.”
“Ozeri took most of the troops to Bloyam leaving his docked ships undefended. I say we send in The Air Force to bomb those ships and then send The Marines to secure the coast.”
“But those are our own Ships! Can’t we send in the navy to retrieve those ships?”
“The lives of millions of people are on the line and you all care about are a few ships? I’m supposed to be the desensitized one, not you! Besides, what is the Navy going to do? Politely ask the terrorists for the ships back?”
“Those ships did cost a lot of money…”
“I know how much they cost, you appointed me to oversee those kinds of things.”
“Oh right…”
“Anyway, do you agree to this plan?”
“What other choice do we have?”
‘I’ll take that as yes.”
“Great, I’ll start preparing for the operation.”
Fein gets up from his seat and leaves the office.
“How is this guy not clinically insane?” Zadov muttered to himself.
As the sun rose, a strike team of fighter jets and bombers destroyed all the mutineers' ships. Shortly after, Marines were deployed to secure the coast. After a few hours the coast was recaptured and Bloyam was surrounded by BirobidjanÂ’s military.[/spoiler]
PARLIAMENT HALL CONSTRUCTION COMPLETED
Situated on the namesake Parliament Island in the middle of the Faknashizho (trans. Revolution) River, the new Parliament Hall has been completed.
Facing north in the direction of the river, the Parliament's hall direction showcases Kerdavus's upward progress. Made in a Gothic, Stalinist, and Postmodern styles of architecture, the building embodies the past, present, and future of the great nation of Kerdavus. The center chamber houses the Congress, a large modern chamber with great natural light and an impressive dome. North of the Congress Chamber, the smaller Senate Chamber is introduced, with a sizeable but smaller dome.
South of the Congress Chamber, the Entrance Chamber is introduced, a grand entrance of magnificent tessellations and frescos of the two Revolutions on its smaller done.
Attached to the sides of all 3 rooms are two large Hallways, containing various paintings, the Cafeteria, the Parliament Museum, three salons for open discussion and lighthearted conversation, a large Library that houses 150,000 works, an ornate and elaborate greenhouse, and a small Kerdavusan Orthodox church for the pious, open to the laity, with mass every Saturday as per Orthodox tradition.
With 4 small domes, the larger Congress Dome, and various hallways and elaborate chambers, the Parliament Building is grand, yet simple, marvelous, yet basic, and the essence of Kerdavus. The Parliament Grounds contain several large fields, a walkway that circumnavigates Parliament Island, and 13 parks for parliamentarians and other people to enjoy.
The Parliament Hall is connected by 4 arch bridges, 2 connecting Parliament Island to the Western and Eastern Banks of the Faknashizho River. Many new buildings will be constructed in the future weeks and months, including homes of all parliamentarians, the Prime Minister, all 14 Ministries, state-owned enterprises and companies, museums, and several National Monuments, including the Monument for Democracy, the Monument for the Revolution, in addition to a large public square referred to simply as National Square.
In the future years as the city expands, a central business district, university, residential neighborhoods, sports teams, etc. are planned to be added to the new, fledgling capital of Kadariskal.
UNITY MAKES STRENGTH
Askrieg
Post by Voltoxiac suppressed by Askrieg.
PARLIAMENT HALL CONSTRUCTION COMPLETED
Situated on the namesake Parliament Island in the middle of the Faknashizho (trans. Revolution) River, the new Parliament Hall has been completed.
Facing north in the direction of the river, the Parliament's hall direction showcases Kerdavus's upward progress. Made in a Gothic, Stalinist, and Postmodern styles of architecture, the building embodies the past, present, and future of the great nation of Kerdavus. The center chamber houses the Congress, a large modern chamber with great natural light and an impressive dome. North of the Congress Chamber, the smaller Senate Chamber is introduced, with a sizeable but smaller dome.
South of the Congress Chamber, the Entrance Chamber is introduced, a grand entrance of magnificent tessellations and frescos of the two Revolutions on its smaller done.
Attached to the sides of all 3 rooms are two large Hallways, containing various paintings, the Cafeteria, the Parliament Museum, three salons for open discussion and lighthearted conversation, a large Library that houses 150,000 works, an ornate and elaborate greenhouse, and a small Kerdavusan Orthodox church for the pious, open to the laity, with mass every Saturday as per Orthodox tradition.
With 4 small domes, the larger Congress Dome, and various hallways and elaborate chambers, the Parliament Building is grand, yet simple, marvelous, yet basic, and the essence of Kerdavus. The Parliament Grounds contain several large fields, a walkway that circumnavigates Parliament Island, and 13 parks for parliamentarians and other people to enjoy.
The Parliament Hall is connected by 4 arch bridges, 2 connecting Parliament Island to the Western and Eastern Banks of the Faknashizho River. Many new buildings will be constructed in the future weeks and months, including homes of all parliamentarians, the Prime Minister, all 14 Ministries, state-owned enterprises and companies, museums, and several National Monuments, including the Monument for Democracy, the Monument for the Revolution, in addition to a large public square referred to simply as National Square.
In the future years as the city expands, a central business district, university, residential neighborhoods, sports teams, etc. are planned to be added to the new, fledgling capital of Kadariskal.
UNITY MAKES STRENGTH
Post by Voltoxiac suppressed by Askrieg.
ADVISOR FOR INTERIOR ANNOUNCES NEW AGRICULTURE DEAL
Professor Chick Cutlet announced further developments in the government's effort to enact land reforms. He said that collective ownership of farmland is not enough, and that the workers and the people owning the land must know how to develop and tend to it. "Our food security must be our top priority. With it, we can ensure basic welfare and is the principle to other advancements in Askrieg society."
The new deal is signed with representatives from Askrieg and Kerdavus, and it details as follows:
1. Askrieg and Kerdavusan industries exemption from heavy corporate taxes in each nation;
2. Kerdavusan exemption from Askriegian Export Fee and Tax on agricultural produce;
3. An implementation of "native hiring" quota on Askriegian industries on Kerdavusan soil, and;
4. A commitment for Askriegian industries to abide by Kerdavusan strict corporate environmental policies.
The deal was written with consideration that it benefits both Kerdavus and Askrieg. The second and third clause of the deal was ways to help mitigate Kerdavusan poverty problem. By hiring native Kerdavusan, the government hopes that it will help improve the livelihoods of local populace. While, exempting Kerdavusan purchase of Askriegian produce allows the Kerdavusan government to always have the choice to sustain their own populace.
However, not all sides of the public agrees with the intention of this deal. This deal is forecasted by economists to be a "right step in public responsibility, but a huge misstep economically.". As they analyzed that this deal brings more benefits to the Kerdavusan government rather than Askriegian ones. They predict that by 2028, Askrieg will be exempt from a $3 billion profit annually if this deal still applies.
Post by Voltoxiac suppressed by Askrieg.
ROYAL GUEST
Valentina has arrived to Iana-KashrapaÂ’s capital city. The smell of alcohol and food covers the airÂ… The capital is littered with people bartering and buying at small street vendors. Everyone turns their heads to Valentina. Not only because of her beauty but because 10 men dressed in black suits and sunglasses accompany her. Next to the cheap and trashy clothes of these commenfolk, Valentina stands out like a lantern in the darkness. They stop at a small bar. She orders a beer. One of the men drink it first to make sure itÂ’s not poisoned before passing it to herÂ… They then wait and order themselves a stay at a local hotel.
(OCC: IÂ’m playing clash of clans right now so i didnÂ’t write a long post)
Post by Voltoxiac suppressed by Askrieg.
Johnson: “Hello there, what are you doing prowling around here?”
Stera: “Oh nothing, I am just looking for a nice inn.”
Johnson: “Then why are you hiding in an alleyway?”
Stera: “Well you see, you know, I think someone’s stalking me.”
Johnson: *Pulls out Pistol* “Someone stalking Stera, odd consider you are the second most feared person in Uana-Kashrapa.”
Stera: “F*ck ok, you got me, I’m Stera. Who are you?”
Johnson: “I am Johnson.”
Stera: “What the f*ck? Hiedrick Shot you!”
Johnson: “Ah see that’s were your wrong, He tried.”
