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Russian states of eurasia wrote:Imperiskiy Gorod International Airport

An escort of 5 cars arrive at the landing strip shortly after the plane lands and its passengers step out. As they did, members of the Grand Imperial Guard, a branch of the Fists, and His Grand Imperial Majesty’s Voice, step out of the vehicles to meet the Southern delegation. The Voice straightens his jacket before walking towards the group, a small smile on his face.

One Empire, One People, One Goal
Hail Eurasia
Hail the Confederation

The Admiral looked at the Voice, smile at hand, and extended her own hand. “You must be our welcoming party. I am Admiral Jane Stuart-Jones, leader of The Dixie Confederate Union.”

Hail the Confederation!

Hellslayer, Cape canavral, Tertania, Feuraxia, and 5 othersNew England INC, VlaRiSsiA, Russian states of eurasia, Zalkland, and Holy imperia

Russian states of eurasia

The Dixie Confederate Union wrote:The Admiral looked at the Voice, smile at hand, and extended her own hand. “You must be our welcoming party. I am Admiral Jane Stuart-Jones, leader of The Dixie Confederate Union.”

Hail the Confederation!

“Greetings Admiral, I am His Grand Imperial Majesty’s Voice, and I welcome you to our great nation’s capital. I will be escorting you and your party to the Imperial Palace. I share His Grand Imperial Majesty’s hopes for an alliance between our two grand nations. Now if you will please follow me.”

The Voice starts walking towards the vehicles, gesturing towards the Southern delegation to follow him.

One Empire, One People, One Goal
Hail Eurasia
Hail the Confederation

Hellslayer, Cape canavral, The Dixie Confederate Union, Tertania, and 5 othersFeuraxia, New England INC, VlaRiSsiA, Zalkland, and Holy imperia

Holy land of germania wrote:On this holy day in Germania, we sing United. War cannot divide us during prayer, and the battlefield has turned into a festival of all soldiers singing-

Christ lag in Todesbanden,
für unsre Sünd gegeben,
der ist wieder erstanden
und hat uns bracht das Leben.
Des wir sollen fröhlich sein,
Gott loben und dankbar sein
und singen Halleluja.
Halleluja.

Den Tod niemand zwingen konnt
bei allen Menschenkindern;
das macht alles unsre Sünd,
kein Unschuld war zu finden.
Davon kam der Tod so bald
und nahm über uns Gewalt,
hielt uns in seim Reich gefangen.
Halleluja.

Jesus Christus, Gottes Sohn,
an unser Statt ist kommen
und hat die Sünde abgetan,
damit dem Tod genommen
all sein Recht und sein Gewalt;
da bleibt nichts denn Tods Gestalt,
den Stachel hat er verloren.
Halleluja.

Es war ein wunderlich Krieg,
da Tod und Leben 'rungen;
das Leben, behielt den Sieg,
es hat den Tod verschlungen.
Die Schrift hat verkündet das,
wie ein Tod den andern fraß,
ein Spott aus dem Tod ist worden.
Halleluja.

Hier ist das rechte Osterlamm,
davon wir sollen leben,
das ist an des Kreuzes Stamm
in heißer Lieb gegeben.
Des Blut zeichnet unsere Tür,
das hält der Glaub dem Tode für,
der Würger kann uns nicht rühren.
Halleluja.

So feiern wir das hoh Fest
mit Herzensfreud und Wonne,
das uns der Herre scheinen lässt.
Er ist selber die Sonne,
der durch seiner Gnaden Glanz
erleucht' unsre Herzen ganz;
der Sünden Nacht ist vergangen.
Halleluja.

Wir essen und leben wohl,
zum süßen Brot geladen;
der alte Sau'rteig nicht soll
sein bei dem Wort der Gnaden.
Christus will die Kost uns sein
und speisen die Seel allein;
der Glaub will keins andern leben.
Halleluja.

Hail the Peace
Hail the Confederation!

i think I've heard this on a yt channel named Adoration of Christ

Russian states of eurasia wrote:“Greetings Admiral, I am His Grand Imperial Majesty’s Voice, and I welcome you to our great nation’s capital. I will be escorting you and your party to the Imperial Palace. I share His Grand Imperial Majesty’s hopes for an alliance between our two grand nations. Now if you will please follow me.”

