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Could you Tell me more about government control of resources and the economy in grindoligarch
The government controls business; all assets of Grindoligarch are controlled by the Grindoligarchian government. We have a booming economy that strives on technological application and efficiency; all resources are first used to improve Grindoligarch or stimulate the local economy, then stockpiled to a certain amount, and then traded. Once more I must ask; why do you ask? I assure you we are a reliable trading partner, and if this is an ideological thing; we only control the businesses to keep competition and corruption from getting in the way of the greater good.
who is running ocean
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It's not really ideology but it is important information for the economics of grindoligarch and interaction between Heulia and Grindoligarch now I know opening up a store might not be as favorable to a Heulia in grindoligarch.
I have returned with rum!
Territorio di Nessuno, Aerilia, Lorigia, and Libertandonien
As the man touched down on the ground, Jen approached him from his left with her rifle over her shoulder and her helmet under her right arm letting her fairly long, blonde hair fly in the wind, "hey!" she shouted, somewhat startling the man, but gaining his attention, "Who in the blazes are you, and what are you doing on my runway?"
Tanabon, Lorigia, and Warsaw-Halicz
After hearing the proceedings of the Krinslo parliament, the colonies were pissed. The congress had numerous meetings inside of Freetown. However, the Krinslo loyalists (otherwise known as Kingsmen) used this as propaganda.
LUNGI, SIERRA LEONE COLONY
The loyalist grabbed a pedestal and got a horn and started to speak. Lightly, the man blew the horn loudly and brought attention to himself. The numerous people living in the city turned to see the commotion. “Hear ye, hear ye! My name is Sam Trumbull and I am going on the proceedings of the Continental Congress!”
“Hear doth te Rebels who scream, revolution! They have not your interests at heart!” One guy walking by whispered to his team of friends nearby. “My god, tear this dude apart...” he said drawing laughter. “Chaos and bloodshead are not a solution, and this the king won’t leave you astray,” the loyalist continued causing numerous groans from the crowd.
“This Congress does not speak for me!” He yelled. One guy in the corner rose to his feet only to be sat by another friend of his. “They’re playing a dangerous game! Pray the king shows his mercy! For shame! For shame!”
And with that, the man was up. He got into the face of the loyalist. Alexander Aitchison, who would be named a founding father, got into the face of the the major loyalist who was giving the proceedings.
“Hear doth-“ the loyalist began
“For the rebel cause, for the ones-“ Aitchison interrupted,
“Who scream-“ the loyalist yelled,
“REVOLUTION,” they both yelled,
“They have not your interests at hear-“ the loyalist spoke,
Aitchison interjected, “Hard to listen to you with a straight face,” he said. The loyalist got back up. “Chaos and bloodshed-“ he began again. “Already haunt as a solution, and I hope the king leaves us astray!” Aitchison yelled.
“This Congress does not speak for me!” The loyalist yelled,
“My dog speaks more eloquently,” Alexander smirked,
“They’re playing a dangerous game,” the loyalist came back with,
“Surely you’ll manage the same!” Alexander shot back,
“Pray the king shows his mercy!” He yelled,
Alexander smirked, “Is he in Haiti?”
The loyalist got back on his feet. “For shame!” He yelled. Alexander raised a fist to the sky, “For the revolution!” He yelled. The rest of the crowd yelled, “FOR THE REVOLUTION!” The loyalist came back ready to speak. Aitchison nipped that plot. “Repeat yourself again, I will scream. Look at me, please don’t repeat!” He yelled.
The loyalist got into his face. “Not your interests!” Aitchison raised a fist and punched the loyalist. “Why should land to the south regulate the price of life!” The friend busted in. “Alexander, please!” The guards busted through. “Silence! A message from the king!” They read the taxes and that the Krinslo would be inserting more troops. The crowd groaned even more.
Wait did it ping you?
So that'll mean everyone I mentioned got a ping...
Well that's not good
Well you're doing great at it!
Alunya, Zazumo, Territorio di Nessuno, Praeceps, and 1 otherLorigia
This is why I mentioned we weren't looking for investors. But we'd have no problem with a Heulia opening a store supervised by Grindoligarch. We'd be willing to create ports were Heulias can trade their goods either under Grindoligarchian enforcement or with Grindoligarchian controlled sectors.
What exactly would they be enforcing? I would assume safety laws, but anything else?
Ok. :‘(
Uh... Hey?
Flores backed off, an expression of confusion and surprise on his face. He had not expected anything of this sort to be what he saw when he disembarked from the aircraft. A woman, clearly in some branch of the armed forces, most likely a pilot, greeting him with a rifle and A quizzical attitude. He backed away for a second, before the TCIA Operative exited the aircraft with his hand in his coat, holding the grip of his 1903 Hamerless. Witherspoon spoke with the calm but blunt tone.
"Ma'am, please put the gun on the ground. This is The President of the United States of Tanabon, President Daniel Flores. Please do as I say, I don't want anyone to get hurt. And please tell me, who might you be?"
Flores, seeing as he wasn't in as much of a danger of getting shot now smiled warily at the Woman.
"Yeah, I'm from Tanabon. We were supposed to meet someone from your nation here to forge relations, after all, democracies have to stick together, an I right?" He turned around and looked at Witherspoon.
"Richard, take your hand off your gun, please. We don't want to antagonize anyone."
Witherspoon was locked onto the female on the airstrip, his eyes peering through the sunglasses on his face. His emotions on his face were unmoving as he took his hand off his gun, but inside the anxiety was up there. He nodded at Flores.
The two stood awkwardly for a moment, before asking "so, uh... what happened? Are we at the wrong runway? I apologize if that's the case. So, your in the military? I was as well, one of the best times of my life, other than my new job, of course." Flores let out a nervous chuckle, and hopes to God that he didn't slip up.
-Products being sold
-Security
-Who's being sold to
-Safety laws
Territorio di Nessuno, Aerilia, and Libertandonien
None of my questions got answered :(
Or asked properly... *cough Zazumo cough*
And no, it's not my fault you and other people posted stuff, how many posts would I have liked? 10?
Well I'm sorry I was a horrible ama host. I'm just going to pack my things and leave. Are you happy now? >:(
Aerilia, Deerfenland, and Lanorth
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