Stera: “So what are YOU doing here?”
Johnson: “I am here on important buisness related to a certain JARAT related person.”
Stera: “HER? YOUR HERE FOR HER?”
Johnson: “Keep your voice down, she’ll hear us.”.
Stera: “You know she’s already here, right?”
Johnson: “Yes I am painfully aware, I can’t figure out a way to deal with her.”
Stera: “Before we go any further, you think you could maybe not point your gun at my head?”
Johnson: “Oh yeah.” *Puts away Pistol*
Stera: *Charges at him, rips h the e gun out of his pocket, and shoots him 4 times in the chest.* “Well then, that should do. Now where is she?” *Stera Walks further into the city, until suddenly she sees her at a local bar.*
Valentina: *Walks away with her guards.*
Stera: *Follows her through Arolaia until they reach a hotel. Stera then pulls out a small piece of paper, writes down the address, and walks offÂ
Post by Voltoxiac suppressed by Moukden And Kirin.
President Renco Lowers Tax As Inscetive for investors
Voltoxiac, stop copy and pasting posts from others. You will be ejected if you continue.
THE KHAGAN IS DEAD
The Khagan was found unconscious today in his living quarters. Medical personnel diagnosed him with a brain tumour, hemorrhagic stroke, and brain stem death. Unfortunately, this couldn't be treated and the Khagan sadly passed away at the age of 84. His son will succeed him and lead Kirin to even greater heights.
Peace, Khaganate, Prosperity.
Kerdavus, Tarukistanate, Alstov On Don, Askrieg, Kirovian Tsardom
COUP D'ETAT, THE PEACEFUL WAY
News has arrived from the government: The Khagan's son has voluntarily given up his administrative power to Jochi Khasar, one of the Khagan's former advisors. Here's what Khasar has to say.
"In the tapestry of progress, the threads of monarchism are but relics of an antiquated era. Our nation's strength lies in the vibrant weave of democracy, not in the fading patterns of inherited power. Let us move forward, not tethered to the past, but propelled by the aspirations of a free and equal people. Liberty, Harmony, Unity! Glory to the new Kirin!"
Kerdavus, Tarukistanate, Askrieg, Kirovian Tsardom
TRANSITION TO A SOCIAL MARKET ECONOMY
As the operations that the Khagan had started continue, Khasar now looks to transform Kirin's economic model into a social market economy, which would be far more efficient than the current model.
The journey begins with recognizing the shortcomings of unfettered capitalism, notably rising income inequality and insufficient social safety nets. As the government senses a need for equilibrium, policymakers will institute reforms to recalibrate the economic landscape. The transition involves a delicate balance, preserving the entrepreneurial spirit of capitalism while introducing measures to address societal disparities. Progressive taxation systems are implemented to ensure that the affluent contribute proportionally more to public welfare. Comprehensive social programs are also established to provide a safety net for the vulnerable, encompassing healthcare, education, and unemployment benefits.
This metamorphosis requires regulatory adjustments, as the government assumes a more active role in overseeing certain industries to prevent monopolies and promote fair competition. The social market model fosters economic growth and aims at fostering a more inclusive society, emphasizing that economic success should be shared broadly.
Khasar hopes to transform the economy without hindering the transition to digital currency by 2035.
Torturia, Tarukistanate, Alstov On Don, Askrieg, Kirovian Tsardom
ASKRIEG TIMES
JSOC-D SUCCESSFULLY RAIDED A JARAT CELL
Commandant of Askrieg Revolutionary Guards announced last night that the Joint Special Operations Command Detachment had initiated and successfully executed a raid on a townhouse in Aurora City housing a known JARAT cell. "Operation Trident's objective is to capture or kill a JARAT High Value Target. The mission was a tactical victory for Askriegian." she explains, "However, we lost one Private First Class Thomas Clancy. He died heroically while protecting his squad from enemy fire."
CONSTRUCTION OF NEW ASKRIEGIAN EMBASSY IN TARUK
Due to recent Tarukistanate's upheaval in governance, Advisor for Foreign Affairs announced a rebuilding and reconstruction of Askriegian embassy in Taruk. "Let this be a new chapter in the relationship between Askrieg and Tarukistanate." explained the Advisor.
ASKRIEG STATE PALACE, COMRADE GENERAL OFFICE
The young Maria Rosa enters the room. Her face seems fresh despite the amount of busy schedule crammed in her daily duties. "If you want to see me for these 'private meetings' Will, you already have my number." says Maria as she lets down her hair from her bun.
William Axlerod is leaning on his desk while holding a glass of G&T. The sunlight reflects just right that his brown eyes glistened against his blue suit.
"It's not one of those 'meetings' Maria. I'm reassigning you to Section Chief. You're relieved from Commissioner duty." says William as he removes his glasses.
Maria, already halfway on her knees, suddenly jumps standing. "What? Why? Are my service have not been to your liking, William?"
"It's not that, Maria. Ivan Mikhail has personally requested you to be the diplomatic staff."
"Huh? You don't have to lie to me Will. You can just say you're breaking up with me." says Maria as she tied her hair back to a bun.
"I'm going to pretend that i didn't hear that. And the new job comes with benefits." says William as he picks up a dossier of files.
"Health and dental are already in my previous job benefits, Will. I consider you to be another." Maria says as she leans flirtatiously close to William.
"I am going to pretend again to not hear that. It comes with your own field officers that you can task however you'd like. No strings attached with Central Command." says William, ignoring Maria's advances.
"Well in that case." Maria says as she starts walking to the doors, "This might be fun. See you around, William."
Tarukistanate, Extremium
[spoiler]
[/spoiler]The transition to social democracy is praised by many liberal politicians as a great modernization of the Khaganate, but the transition to digital currency is sharply criticized by many for being unstable, authoritarian, and a large security risk.
Kerdavus wishes to establish diplomatic relations with the Khaganate as an offer of goodwill and peace.
Tarukistanate, Askrieg
SECURITY CAMERA, SECTOR D9, 84L
Video lost, playing audio.
“Well, it’s done.“
“What? No it isn’t, we still have Lezakstan.“
“Ah man, your’re right.“
“Well it shouldn’t be that hard.“
“You actually think Lezakstan wont be hard?“
“Compared to everything else we’ve done? No, it’ll be easy in comparison.“
“I hope you’re right...“
Post by Pelestinia suppressed by Askrieg.
hi
Idevk, Kerdavus, Askrieg
Hello there, we use the RMB to post our RP of the region. If you'd like to join, go ahead and read the dispatch below and join the Discord server. We'd be all welcoming you. Cheers.
https://www.nationstates.net/page=dispatch/id=1815726
The President has rejected this proposition, quoting Kerdavus's use of 'Khaganate' to refer to Kirin as discourteous and ill-mannered.
Tarukistanate, Askrieg
IN THE ZEMCHUG PALACE: BASEMENT CORRIDOR 27
*2 men, (tomb robbers) sneak into a dark hallway. It is the basement area of the Zemchug palace. Although it’s creation is quite recent in the great Haksor revolution, it was built ON TOP of a ancient tomb structure and covered it up perfectly. The Zemchug palace’s basement is estimated to stretch over 15 kilometres and covers the entirety of Kamin. Some parts have been converted to JARAT hideouts and others to Torturian cartel storage spaces. Over 1 million dollars worth of cocaine has just been discovered last year is corridor E13 on the eastern side of the basement complex. The word “basement” is not fitting as this structure stretches under the ENTIRE Kamin downtown and has many undiscovered parts. The structure was estimated to be finished in 1680 and construction may have started as early as 1590!
*back to the 2 men*
-yo brother!
-donÂ’t call me brother dude we ainÂ’t even related
-itÂ’s a common saying in Torturia you gotta grow up man
-ah sh*& this place is creepy
-my sister does drugs here hehe..
-dude how big is this complex?
-over 15 kilometres longÂ… legends say the ghosts of the previous monarchs lie hereÂ… hehe
-aww hell naw IÂ’m leaving!
-no you’re not! *smiles menacingly* we’re in corridor 27 already… Only a few no the way back or else you’ll get lost in the abyss forever… And your boy here is one of ‘em! I’ve been exploring these hellholes since I was 13! So you ain’t leaving till I leave! *laughs
-What are we even trying to find anyway?