The Voice starts walking towards the vehicles, gesturing towards the Southern delegation to follow him.

One Empire, One People, One Goal
Hail Eurasia
Hail the Confederation

The delegation followed suit, walking close together, as the 3 of them held the most power in the DCU, and anything that happens to them will surely throw the Southern Republic to war, or other drastic measures the Admiral always avoids lest it is the most necessary

Hail the Confederation!

Hellslayer, Cape canavral, Feuraxia, VlaRiSsiA, and 2 othersRussian states of eurasia, and Holy imperia

Russian states of eurasia

The Dixie Confederate Union wrote:The delegation followed suit, walking close together, as the 3 of them held the most power in the DCU, and anything that happens to them will surely throw the Southern Republic to war, or other drastic measures the Admiral always avoids lest it is the most necessary

Hail the Confederation!

“Please do not be nervous. You and your party are under the protection of the Grand Imperial Guard, one of the most elite military organizations within Eurasia. No harm will be done as long as they are nearby. Now, we must hurry, His Grand Imperial Majesty is waiting, and he does not like waiting.”

One of the guards steps forward and opens the door to the middle car, which the Voice steps into, nodding to the delegation to follow.

One Empire, One People, One Goal
Hail Eurasia
Hail the Confederation

Hellslayer, Cape canavral, The Dixie Confederate Union, Feuraxia, and 2 othersVlaRiSsiA, and Holy imperia

Russian states of eurasia wrote:“Please do not be nervous. You and your party are under the protection of the Grand Imperial Guard, one of the most elite military organizations within Eurasia. No harm will be done as long as they are nearby. Now, we must hurry, His Grand Imperial Majesty is waiting, and he does not like waiting.”

One of the guards steps forward and opens the door to the middle car, which the Voice steps into, nodding to the delegation to follow.

One Empire, One People, One Goal
Hail Eurasia
Hail the Confederation

The delegation walked into the car, less nervous but still on their heels.

Hail the Confederation!

Hellslayer, Feuraxia, VlaRiSsiA, Russian states of eurasia, and 2 othersComplete and utter freedom, and Holy imperia

Military engagement

We demand the start of a Military Pact with the following nations:

- VlaRiSsiA
- The Xaviet Empire

Hail the Confederation

Hellslayer, Tertania, Feuraxia, VlaRiSsiA, and 5 othersRussian states of eurasia, The Very Dark Place, Zalkland, Holy imperia, and Theorite-lonoso

Post self-deleted by Daulmark.

To the Confederation,

For commendable services to the Confederation, the Shadow Cult is pleased to award the following honours:

    Hero of the Confederation, Imperial Loyalist (HCIL)

    Hero of the Confederation, Second Class (HCS)

    • His Supreme Majesty Augistin I, Shadow Emperor of The Shadow Cult of Jocospor (honourific commendation).

    • Regina Imperatina Viktoriya IX of The Imperial Federation of Regna Loreau, Despot of the Confederation (military contributions).

    • Roman Petrovich Murmanov, Grand Imperator of Russian states of eurasia (cultural contributions) (OTO).

    • Akius Mammon, Great Chairman of The destroyers of christianity (cultural contributions) (LoPN).

    • Abbegayl Procter, Cheif Executive Officer of Confederation state broadcasting (cultural contributions).

    Hero of the Confederation, First Class (HCF)

    • His Supreme Majesty Augistin I, Shadow Emperor of The Shadow Cult of Jocospor (honourific commendation).

    • The Lady of Loathing, Elain Curronfold of The Empire of ShrewLlamaLand (administrative contributions).

    • Dame Anastascia Clarke HCS of Hms nhs, Lady Overseer of the Ministry of the Senate (administrative contributions) (previous HCS upgraded).

    • High-Direktor Adalberto Fabian of the Central Imperial Direktorate of The Shadow Cult of Jocospor (administrative contributions).

Congratulations to all the recipients.

Hail the Confederation!

