@ClocktowerEchosDidn't I already explain this one? I had an analysis of modern memes on the basis of economic and material conditions through the lens of the class divide.
One with less communism plz
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Lord Aldwyn Gerantius
"The Heart of All"
"The Heart of All"
"Of course, I am well aware that while our people have the fire burning in their hearts for vengeance cannot accurately be portrayed by the illustrious Ostreian Black Army." Aldwyn dabbed his mouth with a napkin once he finished chewing a piece of meat, "As such, let me lay out my current military plans which I have envisioned: A recruitment and arming process will obviously have to happen and I will not lie and say that it will be cheap and quick. As such, to stem the green horde, I propose that our finest and most loyal men sally out and preform precision strikes on their vulnerable areas. Using skilled bowmen to pick off their leadership from afar, using cavalry to quickly raid their outlying camps to spread panic and the use of terror to slow them down while we rebuilt our strengths. Under ideal circumstances such actions would be enough to defeat the orcs but I am not so foolishly optimistic to believe in that dream. As such, I am willing to provide 4,000 of my finest riders to this cause and potentially more should it find traction.
Now, in paying for it, I find a potential boon for Osteria. I foresee an obvious increase in the demand of iron and a slightly smaller increase for grain. War taxes shall be levied with special exemptions to those who join the ranks of the Black Army and equipped themselves to some degree. I also propose a "penny-a-pound" tax where all trade is subject to a one penny tax per pound of goods; a small enough tax that it should not disturb the daily going-ons of mercantilism while also trickling in some income for military usage."
Craning his head ever so slightly towards Anfel, "And, if I may be as so bold, propose that we attempt a defensive alliance with both the Elves and the Dwarves. As previously stated, we ALL live in Osteria and that if one of us falls to the Orc menace, all of us very well may. Surely they will see the need for their own warriors to pick up arms against a foe that threatens us all and there are some in this very room whose skills will become invaluable for when that time comes.
This also transitions nicely into my second, related topic of our brothers and sisters who also share this land. Provided I am so graciously granted the power to do so, I plan to meet with both races's representatives. It could also be an opportune time to try and strike a deal with them in this new trifecta alliance and usher in a new age of cooperation."
Now addressing what his compatriot, Lord James Conrad, Aldwyn raised his voice, "Just because the orc's have bested us once does not mean they shall do it again! I do trust that those here with the most intensely fire of revenge burning with in them shall see to it that such incidents shan't happen again. I advise the greater use of scouting parties to counter act ambushes in this case, if my limited military mind does suggest.
The beasts of the Floodplains are a problem yes, but have you no faith in your vassal good Duke of the Summit? I do believe it fit to grant him a reprieve from any conscription or recruitment for the safety of his own lands, but do you truly see Baron Conrad Sforza as such a man incapable of leading men to defend his own homeland? Do you share such thoughts that all of us are so weak? Is that why you are so hesitant to make war? Why you have yet to volunteer a single man of your own while I have already openly stated I am offering half of my finest horsemen to do battle despite you being in one of the safest locations in the empire? With all due respect, I do not call myself a military man but even scholars are known to have a spine man! And please do tell where this 'rebellion' that would 'quickly rise up' come from? With someone so inexperienced with matters of administration and stewardship at the helm, I can only imagine why someone would say that!
And you continue to mock us with words such as 'I can see the fear in your eyes when you speak of the orcs' to the man who up until recent voted for you! The man known as Lord Demorotius! Do you fail to see the flaming passion of hate and contempt which he holds for the vile orcs? You call for drawing back because as a leader of the people you would fail to do what a king is supposed to do: protect them! Now is not the time to cower away while the green tide grows ever larger. No, now is our time to stand strong and unite and to tell those monsters we know NO fear and that they will get NO mercy and NO rest until every last one of their heads stands upon a pike atop this hall!"
Aldwyn's voice was loud and passionate but still firmly in his control, his passions may have rose but not his temper and gracefully retired to his seat and cleared his throat, waiting for a response to his speech.
Now, in paying for it, I find a potential boon for Osteria. I foresee an obvious increase in the demand of iron and a slightly smaller increase for grain. War taxes shall be levied with special exemptions to those who join the ranks of the Black Army and equipped themselves to some degree. I also propose a "penny-a-pound" tax where all trade is subject to a one penny tax per pound of goods; a small enough tax that it should not disturb the daily going-ons of mercantilism while also trickling in some income for military usage."
Craning his head ever so slightly towards Anfel, "And, if I may be as so bold, propose that we attempt a defensive alliance with both the Elves and the Dwarves. As previously stated, we ALL live in Osteria and that if one of us falls to the Orc menace, all of us very well may. Surely they will see the need for their own warriors to pick up arms against a foe that threatens us all and there are some in this very room whose skills will become invaluable for when that time comes.
This also transitions nicely into my second, related topic of our brothers and sisters who also share this land. Provided I am so graciously granted the power to do so, I plan to meet with both races's representatives. It could also be an opportune time to try and strike a deal with them in this new trifecta alliance and usher in a new age of cooperation."