-the queens emerald! The biggest gemstone in all of TaloniaÂ… about the size of a chicken eggÂ… legends say it reflects so much light youÂ’ll become blind if you look at it straight on because of how bright it is!
-oh wowÂ… and how much is it worth?
-probably enough to buy the whole of Kamin! But nobody knows where it isÂ… the last sighting was documented in 1701 after it has been discovered, then, Haksor the 1st wife was the first and last queen to wear it. He buried it with her inside of these basementsÂ… Been trying to find it ever since!
-oh damnÂ
-the king placed a curse before his queen diedÂ… Anyone who will try to take it from her shall die a painful death and be forgotten foreverÂ… But I donÂ’t believe it! Load of bullsh*& hehe
-Holy sh&$ LOOK OUT!
*a giant boulder rushes out of nowhere and straight onto the 2 men. They scream and then get crushed*
(OCC: I will write a dispatch about the Zemchug basements soon. ItÂ’ll also include a map of the structure. Please read it if you want more info.)
In the dim light of the predawn hours, three Kirinian naval fleets, a formidable force poised to unleash a storm upon the enemy's military infrastructure, assembled on the horizon. The tension in the control room was palpable as commanders and operators meticulously executed the intricate ballet of modern naval warfare. The mission: to cripple the adversary's military capabilities by targeting key installations, airstrips, and ports with a barrage of precision-guided missiles and relentless artillery.
As the first light kissed the waves, the ships advanced, their sleek silhouettes cutting through the water with purpose. A synchronized symphony of naval power, the fleet signaled the commencement of the operation. On the bridge, commanding officer Nergui Batu-Invanov stared intently at the array of screens, each one depicting a crucial aspect of the impending assault.
"Enough waiting. Launch the missiles."
Salvo upon salvo of missiles began streaking through the sky with deadly accuracy. The operation has begun.
Torturia, Askrieg
Somewhere in Monarch's Palace...
The Monarch was in the gym, practicing boxing on a punching bag. As alone as she was, the few people that visited the gym were pretty surprised to that sight; a descendant of the highest noble family that spans through decades, centuries even, is now practicing boxing in loosened, unzipped hoodie right in front of them. However, that eyesight is soon to be broken by the Minister of Defense, calling for the Monarch yet again..
G: "Niko. Over here."
The Monarch walks over, slightly panting. She looks at the Minister of Defense with her tired, sleepless eyes. Her bags under the eyes growing each night.
N: "What is it."
Minister of Defense coughs a bit, having just noticed her.. casual attire, unformal thereof.
G: "Ahem- uh.. There's been some pirate troubles near Sieur; East Panthalassan Ocean."
N: "Pirates..? That's a first... I assume they've been dealt with?"
G: "Roger-doger. The patrol fleet warned the vessel multiple times, but they refused to back up or come in radio contact. 'Batka' dealt with them swiftly."
N: "Good enough, but still.. Pirates? We never encountered any in our entire history."
G: "Reports from 'KIS' adjust that the vessel was possibly sent from Askrieg. However, we cannot check with the validity of said reports."
The Monarch stood silent for a bit, staring into nothingness.
N: "Askrigians.. Right. What's done is done. Thanks for notifying me. You may go."
Minister of Defense promptly nods in agreement, walking out of the Gym. The Monarch returns to her punching bag, taking a fighting stance and continuing her practice. Her only thought - "What were you planning, Askrieg?"
The Foreign Minister apologizes for the misuse of "Khaganate," as they did not know how to address Kirin.
A second proposition at diplomatic relations are sent over, apologizing for the confusion.
On a building rooftop in Arolaia in Iana-Kashrapa...
Stood a man, looking through some pretty big binoculars, watching Valentina disembark from her plane and watch her servant lay on the ground as she stepped over him...
...As he lowered his binoculars, turns out he was slouching over a bit... with his arms longer than your average human and his hands and fingers... eugh, they look almost alien..
Overall.. a tall, but constantly slouching man due to the fact that he still looks thin, with no compensation to his height..
PIANIST: "...The lady finally landed over here. You two, have a look."
His long, thin arm softly pulled and lowered the binoculars down to the two Askriegian agents beside him... He sounded somber. Not excited, not serious... just... relaxed. Neutral.
Ray took the binocs and look through it. The appearance of the unnatural Extremian man doesn't seem to bother him one bit. It looks as if it was normal, as if this man is like every other man he ever seen.
None of that can be said for Niamh though. She cannot stop looking at the man.
Niamh: "So, how good is the SDA really? Is it true that you guys broke into the house of our commissioner and that's why she is so paranoid now?"
Ray, while holding the binoculars, quickly commented...
Ray: "Behave, Niamh. It's not polite to ask another's covert operations. We're in the middle of an operation here."
PIANIST reached into his jacket, pulling out a flask, as he opened it and took a gulp...
PIANIST: "...wweeeell.. I cannot tell you about that myself. I would say it like this. If I knew the truth then you would have as well. Is that a good explanation, Niamh?"
His voice is deep... deep deep, almost as if he's an actor from a bigshot movie. So deep, it's a memorable tone.
To some, maybe that's not an answer at all. Nothing is clarified and nothing is said. But to Niamh, that is everything. Her face lights up and a smile begins to widen.
Ray, however, keeps looking through the binoculars, and looked back out a bit...
Ray: "Hey, you-- what's your name again? SDA, those 10 men, do they really need that many guys to guard one Princess? What's your intel on it?"
Niamh: "I'm sure thats no problem for the SDA! That's light work!"
PIANIST sighed a bit, as he put his flask back in...
PIANIST: "...It's PIANIST, Ray. You should remember the name if you wish to call for me quick in a moment of scrutiny. Disorganization like not knowing the name of your higher-up is a little rough. I can understand. I don't think others would."
PIANIST looked at the landing zone again... well, in the direction of it...
PIANIST: "...Yes. They're afraid. They need 10 and more because they are either afraid or they just simply want to or can afford it. JUSTICE told me that is how it went back then. I don't think traditions die that fast."
Niamh: "Sorry, Mr. PIANIST, but what's the plan again? Are we gonna go infil one of those guards like that that moment in "Jonathan Bond" manga I used to read? Oh god I can't wait to see SDA in action!"
Ray: "She's right you know, we're just 3 guys against those 10 men."
Ray placed the binocs on the ledge carefully, and lights a cigarette and takes a drag.
Ray: "All this recon, with no action. The same as useless."
PIANIST: "Do not be so eager to act so fast, Ray. The longest on record recon operation in the SDA lasted about 8 years before being finished and actually switched to the action phase."
He looked over at him smoking, with his eyes only.
PIANIST: "The important part of being an agent is to be patient."
He sighed a bit, putting his massive hand on Niamh, softly patting her.
PIANIST: "And you... you will be acting alongside us, you know that? You will be participating with the SDA."
And in response - Niamh's eyes lit up like the Kashrapan skies.
Niamh: "Re-- really? Are you sure it's okay? Oh my god!"
Ray: "You just make her dreams comes true, you know that boss? Ever since she took that trip to Boscociliegi in high-school she's been obsessed. If i didn't know any better, she's more Extremian than Askrieg."
PIANIST sighed out in response a bit...
PIANIST: "...If it is to Boscociliegi you must ask if she's more Boscociliegian or Neaik-Merian... however both fall under Extremian. So there you're right. ...And, after all, you are an agent regardless if you are new or not.
When outnumbered, at least a pair of hands can make a difference."
Ray: "Still, what's the plan though? If you want - I can request the Askrieg 101st to execute a capture mission."
PIANIST: "...A capture mission huh. Yeah, sounds great if you want to deal with multiple Askriegians to be stuck behind terrorist bars. That will for sure improve our workload... We watch and follow. We'll find a couple of weak guards on Valentina eventually. For example that guard that was used as a carpet by Valentina. He must be holding back a wide load of frustration."
PIANIST grabbed the binoculars back, putting them in his jacket again... and looked over at Niamh.