Central Imperial Direktorate
The Shadow Cult of Jocospor
Confederation of Corrupt Dictators

Hellslayer, MineLegotia and Equestria, Cape canavral, The Dixie Confederate Union, and 11 othersTertania, Zicona, Feuraxia, New England INC, VlaRiSsiA, The Yeetusa, Russian states of eurasia, The destroyers of christianity, Hms nhs, Zalkland, and Holy imperia

Is this thing working. One, two, one two.
BANG!
Oi, would you be careful with that statue of me. It is priceless after all
Right, I think this is working now

The Lady Overseer speaks:

The Condeferation,

With the imminent end to the war, I am glad to announce that the Imperial Senate will reopen the moment the war finishes. This will be a day of celebration after a long closure due to those pesky traitors.

I am currently in the ISB while it is being fixed. It will look as good as new as soon as these nice builders finish.

The Ministry of the Senate has started the registry updates once again. For all new nations who have joined us in our lovely Confederation, if you are a member of the World Assembly, you can register a senator with me, and take part in regional politics in the form of the Imperial Senate. Contact me for more information!

Currently, the SUF has stormed into becoming the Opposition party, after the merger with the now defunct DRP. This was a most unexpected twist in the tale, with the party being refounded by the senators from Eternal iron and Zicona after it's dissolvement by me.

Furthermore, the next Presidential election will take start on the 14th May 2021. This date is in about three weeks. This is three weeks where the parties can recruit and campaign for victory. To register your candidacy, contact me today with the information that is stated in the Imperial Senate Act VI.g.

This is the prime time to start the use of the Senate credits. Remember we have the Ministry of the Senate Delivery Express Service. Each party's current balance of Senate credits can be seen in the parties factbook. Contact me for more information.

So, I look forward to the day where I can reopen these halls to you all. Untill then, farewell.

Hail the Confederation!

Jocospor, MineLegotipony, Tertania, Zicona, and 8 othersFeuraxia, New England INC, VlaRiSsiA, Panthera Order, Russian states of eurasia, The destroyers of christianity, Complete and utter freedom, and Holy imperia

Reconstruction of the Celestial Wall

Di Ravello's government decided to rearm and rebuild the Celestial Wall, that line of fortifications that had been used during the Syldavian-Medician War.

"This wall will be more efficient, more powerful and strongly guarded in the event of an outside invasion." According to Defense Minister Rufus Piazzo.

Vive Medici, Hail the Confederation

Zicona, Feuraxia, New England INC, VlaRiSsiA, and 2 othersRussian states of eurasia, and Holy imperia

New east congo

"Monsieur Dzvalo, je viens de trouver une tonne de pétrole sur la région centrale. Environ soixante-sept réserves de pétrole ont été trouvées dans les comtés de Duizut, Tyrien Nord et Sud, Zaizuu, Valecia, Kinsey nord et central, et enfin, Congolai ouest et est. Faisons un échange, M. Dzvalo. Je divise ces réserves, pour que votre pays puisse en avoir, Quel est votre métier, M. Dzvalo?" The colonial president says.
"Mon dieu, Monsieur Kajang, Qu’en est-il d’une tonne d’argent pour aider la population de cette colonie, Que pensez-vous?" The leader of Zalkland, who has colonized this nation.
"Je vais aussi vous donner une tonne de chrome, et de diamants, et certaines de mes réserves de pétrole aussi, qu’en pensez-vous?" Dzvalo says again.
"Très bien, monsieur Dzvalo." Says Pres. Kajang, again.

*Zalkland national anthem and NEC anthem plays*

Hail the confederation!

Hellslayer, Feuraxia, and Zalkland

Holy land of germania

Medici Empire wrote: Operation Green Storm
Holy land of germania

The sky was clear, a light wind was blowing over Germania. Then the church of The Royal Counties of Hamburg and Heide rang at 5.30 p.m.

Suddenly, shrill whistles broke the silence of the capital. Rebel artillery pillaged the city. Teams Pegasus and Tamara had divided their forces. Part of Tamara's forces were bombarding the military barracks with mortars. The rest of the team launched an assault on the streets of the capital with rebels. Military forces briefly resisted before retreating to the government palace.
The armored vehicles crushed the weak barricades of the opponents without concern. The rebels violently broke into the houses and slaughtered anyone who seemed to oppose.