Now addressing what his compatriot, Lord James Conrad, Aldwyn raised his voice, "Just because the orc's have bested us once does not mean they shall do it again! I do trust that those here with the most intensely fire of revenge burning with in them shall see to it that such incidents shan't happen again. I advise the greater use of scouting parties to counter act ambushes in this case, if my limited military mind does suggest.
The beasts of the Floodplains are a problem yes, but have you no faith in your vassal good Duke of the Summit? I do believe it fit to grant him a reprieve from any conscription or recruitment for the safety of his own lands, but do you truly see Baron Conrad Sforza as such a man incapable of leading men to defend his own homeland? Do you share such thoughts that all of us are so weak? Is that why you are so hesitant to make war? Why you have yet to volunteer a single man of your own while I have already openly stated I am offering half of my finest horsemen to do battle despite you being in one of the safest locations in the empire? With all due respect, I do not call myself a military man but even scholars are known to have a spine man! And please do tell where this 'rebellion' that would 'quickly rise up' come from? With someone so inexperienced with matters of administration and stewardship at the helm, I can only imagine why someone would say that!
And you continue to mock us with words such as 'I can see the fear in your eyes when you speak of the orcs' to the man who up until recent voted for you! The man known as Lord Demorotius! Do you fail to see the flaming passion of hate and contempt which he holds for the vile orcs? You call for drawing back because as a leader of the people you would fail to do what a king is supposed to do: protect them! Now is not the time to cower away while the green tide grows ever larger. No, now is our time to stand strong and unite and to tell those monsters we know NO fear and that they will get NO mercy and NO rest until every last one of their heads stands upon a pike atop this hall!"
Aldwyn's voice was loud and passionate but still firmly in his control, his passions may have rose but not his temper and gracefully retired to his seat and cleared his throat, waiting for a response to his speech.
Banned for not doing your job for the good of the state.
Our military will be reformed to include knights in magic armor with massive fuck all great swords and Miyazaki-san will be known as a national hero.
"What's the appeal of dancing, nightclubs, and the party life in general?"
Because people feel the need to interact with other human beings in a manner which involves terrible loud music, terrible dancing, drinking, possibly drugs while attempting to cop a feel or get lucky to varying degrees of success or lack thereof.
Someone explain to me the appeal of post-ironic meta memes and why is this one dude I know trying to make a serious presentation on the evolution of the meme and what ironic and meta memes are like.
Because people feel the need to interact with other human beings in a manner which involves terrible loud music, terrible dancing, drinking, possibly drugs while attempting to cop a feel or get lucky to varying degrees of success or lack thereof.
Someone explain to me the appeal of post-ironic meta memes and why is this one dude I know trying to make a serious presentation on the evolution of the meme and what ironic and meta memes are like.
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Lord Aldwyn Gerantius
"The Heart of All"
"The Heart of All"
Now turning to face charming half-elf Duchess of Enea, experienced amiability continue to fill the aurora around Aldwyn and laced his words with a friendly tone. He knew what elves and dwarves were like through mostly books although in his time he did meet with them more than once on everything from serious talks of policies to jovial camaraderie.
"Lady Anfel, your grace," Aldwyn nodded at his newest questioner, "It is my personal belief that although they are in what is considered the lands of Osteria, they should not be down trodden upon. Local leaders should have their own voice in matters concerning their realms so long they do not purposely incite violence or trouble upon the rest of the people who inhabit this beautiful land; those who know their people make the best leaders of said people rather than outsiders who simply push their will on to others. While completely sovereignty may not be possible at this time, a level of independence is more than achievable in my views. They ought to be given a level of fairness amongst the society of men, guaranteed by law so that they may not have to face anymore hardships than what life already thrusts upon them.
Osteria should not treat the likes of Elves and Dwarves differently because they maybe be shorter or have sharper ears; we are all living within the borders of Osteria together wether we like it or not so why not try to make the best of it eh? I should need not mention the skills and resources which the races of Elves and Dwarves bring such as forestry and metal working. If Osteria is to cut herself off from interaction with any outsiders, she would be cutting her own wrists and while she may stand for a while, she will inevitably suffer and fall and her people with her."
"Lady Anfel, your grace," Aldwyn nodded at his newest questioner, "It is my personal belief that although they are in what is considered the lands of Osteria, they should not be down trodden upon. Local leaders should have their own voice in matters concerning their realms so long they do not purposely incite violence or trouble upon the rest of the people who inhabit this beautiful land; those who know their people make the best leaders of said people rather than outsiders who simply push their will on to others. While completely sovereignty may not be possible at this time, a level of independence is more than achievable in my views. They ought to be given a level of fairness amongst the society of men, guaranteed by law so that they may not have to face anymore hardships than what life already thrusts upon them.
Osteria should not treat the likes of Elves and Dwarves differently because they maybe be shorter or have sharper ears; we are all living within the borders of Osteria together wether we like it or not so why not try to make the best of it eh? I should need not mention the skills and resources which the races of Elves and Dwarves bring such as forestry and metal working. If Osteria is to cut herself off from interaction with any outsiders, she would be cutting her own wrists and while she may stand for a while, she will inevitably suffer and fall and her people with her."