PIANIST: "Niamh, you still have that microdrone of yours, no?"
Niamh: "Yes sir! It's quite cute lookin', I've never used one on the field."
Ray sighed a bit, looking at Niamh...
Ray: "...but you're still trained for it right."
Niamh nodded a bit, looking excited!
Niamh: "Want me to deploy it?"
PIANIST: "Go do me a favor and follow Valentina for a while. I want to know where they're headed."
PIANIST reached his lanky, long arm out, pointing at the landing site...
...That arm on its' own is about 150 centimeters... maybe even longer.
Niamh: "Aye, sir!"
Niamh reached into her black duffel back and searched into it a while. She produced a deconstructed drone similar that's used by hobbyist. Difference being, the camera is equipped with FLIR and LIDAR capability. She assembled it while humming under her breath, presumably it was the manual to assemble that model.
Niamh: "Ray, try the pre-flight procedure."
Ray produced a touchscreen controller from his breast pocket. With a flick of his fingers he moves the flight controls of the drone.
Ray: "Y'know PIANIST, I suppose you can't control this little controller with that long fingers of yours. Why don't you just say the orders and we'll do it."
The drone flights up and moves to the landing site... as PIANIST looked at Ray a bit...
PIANIST: "...Why do you think I asked you to do it?"
And back out towards where Valentina landed.
PIANIST: "Just follow Valentina and try to pick up what they're saying. If we figure out their routine then it would be easier for us to do out jobs."
After a bit of drone controlling and flying...
Ray: "Okay that should be close enough to hear but not near enough for them to notice."
Niamh puts on a headphone.
Niamh: "Okay I hear them..."
Ray: "What are they saying?"
Niamh: "Eh... Something about frogs and dead creatures. Mumblings really. Man these Torturian accents are hard to understand..."
She listened in more...
Niamh: "Oh, they're going to the city itself... to a... bar?"
Ray and Niamh instinctively turns to PIANIST, both ready to hear his response.
PIANIST: "...I'll notify the others."
He pulled out a pretty massive looking radio with one hand...
As suddenly, all three heard the door to the rooftop suddenly SLAM open!
Thinking it was someone hostile - Ray instinctively reach for his gun belt, while Niamh is stumbling across the floor and turns to the door...
Niamh: "What the hell?!"
???: "BWAAAAHAHAHA!~ I FOUND YOU! FOOOOUND YOU!!"
Waving her arms around and getting on and off her toes... A short looking, young girl..?
Wearing just a skirt, some pantyhose, casual looking sneakers, an unzipped zip-up hoodie with some wild looking artwork on the white tee under that...
She's wearing Headphones and wild-looking hairpins too... two of them.
Wait a second, that patch on her shoulder... that's an SDA pattern patch!
PIANIST groaned a bit, looking at her as he softly tuned the radio in his hands...
PIANIST: "...You're late."
She suddenly bolted over to you with insane speed as if she's overdosing on sugar, hitting PIANIST in the side!
???: "I DON'T CARE! Not my fault you kept it so vague SLANKY!"
PIANIST: "...DEATHSTAR, we are currently on duty. Pleace calm down and stop hitting me."
Huh.. she has a backpack covered in many different pins referencing Extremian games, manga, visual novels...
Poof, poof, poof, poof. DEATHSTAR just kept hitting him in the side, weakly but determined.
PIANIST: "...Alright, that is enough."
PIANIST sighed, grabbing her by the head, and lifting her effortlessly, as he put her away a bit...
DEATHSTAR: "B-BWAAAH LET GO! LET GOOOO!"
PIANIST: "DEATHSTAR. If you act aggressively towards others including the two colleague we have here, or just start attacking someone without a precedent or kill someone without clearance, I will 'snap your neck and watch you glow', as you wrote in one of your songs."
He looked at her sternly in the eyes saying it, maintaining that eye contact...
...and DEATHSTAR stopped resisting... as PIANIST let go of her head.
DEATHSTAR: "...Hmph."
And pouted, crossing her arms.
...Wait, "snap your neck and watch you glow"..? Niamh knows what that means...
Isn't that basically from that one song made by "wmds" from Extremium? "kill everything that moves"?
Niamh quickly recognized the lyrics, and immediately drew up that this wild girl right here...
Niamh: AHH OH MY GOD!
Niamh raises her hands to cover her mouth
Niamh: "ARE YOU WMDS? WHAT ARE YOU SDA ALSO? YOU'RE DEATHSTAR OH MY GOD?!?!?"
Niamh tugs on Ray's shirt sleeve, as he sighed out...
Ray: "Yes I know who she is, Niamh..."
Niamh looks at Ray with hopeful eyes.
Ray: "No, I don't listen to wmds, Niamh."
Niamh runs to DEATHSTAR quickly!
Niamh: "OH MY GOD? Such an honor to meet you? How could you be an SDA? What are the inspiration of your songs? Oh my God I'm such a MASSIVE fan! Oh my god I want to hug you can I hug you?!"
DEATHSTAR looks to the side a bit, overwhelmed slightly...
DEATHSTAR: "...E-ERR... N-nice to meet you f-fan!"
Unsure what to do in this situation... she... reached her hand out for a handshake!
...Damn she suddenly turned nervous just at the sight of a fan!
This is it. The moment that Niamh has been looking for all her life. Meeting the idol of her dreams, and right in front of her stands exactly that.
Ray: "Can you wrap it up already? You're an agent of AIA in a mission might I remind you."
Niamh: "Shut up Ray this is the highlight of my career."
Niamh shakes the hand of DEATHSTAR, a little too eagerly!
Niamh: "Pleasure to meet you, DEATHSTAR..!"
DEATHSTAR: "P-Pleasure to meet you too.. er... your name..?"
All Niamh could think of is be shocked and super happy that her idol asked her for her name!
Niamh: "It's Niamh. Pronounced like Nee-ve. Written N-I-A-M-H. Weird, I know!"
DEATHSTAR: "...Is that your callsign or is that your actual name??"
She looked a bit surprised and baffled at Niamh...
Niamh is speechless. It's almost as if she didn't hear what DEATHSTAR says. Ray had to help her out.
Ray: "It's like Jonathan Bond. Sounds like a real name, but really, there's a lot of agents with Jonathan Bond's name."
Niamh: "Uh... yes. It's a fake name that we change every time we meet someone."
DEATHSTAR: "...oh. Makes sense hehehe~"
She stuck her tongue out, closing her eyes and softly knuckling her head!
DEATHSTAR: "Whoopsies~!"
After a bit of that, she made herself look normal again, sterning up a bit and crossing her arms, as PIANIST kept tuning the radio...
DEATHSTAR: "Anyway you er... you had some other questions Niamh?! I'm listening!!"
Niamh: "How can you be an SDA but also an internationally acclaimed artist? Is it part of a cover?"
Niamh eyes glows once more. She looks at DEATHSTAR with an aura of admiration!
DEATHSTAR: "WHAT?! No! I do that cuz I wanted to! The Shinigami whatever guys is a sidegig cuz I get to kill people legally!"
Ray looks a bit concerned in response to that, raising a finger a bit...
Ray: "You wanna kill people...legally--"
Niamh: "OH MY GOD THAT TOTALLY MAKES SENSE! ALL YOUR SONGS IT'S YOUR PERSONAL STORY IT'S--"
Ray: "Niamh, we're on a MISSION, let's get back to it."
While Niamh stood there all fangirly, PIANIST finally tuned, checked in, and said something out in abyssaline... before he closed and packed it up again.
PIANIST: "Alright... I notified them while you were screaming over here. Enough chatting, we can do that later. We need to move."
DEATHSTAR: "Let's go and make a big bag!!"
PIANIST grabbed DEATHSTAR's head, turning her over to face the rooftop entrance door.
PIANIST: "Niamh, Ray, we're moving."
And hastily, the group moved out of the rooftop, carefully going down as they quickly put their hats, caps and everything on, with PIANIST hiding his hands in his jacket he now zipped up...
PIANIST: "Hey, give me a second before we go out back into the public."
All 4 stopped in the abandoned building in front of the exit door...
DEATHSTAR: "Huh? What is it??"