Soon only the center of the city fell to me not. With communications cut and railway lines exploded, no reinforcements seemed to arrive. The armored vehicles surrounded the government palace where the military forces had withdrawn. Barricaded, they sadly awaited their fate. The rebel forces fired several warning shots to call on the government to surrender. Teams Tamara and Pegasus kept watch over city entrances and airspace.

Suddenly, rebels imploded the palace door and broke into the palace, gunfire erupted. Bursts of gunfire and screams.

Then, silence. The royal family was held hostage until the government surrendered completely. No harm would be done to them, it was an order from Teams Pegasus and Tamara. Despite rebel protests, the order was respected. The city was on fire in places. Firefighters were authorized to mobilize. The civilians gradually came out of their hiding places and life resumed more or less its normal course. The Kaiser in Juliana was able to make an announcement on the radio to announce the capture of the capital and the hostage-taking of the royal family. The rebels and Pegasus and Tamara would await the official handover of the remaining government forces.

Hail the Confederation

OOC: I did not consent to this war, I was inactive on the RMB, if would be best if we just retcon this mate. I can’t really RP in the RMB because of things I have to do irl. Maybe another time?(Good stuff you wrote tbh)

PLEASE FORGET I EXIST HERE
HAIL THE CONFEDERATION!

Hellslayer, Feuraxia, VlaRiSsiA, Russian states of eurasia, and 1 otherHoly imperia

Holy land of germania wrote:OOC: I did not consent to this war, I was inactive on the RMB, if would be best if we just retcon this mate. I can’t really RP in the RMB because of things I have to do irl. Maybe another time?(Good stuff you wrote tbh)

PLEASE FORGET I EXIST HERE
HAIL THE CONFEDERATION!

Ooc : understandable have a nice day

Vive Medici, Hail the Confederation

Hellslayer, Feuraxia, New England INC, VlaRiSsiA, and 1 otherHoly land of germania

Months.

Months had passed since Leon had been first placed in the hospital. That rat, Mulligan, had placed him in this spot. He had been tormenting him with emails and letters. He had already agreed to a duel, with whoever came out alive being allowed to leak their side of the story. He knew full well that, if he died here, then his legacy would die here. He had finally, after weeks, been able to get up and walk again. It was exhilarating to not be chained down by the hospital bed, but now, there was a chance for him to be chained down again, this time by the afterlife. And there was no escaping that.

Leon wore a simple white suit, the armored car he drove in black, the color of the reaper. Leon stepped out of the car, and leaned against it, smoking a cigarette as he waited, solemnly. It took about 10 minutes of waiting before another car arrived at the scene. Leon knew who sat in that car. His rival, Mulligan, arrived in an elaborate red limousine, with Mulligan wearing a red and black suit.
Leon sighed, and walked up to Mulligan.

"Hello, friend." Leon said, anger already boiling over him.

"Ah, Basset. Glad to see you're up and walking again. At least, for what time you have left."

"Rather confident, aren't we today?" Leon said, glancing at the nearby dueling ground.

"Well of course, I'm about to remove my biggest political opponent. How could I not be confident?" Mulligan said, his arms widespread.

"Well then, I take it you're not backing down from this?" Leon said, gesturing for a man carrying what he could only assume to be the dueling pistols to come over.

"No." He retorted.

"Then it's settled." Leon said, beginning to walk to the dueling grounds.

The pair walked to the grounds, and stood opposite of each other. The grounds were overgrown, but it was still lush. Leon wondered how much history these grounds carried. Rain began to creep down onto the grounds. The man who accompanied Leon looked between the pair of men, and opened the case. The pistols inside were a much modern iteration of the centuries old dueling pistol, and would only be allowed to carry a single, high power, bullet. The man cleared his throat.

"Now then, gentlemen. I believe the two of you are already accompanied by your seconds, and so before we potentially begin, let us allow your seconds to try and come to an agreement." The man said, as the seconds walked off a few feet, and had a hushed conversation.

Leon's second approached him, and shook his head. No agreement.

"It appears neither party has come to an agreement. So, I believe it is time for this duel to commence. Gentlemen, please take your pistols." The man said, as the two did so.