Ray stopped, buttoning up his coat while Niamh is putting on a black beanie, and both looked back at the tall, slouching man...
Ray: "Why are we stopping?"
PIANIST put his roundframe glasses on... as he straightened out his back, and a loud CRACKing filled the room, as he stood up straight, nearly hitting the ceiling... reaching to a height that they could not even eye right there...
PIANIST: "...Phew. Let's go."
Torturia, Tarukistanate, Kirovian Tsardom
TARUK STATE PALACE
Maria doesn't like this. Walking in the hallway to a head of state office, completely exposed. Granted, the official Askrieg ambassador for Tarukistanate is leading the talks, but she is out of her element. She is used to use a cover to meet with her counterpart, at the very least use a fabricated identity. But not now, she has to give her full government name.
"Maria Rosa, Taruk Section Chief of AIA." she repeats that phrase under her breath a number of times. She still struggles to say those words out of her mouth.
"Chairman, the envoy of Askrieg." says the doorman announcing their arrival.
There he is, Chairman Ivan Mikhail, the new leader of Tarukistanate. Maria is shocked he looks so young. His brown eyes commands the room with ease, his brown hair frolics at the very slight movement of his handsome face. His expression is soft, subtly demands respect from anyone. She then watches as Ivan extends his arm to the ambassador. His hand is steady, calm, the icy cold determination flows through his quite visible veins. Maria, for the first time in her career, blushes at the sight of Ivan.
She doesn't realize it, but the meeting is almost coming to an end. She 'examined' Ivan so minutely that time flies by around her. When she comes to, everybody else had left. There is only her and Chairman Ivan in the room. Him sitting on his desk signing documents, and her sitting in the lounge chair in the office.
"I- I'm sorry, Chairman." says Maria as she gets up, "I must've forgot the time. I bid my-"
"It's okay, Ms. Rose." answer Ivan, he places down his fountain pen and begins to walk towards Maria, "You barely said anything in the meeting. Are you okay?"
"Yes, I merely lost the passage of time. I--"
"Ms. Rose, I do not mind your presence in my office, you're a sight for sore eyes. Please sit." says Ivan as he invites Maria to sit back down. "A drink Ms. Rose?" asks Ivan, making his way to the hidden decanter behind his drawer. Maria could only nod bashfully.
"Mr. Chairman I must ask, why did you personally request me to be a diplomatic staff here?" asks Maria, while Ivan is pouring a drink into 2 glasses that he holds seamlessly in his hand.
Ivan chuckles as he hands a glass to Maria. The edges of his smiling mouth forms cute dimples on his face. "Let's not kid ourselves here. I know you're not part of the diplomatic envoy, Ms. Rose."
"...what do you mean?" Maria sips a drink. The smooth Taruk whiskey relaxes her shoulders and warms her face. Surely now her blush is plainly visible.
Ivan sits down on the lounge chair by Maria's side. He takes off his signature brown jacket and rolls up his shirt sleeve. Maria avert her gaze coyly at the sight of the Chairman's sleeper build arms. Ivan could only smile as he realizes Maria is shyly avoiding eye contact.
"Maria-" says Ivan softly, "I know you were the Commissioner of AIA. I know you have done excellent job as an intelligence officer in Askrieg. I merely ascertained the thought of transferring you here with William."
Maria looks back at Ivan, with a tinge of disbelief in her eyes. My God, the way the sunlight hits Ivan's back of the head makes him looks angelic. It reminded her of that time she meets a literal God.
"What really surprised me, Maria," Ivan leans closer to her, "Is why did you accept? Section Chief is a long way down from a Commissioner. I have a theory as to why"
"W- Why?" Maria trembles at her lips. This is the first time she is so nervous against someone. Perhaps Ivan's deep brown eyes hypnotize her speechless.
"William and I are a lot alike, no? A young charismatic orator at the top of government. Maybe you are attracted to the taboo of it all." says Ivan, as he swipes Maria's hair out of her face and into the back of her ears.
"Taboo of what, Ivan" Maria closes her eyes and leans slowly towards the Chairman.
Ivan stood up, "Of working closely with a head of state. People don't take kindly with a leader to be so close with the intelligence community." he starts walking to his desk.
Maria opens her eyes surprised. Maybe her mind is clouded with personal judgment. What was she thinking?
Ivan continues, "Taruk has long-standing relationship with Askrieg, Maria. I want you to be their liaison to me. So that in the future the relationship of the two nation can flourish."
"U- Understood, Chairman. I'll get to working right away." Maria stood up and walks into the doors of the office.
"And, Maria" Ivan calls her once more. "You really are a sight for sore eyes. Would you mind if I have daily meetings with you at the embassy?"
Maria can't speak anymore words. She only nodded bashfully and racewalked out of the office. This is the first time she ever felt defenseless in front of a counterpart.
Kerdavus, Tarukistanate, Extremium, Kirovian Tsardom
Somewhere in Kirovo-Glavdomska, Central Jurisdictional Approval Office
The Courtroom was full of people; typical citizens, foreign government officials and whatnot. At the sides were cameras and their operators, broadcasting the process. Right in front of the Courtroom sat three judges, but above all stood the fourth judge - the Monarch herself. She looked angrily frustrated, yet tired at the same time. Her eyebrows always tilted to showoff a sense of superiority, anger, and frustration. Her eyes shining bright red. She was the natural 'judge above them all'.
In the Courtroom detainment cell was sitting the man himself - Emir schroder. His arms and legs shackled, his face tired and depressed. The busy, talking Courtroom is put to silence with the banging of the Judges' hammers. And so the process begins.
J1: "Emir Schroder, you are hereby judged by the Central Jurisdictional Approval Office. Your offenses are as following:
Mistreatment of Citizens;
Mistreatment of Prisoners of War;
Forced 'recruitment' into the Army;
Fostering War;
Inciting Ethnic Hatred;
Genocide of non-combatants with heavy armament;
and much more. The 'KIS' has provided enough evidence to all of us to admit the things were true, and actually happened."
J2: "Emir, you have nobody to defend you. Your actions are incomprehensible, cruel, and outright violent."
The Monarch stared at Emir with all her anger, hatred, frustration and utmost superiority. Yet, Emir stayed silent, possibly regretting it all.
The judges cough, whispering between each other for a couple of minutes. And after a while - the verdict comes in, as one of the judges says - "Emir Schroder, you are hereby guilty on all charges. You are to be sent to the Glavdomska High-order Jurisdictional Facility for a lifetime sentence. You will spent the rest of your life in a cell, and-"
The announcement of the sentence was cut short by the Monarch's hammer. The judges went silent, and so did the Courtroom. The Monarch slammed her hands on the throne-esque table in front of her, her eyes of sheer anger and most negative emotions focused on Emir; "Overruled. Emir Schroder does not deserve to live. Dautovic was a terrorist state, and I hereby proclaim Emir Schroder a terrorist cell leader!" - Yells out the Monarch, visibly frustrated once again. The Courtroom goes wild, as everyone is either surprised, shocked, or scared.
The Monarch steps down from her high-rise Judge position, meant to show superiority and utmost order, and walked up Emir's detainment cell. She grasps the bars of the cell, looking directly into Emir's eyes. Her face visibly getting angrier with each second she stares at him. "Your execution is now. And I am the Jury." - The Monarch whispers amidst the yelling and talking of the Courtroom.
"W- wait! Monarch! What are you doing!" - Yells out one of the judges, powerless to stop her. The Monarch pulls out her MMB-branded pistol, chambered in .33AE. She takes quick aim at Emir and pulls the trigger without hesitation. Emir collapses on the floor, his body twitching and foaming, as it dies down. The Monarch, unsatisfied, shot more into his already dying body, effectively magdumping it.
The Courtroom goes to pure silence afterwards, as the Monarch takes a quick leave with the bodyguards, her formal uniform stained in blood of the so-called 'Terrorist' that he is now known as.
Sleepless nights and days are really getting to Nikolaevna now...
Extremium, Askrieg
...It's been 2 days since Tomsky got here. Since everyone recognized him, the Extremian authorities helped him get a citizenship and so did they help the guards that drove with the exiled leader all the way to Extremium. They got you a free spot in the Zaibatsu hotel... how ironic. First you got here as a leader, and now you're here as an escapee.
Recently there was a message saying Tomsky should make your way to a police station not too far from here...
...Suspicious. Are they going to try him? His guards can't support you, but seemingly he didn't get any attacks or verbal assaults in the public... there were some Tarukistanians looking at him the wrong way though.
TOMSKY: "Huh... well, I guess I should do what they say, I don't have anything waiting for me back at Taruk anyway..."
Tomsky takes the message and then starts to walk to the police station near his place of residence.
What if he gets executed quietly and nobody is going to know..?
But at the police station... stood people out of uniform..?
Someone with short, dark hair and red eyes, smoking... And a bunch other folks which you swear you've seen before.. is that Yaermand?!
What the hell...?!
TOMSKY: "What the..? I recognize these outfits.. these are no policemen! its one of those strange bastards I met when I visited Extremium!"
He tucks away the letter inside his jackets pocket, then starts to heistantly walk towards the figures. He truly hopes they are what he thinks they are.
He walks slowly towards the figures, their appearances becoming more clear with each inch he takes closer to them. Moment by moment, what he expects them to be slowly unravels and comes to truth, they must be part of Extremiums SDA, Artists.
Perhaps there is one or two, perhaps there is more? or maybe he is wrong? the time for guessing is now over, as he directly stands in front of them.
Re Yaermand got up, hands behind her back... wearing her normal formal uniform...
RE: "...We can hear you, Tomsky."
RE: "Welcome back."
TOMSKY: "Ah right, I, err.. apologize if I offended you."
RE: "We've heard worse... I just wanted to say hello to my friend again. Is all."
She put a hand on Tomsky's shoulder, smiling a bit...
RE: "...but your job isn't done yet."
TOMSKY: "How so? I have been evicted from the role of power, my spot has been seized, I have been exiled from the only nation I care about and even my wife is still there while I am in here! what could you possibly offer me that would be even close to the glory I had before?"
He looks away, reminiscing about his past and grows angry about what was done to him.. how unjustly he was ousted from the only thing he loved doing.
Re looked at the SDA members...
RE: "RYOSHU, BINGO, VIOLENCE, JUSTICE, PEACE... Your turn. I've said everything."
Re stepped aside, as the 5 got up... Is.. Is that queen Vera the first and King Pierre Coldheim!?
VIOLENCE: "...About time you joined us."
And then JUSTICE put a hand on Tomsky's back, softly pushing him to go forwards.
TOMSKY: "Joined you? Pft, don't make me laugh. I'm not going to run around like a monkey in a circus performing tricks for Extremium. Even death would be better then being reduced to something like that."
He chuckles a bit to himself, looking at him.
JUSTICE suddenly burst out laughing.. as everyone stopped.
Justice: "Hahahahahaha!~ Hahahahahaha...~ Hahaha... haaa... Tomsky, you're still SO funny..."
That... is really Vera...
TOMSKY: "And what is so funny about it dead queen? Are you here to mock me? That I have been thrown to the dirt of the floor and made to never rise again?"
Tomsky looks at Vera and scoffs, as JUSTICE quickly responded...
JUSTICE: "...Hmmm... Do you seriously think after everything you did, you can just live on the money of Extremium the rest of your life in safety?"
TOMSKY: "And what did I do? Could you care to explain? I did not ask to be shipped across the continent to go to Extremium like everyone else, but please do so enlighten me."
Tomsky looks JUSTICE dead in the eyes with a stern face.
RYOSHU: "I will tell you everything."
BINGO: "Seems like we got a big fish today~!"
BINGO giggled to himself, as they started walking again.
Is this the part where they kill Tomsky..? No... wait...
Tomsky takes a gulp, awaiting what comes next for him. Might it be death or not? he will find out soon enough.
TOMSKY: "So? what will you do?"
RYOSHU: "Just stop asking questions for a bit, will you?"
She groaned, throwing the cigarette butt away...
TOMSKY: "Fine. Now tell me what you want."
And in just less than a second, he could feel something sharp and cold softly digging itself into his neck... just a bit...
As everyone else gasped and stopped, as JUSTICE and VIOLENCE stepped aside from Tomsky...
BINGO: "H-Hey hey hey! R-RYOSHU! D-Don't er... don't be like that!"
Is.. is that a sword at his neck? This quick?!
Tomsky flinches, but tries to remain calm.
TOMKSY: “Call off your bluff, it does you no good. I may be not be the leader of Tarukistanate anymore, but I’m not stupid.”
RYOSHU: "I do not think you've heard me clearly the first time - but I told you to SHUT THE F**K UP!"
Jesus christ... Tomsky thought his entire life that a woman yelling at him like that would never get him intimidated, but the way SHE sounds...
...it's making him shiver.
Tomsky is now beginning to maybe understand she is not joking, and decides to lay off the ego a bit.
TOMSKY: “Just tell me what you want and get on with it.”
Tomsky suddenly felt your torso being cut into two, before he suddenly opened his eyes, gasping a bit...
...The sword was now right at his torso... but... apparently... there was no cut?
But... the pain felt real...?
TOMSKY: “WHAT THE F-“
Tomsky feels the immense pain in his torso grow stronger, grunting and groaning a bit...
RYOSHU: "...I warned you, Tomsky. Next time I will do the real deal. Do you understand?"
She pressed the blade down a bit harder, amplifying the pain...
TOMSKY: “Fine! Just tell me what you want already!”
Tomsky says while still clenching his torso as the pain has not gone away yet
RYOSHU: "...Hmph. I did not expect you to be an idiot."
RYOSHU: "I told you to stay quiet."
She moved the blade away as Tomsky suddenly felt a sharp relief... And she sheathed her sword.
Tomsky stayed quiet in response, as RYOSHU smirked, chuckling a bit...
RYOSHU: "...Good."
RYOSHU: "JUSTICE, VIOLENCE. Get on with it. I'll be behind you."
They nodded, as they carefully pushed Tomsky forward a bit, leading him into the basement...
RYOSHU: "...Tomsky. I want you to confess."
RYOSHU grabbed a chair in the room you found yourself in... with no lights except the big TV screen behind her.
And sat on it, but with the back of the chair facing you and her sitting facing you... Putting her legs to the sides and leaning on the back of her chair, looking tired...
Still having that sheath on her back....
Short hair, yet pitch black.
Pale, yet dark, shining red eyes in the darkness.
Staring at you in the eyes, as you were given a seat...
PEACE: "Come on, sit down..."
Tomsky takes a seat, now wondering what will happen next. Perhaps they shall ask him something reasonable? OrÂ
And everyone else stood aside, as BINGO sat at the computer in the back...
RYOSHU: "...Go ahead. I'm listening. What have you done as the leader of the country you call Tarukistanate?"
TOMSKY: “I have done countless things, but I assume you want to hear the good. Luckily, that is bountiful. I have implemented corporate welfare, boosted tiny businesses, formed a powerful military which now occupies the north of Dautovic and 1/3 of Cargill. Need I go on?"
Tomsky says this all with a smirk, quite proud of his achievements but also waiting to see the look on RyoshuÂ’s face.
RYOSHU: "Swallow your pride. You're a criminal as much as you're a 'hero'."
RYOSHU sighed, sitting to the side of the TV, as a slide with 4 pictures came on.
All of them are recent and taken right from the ground... deportations of natives...
...And even beating of protestors...
...There lies... a body of a dead native right there as a child just hugs the body.
TOMSKY: “You blame me for doing all these things which were nescessary. But what about when you and your little goons snuck into Tarukistanate and killed 14 people in the alleyway? Took us a while to find out it was really you.”
RYOSHU: "...First things first, 16. There were 16. Second... they were the ones that threatened us. I just waited for them to attack, and everything else is history."
RYOSHU: "...What, are you unhappy with a bunch of criminals getting wrecked in a self-defense situation? Then justify your treatment of innocent people that didn't even resist you."
RYOSHU: "...Beating of protestors... So much for a people's leader. So much, that as long as the people that agree with you stay, you don't care what happens to those with their own opinion."