Leon stared at his pistol, and aimed down the sights for a moment, trying to get a feel for it. He sighed, putting the safety on his pistol. He turned to face Mulligan.

"I believe you know what to do now. Please stand back to back gentlemen, and I shall count down the steps for you."

Leon and Mulligan stood back to back, and Leon sighed, staring forward.

"What, are you afraid of death?" Mulligan said, cockily.

"F*ck off." Leon said, gripping his pistol.

"10, 9, 8, 7.." The man began to count down, and with each step Leon knew he possibly approached closer to his death.

"6, 5, 4.." Mulligan was confident in himself. He knew that this would be the last thing Leon would do. He walked each step, a smirk growing ever larger on his face.

"3, 2, 1.."

Both men turned almost at the same time, and at that moment, both pistols went off simultaneously.

In that moment, time felt like it had frozen. Leon knew he'd hold no regrets for doing this. This was for the lives that died in the Senate Bombing months back. The same bombing orchestrated by Mulligan in an attempt to take out not just him, but all of his political opponents. This was not revenge. This act was more than that.

This was retribution.
With the smell of gunpowder still fresh in the air, one man laid dead in the forest, miles away from civilization. The suit of the man, stained with their blood, the air that was cool and fresh, now smelled like metal. Senator Mulligan laid on his back, a pool of blood spilling from his back, a bullet having gone clean through his chest. Leon stood, his suit torn at the shoulder. Mulligan had missed his shot.

With no words, Leon walked over to the body of Mulligan, took the blood-stained pistol, and his own, and returned them to the case. Nearby doctors walked over to Mulligan's body, and Leon walked to his car, preparing for the long drive home.

He had avenged those who died at the hands of not just Mulligan, but the terrorists who orchestrated the bombing. Yet Leon felt no remorse for his taking of a human life. Whether he'd go to Hell now for killing a man did not matter to him. He had avenged the fallen.

Glory to the Emperor!

Hail the Confederation!

Hellslayer, Tertania, Feuraxia, New England INC, and 4 othersVlaRiSsiA, Russian states of eurasia, Tibranagara, and Holy imperia

Čveilski, 90 Miles From Levastok, Zbetił Ćačerča Control Center

“Comms check, Kolvov.”
“We hear you, just.”
“As long as you can. Ignition in 20.”
...19
...18
...17

“Engine temperature nominal, rupture hydraulics nominal, counter-rotation booster pressure....nominal,...”
...10
...9

“Less than 10 seconds ‘til go.”
“Last checks. We’re strapped in, Čveilski.”
“4, 3, 2,”
[ignition]
“1....rockets on.”

-
-
-
-
-
-

“Can you hear us, Kolvov?”

“...”

“Kolvov, can you hear us?”

“..........we hear you, Čveilčki..”

“Good to hear your voices, Alexei..”

“You son of a b**ch, you went on 2..”
[audible background laughter]

“Detaching, primary rocket now......”

(Hail the confederation)

Hellslayer, Tertania, VlaRiSsiA, and Holy imperia

A jingle comes across the TVs of whoever was watching the news channel. It wasn't many, because it was quite boring and uninformative due to the complete bias. The camera panned to a newsreader.

"Hello, my name's Josh White, our top stories:

Starting off, government officials have imposed a level 6 travel ban on the province of Uthea. This means that travel to this area is completely banned, with only military personnel being let in. A government spokesperson has informed us that 'it seems to be a Kyratean bioweapon that we do not know the full effects of. Right now, it is under control, and the travel ban is simply to stop the spread. It's nothing to worry about.' As he said, it's nothing to worry about. THE EMPIRE has also been denied permission to get footage of the interior. We'll have another segment on this soon.

A spokesman for the Tertanian military has said that the Kyratean resistance, or as they call themselves, the 'Kyrate Liberation Front' have been nearly pacified after an operation by a special forces team. The operation, which took part in the eastern part of Kyrate, neutralised a Kyratean base hidden deep in the mountains. Several commanders and other high-ranking personnel were captured and will soon be trialed. You can find the coverage of that here, or on our free mobile app.

That's it for today..."

The screen cut off into an outro segment. The government spokesperson had, well, lied. They knew the full effects of it, they just didn't want panic to spread. A delegation was also sent to The Yeetusa to inform them of the threat right on their borders, and if any member of the Tertanian military step foot on their land, then it would simply be as a containment measure or an accident.

-

Hail the Confederation!

Hellslayer, Feuraxia, New England INC, VlaRiSsiA, and 2 othersRussian states of eurasia, and Holy imperia

▀▄▀▄▀▄ BUDIAL NEWS NETWORK! ▄▀▄▀▄▀

LEGION BACKED UNIFICATIONALISTS SEIZE POWER!

After several days of violent demonstrations in the East Glukøwz Capital, partisan paramilitary forces from the Silver Legion and Unificationalists stormed the parliament building. Security guards, many already sympathetic to the movement did not attempt to stop the partisans from dragging out government officials and replacing them with members of the Unificationalist aligned 'Glukøwz a Nation' Party.

A large buildup of East Glukøwzian troops has amassed at the Western border under the direction of General Oleksiy Lyaksandro, commander of the armed forces and a key financier of the Unificationalist movement.

The Bank of Feuraxia spokesperson for foreign (intercorporate) relations has denounced the actions of the Silver Legion and Unificationalists, calling for a de-escalation and orderly transition of power in the region.

Independent News that Expands views

Hail the Confederation!

Hellslayer, Tertania, New England INC, VlaRiSsiA, and 3 othersRussian states of eurasia, Daulmark, and Holy imperia

Washington DC, The Dixie Confederate Union

Isabella is standing on the river banks of the Potomac River with her daughter Abigail wondering when Abby pulled her pants so Izzy looked down at her 5 year old daughter, "Yes Sweety?"

Abby looked at her momma with a smile, "Momma when is mommy gonna be back?"

Izzy thought for minute before answering, "Hopefully soon Sweety. Your mommy is meeting some very important people so we will be a few days." Isabella picked up her daughter and began walking to where Jane's home where they entered the kitchen and began making chocolate chip cookies.

Hail the Confederation

Defense of the Empire

Medici Empire
Citate Di Ravello

The round table was strewn with papers and cards, the men around were chatting loudly while smoking. The main door swung open and the general entered, cigar in hand. He sat down gently on his golden seat and said in a slow voice:

"Gentlemen, you know our empire is going through an unprecedented crisis and the war which shook the region has deeply upset our point of view on certain nations. We have received a request some time ago to occupy the forces. of the CDF, we had refused by mutual agreement. However, I fear that the diplomatic channel can not do much to reason the obstinate madmen who threaten us. That is why, and you have surely seen it, I I ordered the reconstruction of the Celestial Wall and as well as the construction of bunkers, forts and other defenses for the empire. If you are here it is because the threat which weighs on the archipelago of Medici is also a threat for the annexed lands of the empire, Borduria, the Jshhsowkausy islands and the others. I am here to listen to your plans of defenses gentlemen ... "

The marshal of the province of Borduria leva and began to speak:

"Borduria is protected in the North by Syldavia, our mutual defense pact could be useful in the event of an invasion, the southern coasts are being reinforced by bunkers, mines and other defenses of all kinds. The Empire's new fleet will have a dedicated space here. Plus we have a natural camouflage that allows us to conceal ourselves just in case. "

One by one the governors, marshals and generals of the annexed states of the empire spoke of their plans. The army began to be mobilized from the four corners of the empire. We installed sirens in the event of an air attack, we carried out military exercises. The empire would wait.

Vive Medici, Hail the Confederation

American Pere Housh wrote:Washington DC, The Dixie Confederate Union

Isabella is standing on the river banks of the Potomac River with her daughter Abigail wondering when Abby pulled her pants so Izzy looked down at her 5 year old daughter, "Yes Sweety?"

Abby looked at her momma with a smile, "Momma when is mommy gonna be back?"

Izzy thought for minute before answering, "Hopefully soon Sweety. Your mommy is meeting some very important people so we will be a few days." Isabella picked up her daughter and began walking to where Jane's home where they entered the kitchen and began making chocolate chip cookies.