RYOSHU didn't move... almost.. she just breathed and rolled her head from side to side...
In response, Tomsky stood silent for a bit before speaking up again.
TOMSKY: “It doesn’t matter now, do you have anything else to say to me? Or are you going to keep mocking how I ruled?”
RYOSHU: "Mocking?"
RYOSHU smirked.
RYOSHU: "This isn't mocking. It's the way it went. I'm surprised you haven't asked where we got these pictures from in the first place... the protocol was no cameras right? Not a single picture to be taken."
The slide switched with more pictures, showing evidence of mass graves of those that refused to leave... and then also them being lined up...
TOMSKY: “Enough with the chitchat, I don’t want to be lectured. Just tell me what you really what me for?”
RYOSHU: "When communism was finally set up in Tarukistanate... do you remember the natives having something against it? Maybe they were terrorizing you?"
RYOSHU: "...Not a single thing was done. They just wanted to live with you in peace."
RYOSHU looked at the TV for a bit, and slowly turned back to Tomsky...
RYOSHU: "Each and every single one of these people had lives and problems just like you. They wanted to achieve something."
RYOSHU: "But then you just take away the same opportunity you had when you were a young teen."
RYOSHU snapped her fingers.
RYOSHU: "Just like that. You have no rights of going to school because you're a native. You're different than us."
RYOSHU: "...16 criminals dying in an alleyway is a tragedy."
She leaned in a bit.
RYOSHU: "...but hundreds of thousands of people being killed by the army is just a statistic."
...Why... why do people cry when they are forced out of their homes?
Is it a matter of attachment..?
Did they really deserve that kind of treatment if they wanted to be a part of the revolution?
Isn't one of the core keys of communism is caring for the people? Then why the hell were some prioritized over the other? They're all people right?
Tomsky, hiding his nervousness, chuckles to himself a bit..
TOMSKY: “Is your rant finished? Have you gotten it all out? I do not need to explain any of my actions to you, and even if I did you would not understand. The world can be seen from many perspectives, and you look at none of them expect yours.”
TOMSKY: “You claim that I am the one who has murdered many, but I have improved the nation. The revolution had brought us out of poverty and serfdom, besides, is not assimilation the core of a nation? I am sure the morally superior Extremium must have never done something like that!”
RYOSHU: "...Tomsky. I don't think you understand. The entire point of what I'm saying is..."
RYOSHU: "...When we kill 16 people in the capital, 16 criminals... it's terrible. Horrifying."
RYOSHU leaned in a bit...
RYOSHU: "But... when you kill a couple hundred thousand of people that supported you... then it's normal. Justified."
RYOSHU: "Your successes that you claim were done by your predecessor. Not yourself. You're the one looking just from your own perspective. Where everything you did is justifed."
The slide switches again.
The pictures just get more, and more, and more horrifying.. more upclose... more detail..
Tomsky stared at the TV. He's nervous. A little scared. As he started grinding his thoughts... he hasn't thought like this in a while.
TOMSKY: “W-What do you want from me?! Just spit it out! Enough with the lecture... Maybe some things I did were wrong, but all leaders make mistakes! I would not expect you to understand, though.”
RYOSHU: "..."
Everyone in the room looked at you with a judgemental stare... He looked at them, feeling more and more cornered...
What she said made his gears grind, though.
...You keep getting thoughts about what the natives did to be deserving of such treatment.
...They lived there for years. Why would you deport them for doing nothing wrong? Nothing against the revolution.
They were happy. Some of the heroes of the revolution were natives.
Happy... What is happiness?
...Are they happy now?
What would the heroes say?
If they found out their families were no more?
...do... people deserve to get killed en masse for loyalty?
Is that why you were overthrown? Is that one of the aspects?
...Can you come back and make amends? No.. they expelled you specifically and spared you after everything.
What if someone came up to me and told me to leave my city because they don't want me here?
...is that normal?
Is that what they felt like?
...Were... was... were...
...What was cast...
...Were... they happy with what was cast?
..For months on end.. I... did...
A crack formed. Rapidly.
For years I walk the desert of death
Paying for my sins, in distress
I await my last breath
So that I will not hopefully have to confess
Because my heart will not be able to take it
The sudden realization of what my pen in hand has done
I must bring myself forth and admit
That my actions cannot be undone
For it is too late.
...
Tomsky grabbed his head, screaming out as he started realizing what he had done.
His predecessor... someone he respected so much would have been mad. His parents would have been mad.
Everyone around him would have.
Tomsky sat there, crying, shaking, as tears rolled down his cheeks... tears of guilt. The pain that those kids must have suffered from his own actions...
The absolute mentality of him... a hero... so be it... a real hero... hero... hero..?
RYOSHU stared at him, as she looked at BINGO...
RYOSHU: "Turn it off. He finally realized."
And she got up, coming up to him, and grabbing him by the head, softly raising it, as she leaned way in to keep eye contact.
RYOSHU: "Lotto. Listen."
He still shook, crying and sobbing a bit...
TOMSKY: "...W-Wh.. W-What do you want..?"
RYOSHU: "Have you seen the faces of the Taruks living here, Tomsky? Have you seen the faces of those that ran from that tyranny?"
Tomsky looked down at his hands, as they shook violently...
TOMSKY: "Tyranny... by my hands... I... I had everything in my power to make it better...!"
And he slammed them into his face, crying it out a bit...
RYOSHU: "Have you seen the faces of those natives and those people in the capital when they expelled you? In front of a gigantic crowd?"
TOMSKY: "I-I.. I was a hero... to some.. but.. an egoist to others... Perspectives... ugh..! I get it now.. I get what happened... I could have done so much better in the name of communism... in the name of the revolution!"
RYOSHU pulled his hands away.
RYOSHU: "Listen. You can repay your sins. You can protect those that you haven't hurt yet, Tomsky Lotto. Your sentence is guilt. How you wish to repay your guilt.. how you wish to recover... What do you say you work for those that try to protect people, now?"
RYOSHU reached her hand out, as Tomsky stared at it, still shaken a bit from his breakdown...
RYOSHU: "...Protect the smiles of the people, Lotto. Do the work in the shadows so that the others don't have to confront the unnatural, the abnormal, the insane. People like you are needed here. Now more than ever."
RYOSHU pointed at JUSTICE and VIOLENCE, as JUSTICE smiled just a bit, waving at him, with VIOLENCE lowering his head a bit.
Tomsky thought.. sat... thought.. sobbed... thought... and then... softly grabbed RYOSHU's hand, shaking it a bit.
And he commented, sniffling a bit...
TOMSKY: "...I'll do it. If it means making the people happy and safe... I'll do it."
RYOSHU: "...Good. Your callsign is TOTALITY."
TOMSKY?: "...Totality..."
TOTALITY: "...Sounds fitting. I will be happy to help."
RYOSHU: "Good. Now go wash yourself. Your training begins tomorrow, BINGO and PEACE will pick you up."
...Another person is about to learn to make art.
Kerdavus, Tarukistanate, Askrieg, Kirovian Tsardom
THE KHANBALIK SLUMS: EXPOSING THE ATROCITIES OF THE KHAGANATE
With little to no precedent, Khuiten Entertainment, the most prominent film company in Kirin, has released an aggressively named documentary: "The Khanbalik Slums: Exposing the Atrocities of the Khaganate." The new Khasar administration funded the documentary, which has led many to believe it is propaganda. Here's an extract.
Narrator: In the heart of Khanbalik, a stark reality unfolds daily – a reality that often goes unnoticed amidst the hustle and bustle of modern life. Away from the sprawling skyscrapers in the city proper, 3 of the 12 million people who live in Khanbalik live in Taichar - a large area of impoverished slums with dilapidated buildings, filled to the brim with people struggling to survive. Welcome to "The Khanbalik Slums: Exposing the Atrocities of the Khaganate."
[Cut to Interviews with Residents]
Resident 1: Life here is tough. We're caught in a cycle of poverty that seems impossible to break. The government always seems to take what little money we earn from our factory jobs, directly or indirectly.
Resident 2: It's hard to believe that people live in luxury just a few blocks away in Acuhun while we struggle to make ends meet.