Hail the Confederation

Suddenly, Isabella’s phone pinged, a text from Jane.

Hey honey. I’m just waiting on His Grand Imperial Majesty from Russian states of eurasia to be ready for dinner and discussion of our new alliance. I should be back soon, hopefully before Abi’s 6th birthday. Make sure August is doing well on school, she’s been failing Chemistry recently. Love you,

Jane

Hail the Confederarion!

Hellslayer, American Pere Housh, Feuraxia, New England INC, and 3 othersVlaRiSsiA, Russian states of eurasia, and Holy imperia

Russian states of eurasia

Thunk, thunk, thunk....

The sound of a cane is heard as the Grand Imperator enters the grand dining room that his guests sit waiting at. Accompanying him is a group of guards and other important Eurasian officials. He smiles apologetically to his guests.

“I am terribly sorry for the delay, Admiral. I am a very elderly man, and cannot move as quickly as I once did. However, I am glad that I am finally able to meet you, face to face.”

“Allow me to introduce my companions. Standing to my right is my Wrath, Grand Duke Vladimir Murmanov-Putin. Standing to my left is my Voice, Grand Duke Nicholas Murmanov-Stalin. Standing next to the Wrath is the Imperial Minister of Foreign Affairs, Duke Maximus Murmanov. Next to the Voice is the Grand Duchess of Poland, Czesława Murmanova, who requested to be in attendance. There is also the Imperial Minister of Culture and Education, Josef II, and the Imperial Senator of Eurasia, Konstatin Molotov. You perhaps may of heard of Senator Molotov due to his time as Secretary of Defense for the Confederation. Now that I have introduced my colleagues, shall we dine?”

The Grand Imperator gestures towards the large table in the middle of the room.

One Empire, One People, One Goal
Hail Eurasia
Hail the Confederation

Complete and utter freedom

MineLegotipony wrote:-pot snip-

Yen sat on the deck of the cargo ship, watching the waves. Dr. Tennit claimed to have made several breakthroughs but still had not managed to decipher any useful passages. Some of the other cultists were beginning to grumble about being stuck on the boat, and Yen couldn't blame them. But they were almost to the safepoint, and then they would be a whole lot... well, safer.

Yen's thoughts were interrupted by the sound of three D.R.A.G.O.N.s emerging from the water and going supersonic. The drones then dived back towards the ship, pulling up at the last minute to target the bridge and communication antennas. To their credit, the mercenaries opened fire, but the bullets pinged off harmlessly. The D.R.A.G.O.N.s dived again, and the ship shuddered as the propellers were torn away. Then there was silence.

It didn't take a genius to realize what was happening, and so Yen ran to the room where the pot was being kept. When he got there, Dr. Tennit was dead, his throat crushed. The other cultists had been killed in the same brutal manner, and some of their blood had gotten on the table. What was not on the table, however, was the pot.

This I-500 class submarine had been specially modified to accommodate D.R.A.G.O.N.s instead of the normal aircraft, and was on loan to the CUFAFEDI. As the D.R.A.G.O.N.s slide back into their chambers, a nervous junior CUFAFEDI officer waits by the submarine's airlock. Finally it opens, and a man clad in a black, special-ops scuba suit enters the ship. Wordlessly, he hands the officer a small waterproof satchel. The officer looks inside.

"I see you grabbed the pot, but I don't recall the mission brief mentioning any papers."

The man takes off his helmet, and his bald head glints in the blue submarine lights. He turns, and the junior officer gulps nervously, regretting questioning this man.

"They were with the pot and seemed important. Any more useless questions?"

"No. I think that will be all."

The man nods, then walks out of the room. As he ducks to avoid the low bulkhead frame, he steadies himself with his left hand, which leaves four long scratches where his metal fingers slip.

All the world under one roof.

Hail the Confederation!

Hellslayer, Tertania, Feuraxia, New England INC, and 4 othersVlaRiSsiA, The Yeetusa, Russian states of eurasia, and Holy imperia

Even in times of region-wide distress, the grinding of the cogs that form the machine that is VlaRiSsiA never cease. The policy of absolute isolation and a total communications black-out has cast a shadow over the totalitarian empire, the level of secrecy intensifying as of recent times. For the ordinary worker, it’s as if nothing unusual has even happened outside the borders, for the worker simply is not meant to ween on external affairs. For the worker, the infinite cycle of the three-year plan is all the matters.