[Montage of cramped living conditions, lack of sanitation, and limited access to basic amenities.]
Narrator: The slums of Khanbalik bear witness to the harsh consequences of unchecked capitalism. As wealth concentrates in the hands of a few, a significant portion of the population is left to fend for themselves in abysmal conditions.
[Expert Interview]
Social Scientist: In its unchecked form, capitalism often leads to stark income inequality. The rich get richer while those at the bottom grapple with the crumbs.
[Cut to Footage of Exploitative Labor Conditions]
Narrator: Many residents of these slums find themselves trapped in exploitative labor conditions, working long hours for meager wages that barely cover the cost of living. The story of Lennard Adevait and Klaus Schuurman, which I'm sure you've heard if you live in Southern Khanbalik, perfectly reflects the dire situation in this area.
[Montage of Dilapidated Schools]
Narrator: Education, often considered the ladder to a better life, is a distant dream for many children in these slums. The crumbling infrastructure and lack of resources perpetuate a cycle of illiteracy.
[Overlay of Graphs Showing Income Inequality]
Narrator: The gap between the rich and the poor in Taichar has widened significantly over the years. As profits soar for the privileged, the slums bear the burden of neglect and indifference. It's time to question the system that allowed such disparities to persist. Watch the documentary's premiere next Thursday to learn how the new Khasar administration is wrestling with the long-lasting effects that the capitalist Khaganate has left and how Jochi Khasar himself contributes to the betterment of life in the slums.
Kerdavus, Tarukistanate, Kirovian Tsardom
KAMIN CITY CENTRE
“CODE RED ALERT WEEWAW WEEWAW” screeches the sirens in Kamin city centre. Tourists and civilians alike are startled and quickly run all over the place… “KEEP CALM! EVERYONE KEEP CALM! PLEASE GO INTO ONE OF THE 5 PRE DESIGNATED BUNKERS AUTHORIZED BY THE GOVERNMENT! NOW!” Screams a police officer as men and women are rushing past him screaming.
INTERVIEW ROOM
Elton immediately picks up the telephone and makes a few rapid phone calls. Then, a camera is lowered onto directly in front of him. He screams in a shaky voice, “HACK ALL DISPLAYS IN KAMIN CITY SQUARE! I WANT EVERYONE TO HEAR THIS! NOW!” The young man in front of him immediately rushes to the operations room and talks with the 3 other men working there. Then, he comes back. “IT’S READY SIR!” The camera lowers onto his face.
-MY DEAR CITIZENS! FOR REASONS I WILL NOT DISCLOSE AS OF NOW, PLEASE ENTER ONE OF THE FIVE PRE DESIGNATED BUNKERS IN KAMINS UNDERGROUND! LOOK ON YOUR PASSPORT, IT WILL ALREADY SAY WHICH BUNKER YOU BELONG TO! PLEASE GO THERE IMMEDIATELY! WE DONÂ’T HAVE MUCH TIME!
Then he talks to another official seemingly from the military, “open those AA and other guns. I want them detected and get rid of immediately”.
Tarukistanate
EDUCATION REFORM
The Children's Learning Act, passed by the Congress and given the President's assent, drastically overhalls the clunky, inefficient education system of Kerdavus. Each of the regions of Kerdavus are given more autonomy over what to put in their curriculum, with the national standards broadened to ensure a more than sufficient education be given to all children.
The law proclaims that "all citizens of Kerdavus are entitled to a quality secular education, with the barring of knowledge being considered a travesty and violation of human rights." The budget to the Ministry of Education is increased to $7 billion, a 50% increase, mainly for the funding of new schools, supplies, teachers, and the inclusion of each child into the education system. The law further bans child labor.
In terms of the National Standards, the Children's Learning Act overhauls the standards to further emphasize a focus on science and mathematics, drastically overhauling the physics, biology, chemistry, algebra, geometry, number theory, calculus, and computer science departments to be more comprehensive. Furthermore, Geography, History, Civics & Government, and Political Science classes are drastically reformed to be more neutral and focused on critical analysis of historical events and less based on propaganda, with a lessened impact on simply rote memorization of historical events, and more on how such events influenced future events.
Language and Foreign Language classes are also reformed to include more practical topics, such as writing papers of one's choice rather than rote analysis of literature. A new class for upper-class students, called Life Skills, are introduced, designed to help students succeed in the outside world once they graduate from school and university. Sports and Physical Education are also valued highly, with funding boosted for the improvement of a healthy body and mind.
The new "Kerdavusan System" of education drastically reduces the reliance of rote memorization on non-mathematical subjects, with emphasis on critical analysis, deductive and inductive reasoning, and an influx of new ideas as a method of drawing conclusions and improving the mind.
Many aspects of the former Communist system are kept in place, including the exclusion of religion from education, the continued emphasis on science and mathematics. The main difference between the two is the increase of class choices, focus from rote memorization to critical analysis, a greater freedom of opinion and student clubs, the lifting of school uniforms due to being considered elitist, and a revision of school and college environments as being more inclusive and less strict, with corporal punishment banned, but stricter detention times and community service times being put in place in lieu of corporal punishment.
Hailed by many liberals and denounced by conservatives, socialists, and communists, the new education system seeks to advance Kerdavusan education, and as a result, boost Kerdavusan development, scientific advancement, economy, and the well-being of the people.
Tarukistanate, Askrieg
Somewhere in Monarch's Palace...
The Monarch was relentlessly training her boxing in the gym once again. The casual gym clothing begins to seemingly fit her now, and many people don't mind the fact that their only leader is practicing something violent. And once again, the Minister of Defense walks into the gym..
G: "Niko. Important."
The Monarch turns around and walks over, breathing heavily from training.
N: "W- wha- t is it?"
The Minister of Defense looks at the Monarch. Her face is tired, sleepless, and her eye bags have grown bigger.
G: "Ah- well.. Just thought I'd notify you about the 'KIS-26' Program being successful."
N: "How many people?"
G: "30. Good guys, fit into various roles. We have 4 MANPADs, 4 RPGs, 3 Team leaders, 3 Snipers, 10 Riflemen, 4 Machinegunners and 2 Electro-warfare operators. They're all veterans of the Dautovic Landing Offensive."
Monarch sighs out.
N: "Good enough. Tell them to standby for 2 to 4 days. Their first deployment will be soon enough. Just need to figure out the paperwork."
G: "Roger. Oh and- by the way.. You sure you don't need more sleep? Getting pretty worried about you."
The Monarch smirks.
N: "I'm not having proper sleep until I finish with the modernisation program."
G: "But- that's-.. 8 more months..?"
N: "I'll be fine, no need to worry."
Minister of Defense facepalms, sighing out in slight frustration and worry.
G: "Fine, but I recommend yourself checked out. I don't like what you've done to Schroder. Don't wanna be on his place either."
N: "Will do."
Kerdavus
Jack walked away from Hiedrick’s office after the meeting, It wasn’t as bad as he had expected. After all, If this is war Hiedrick then normal Hiedrick must be a great guy, maybe they could even be friends. Although the ban on the room at the end of the 4th floor corridor was odd. Perhaps it was just a planning room that Jack was not yet ranked high enough to enter, but even then, Hiedrick himself seemed to avoid the room, as though he was afraid of it. Jack went to his office, but it wasn’t the paperwork he paid attention to. He just couldn’t shake the uneasy feeling of the forbidden room. Finally he had had enough, he put down his pen, and left the room. He walked down the hallways, going to the elevator. He walked in and hit the “4“ button. After a couple minutes the elevator halted, And Jack stepped out. He looked down the corridor, and there it was, the room. A rattling sound came from the room, followed by a horrid crunch and the unmistakable teraing sound of, no, it couldn’t be. Jack pushed his fear away, mustered his strength, and walked to the door. He reached for the handle, and pulled it open. He nearly fainted at the sight his eyes presented. There was Hiedrick, over a dead body with its ribs shattered, organs spread across the floor, and spine coming out of its mouth. “But Hiedrick couldn’t’ve gotten here so fast, so what is that?“ The thing looked up at him, and leaped...
Assembled with Dot's Region Saver.
Written by Refuge Isle.