J0-537 toiled at the mines. He worked, day and night, hacking his pick against the walls of the quarry. His forehead was beaded with sweat and his body was covered head to toe in grime and scrapes, and one of his limbs was missing. But it mattered not, for wounds were merely a distraction from eternal service to the supreme leader. He would eventually unceremoniously perish, but until then his entire life was devoted to his duty. He was but cell in the national body.

The sound of industrial grinding, the clanging of tools, and the hauling of minerals reverberated the entire mining commando. As workers hauled carts across the quarry, the miners each turned in their daily quota of ores. As J0-537 loaded the ore he extracted, he showed robotic discipline but wondered to himself where the carts went. He was born to a family unit assigned as miners, taught from childhood only how to mine and spent all his days and nights mining. He knew nothing about what went on outside the mines, for all he knew the carts led straight into the abyss.

The carts were hauled to a station positioned at the edge of the quarry. As a train halted at the station, the ores were loaded onto the containers to be transported to the nearest foundry.

Vl4-D1317 examined his seared fingers for a split second before going straight back to smelting. Handling the furnace was a strenuous task, but one which Vl4-D1317 had done almost perpetually throughout his working life. Burns were a daily routine, and the smelter could not let the pain distract him from patriotic work. The atmosphere in the facility was hellish, the flames burning away at his lungs while he toiled. The influx of ores just transported from the mines were but a simple routine in the endless cycle.

The smelting of ores into metals and the clashing of tools was deafening. Metal was churned out at rapid speed as workers throughout the facility were each slaving away at the assigned posts. The workers focused solely on their specific task, not one even contemplating the act uttering a word to one another. The metals were hauled into the abyss outside the facility, and Vl4-D1317 could only hope to comprehend where they were headed. The blazing of the furnace was all he ever known since he was born.

The various metals, after cooling, were taken from the facility to the station to be loaded onto yet another train. Once the containers were stuffed with metal castings of all sorts, the transport headed straight to the nearby factory.

Pitch black smog churned from the smokestacks and resonated into the air. Even from inside the factory, DM1-T19 violently coughed as the pollution stung his throat. Nevertheless, he continued toiling at his station monotonously. He spent his days in a weapons manufacturing facility, working almost nonstop for the mass production of guns, shells, military vehicles and chemical weapons. Parts smelted from the metal transported from the foundry advanced towards his post and he performed the same laboring as he’s done his entire life.

DM1-T19 assembled parts relentlessly and without hesitation. Across the aisle, other workers did the same as dark suited officials with barbed batons passed by. Weapons were churning at record rates thanks to the 3-year plan, and to make a slight mistake would be punished with death. The stirring of the smokestacks and whirring of machinery were so ordinary that all the workers would likely go insane without the deafening industrial melody. DM1-T19 quite literally lived in the factory and will die in the factory - and he shall never know where the guns, vehicles and shells he toiled for end up.

The worker is but a cell in the body that is VlaRiSsiA. The worker only knows enough to perform his/her assigned task, nothing more and nothing less. The workers toil for the entirety of their short laborous lives to sustain national productivity, and the unceremonious deaths are meaningless next to the glory of the nation. The three-year plan shall be perpetual, and nothing should stand in the way of productivity. The worker lives working and dies working.

Be Glorious Our Free Swampland!
Hail the Confederation!

Tertania, Feuraxia, New England INC, Medici Empire, and 2 othersRussian states of eurasia, and Holy imperia

MINYAŁĆA ČVERÏ
Presented By Alyosha Solkava

Terror to the East as an armed militant terrorist organisation have taken the Democratic Republic of Glukøwz and stormed the parliamentary building, taking the officials hostage. The Daulmārkian People’s Army, DIČ and ČPEŽAD have completely sealed the DSPR’s border with Glukøwz until given instruction. Currently, the west side of the country is deemed lost and to be abandoned until the government can create an alternative.

Hail the confederation

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