Lord Aldwyn Gerantius
"The Heart of All"
"The Heart of All"
Turning to Demotoriaus, Aldwyn knew that now the quests would begin to come in, he would have to truly prove himself. If he wanted the vote of Demotoriaus, he would need to show some real competence as part of him felt that he didn't quite enjoy the food as he sent away the servants who offered him Marethian treats; a shame really but it was his loss in that regard not Aldwyn's.
"As I have said before good Lord Demotoriaus," the Duke of Marethia began once again, projecting his voice in a stern and confident but amicable tone, "I will certainly continue the most righteous crusade against the green filth which plagues our southern lands and threatens our people. The soul of King Tibault calls for vengeance and who are we to deny our beloved liege's final wish! So yes, I shall continue to seek the end of the Orc tribes and hordes for the good of Osteria! However, I am no blinded fool; my own martial skill is not worthy of that to lead armies unto the glorious fields of battle, it is a great shame of mine but I'm afraid that we are not all born perfect. To that end, I shall see that a most qualified Lord be appointed as High Marshal of the armies who will take on all the glory and victory which such a position affords them! If you worry I shall play no part in this most just act of war, fear naught for I shall be using what skills I have to ensure that our troop's logistical situation is at its finest so our men and commanders can focus on the fighting! And should the treasury and circumstance allow it, I will see to the construction and fortification of defenses."
With one confident cock of his head and a confident smile, Lord Gerantius turned to his compatriot and ask, "Lord Demotoriaus, is that a satisfactory answer thou looked for?"
"As I have said before good Lord Demotoriaus," the Duke of Marethia began once again, projecting his voice in a stern and confident but amicable tone, "I will certainly continue the most righteous crusade against the green filth which plagues our southern lands and threatens our people. The soul of King Tibault calls for vengeance and who are we to deny our beloved liege's final wish! So yes, I shall continue to seek the end of the Orc tribes and hordes for the good of Osteria! However, I am no blinded fool; my own martial skill is not worthy of that to lead armies unto the glorious fields of battle, it is a great shame of mine but I'm afraid that we are not all born perfect. To that end, I shall see that a most qualified Lord be appointed as High Marshal of the armies who will take on all the glory and victory which such a position affords them! If you worry I shall play no part in this most just act of war, fear naught for I shall be using what skills I have to ensure that our troop's logistical situation is at its finest so our men and commanders can focus on the fighting! And should the treasury and circumstance allow it, I will see to the construction and fortification of defenses."
With one confident cock of his head and a confident smile, Lord Gerantius turned to his compatriot and ask, "Lord Demotoriaus, is that a satisfactory answer thou looked for?"
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Lord Regent Karthis
"Reentering real space sir!" In accordance with their agreement, Karthis had agreed to assist Gregori in his newest conquest to secure his holdings. From what he had gathered, a large chaos incursion was happening on a Forge World called "Amatheus"; it didn't take a genius to realize what the forces of the fallen could do with the industrial might of such a planet, even if it was but a humble "forge moon".
"All weapon crews are ready on standby!"
"Garrisons have been deployed, ships now in lockdown against boarding actions!"
“Reserves are awaiting tasking!”
"Fighters are warming up, ready for deployment!"
"Automated defense servitors are online!"
“All churches have begun prayer service!”
“Architeks are on stand by for repair and resupply!”
“House Albnorn awaits your command sir!”
“Engines and generates at optimal capacity, power levels stable!”
“Purity seals and wards have been reapplied!”
“Fleet ships report they have entered real space and are at the ready!”
“All systems await your command milord, our will is at your command.”
Karthis smiled, it was showtime, “This is the Lord Regent speaking!” His voice boomed across the Ark, “Ready yourselves, combat is upon us! Imperium Aeturnum!”
With an eldritch blast, the Ark Imperialis burst out of the Warp, perhaps a little too close to the enemy fleet but ready none the less. A sole strike cruiser, foolish enough to be near the space hulk when exited the war found itself torn asunder and shattered upon impact, dwarfed by the might of what was now surely the largest ship in the Imperium Reborn’s fleet.
Taking initiative, Karthis was already sending his ships forward into the fray. It might not have been Gregori’s original plan, but Karthis wasn’t about to let him take all the glory. Besides, the sudden chaos of a space hulk appearing with a supporting fleet had clearly thrown the heretic fleet into disarray, understandably not expecting something of such size attacking them. With any luck, Gregori would have his ships take advantage of this very successful shock attack.
Broadcasting across all open vox channels, Karthis delivered an ultimatum to the Chaos Fleet:
"All weapon crews are ready on standby!"
"Garrisons have been deployed, ships now in lockdown against boarding actions!"
“Reserves are awaiting tasking!”
"Fighters are warming up, ready for deployment!"
"Automated defense servitors are online!"
“All churches have begun prayer service!”
“Architeks are on stand by for repair and resupply!”
“House Albnorn awaits your command sir!”
“Engines and generates at optimal capacity, power levels stable!”
“Purity seals and wards have been reapplied!”
“Fleet ships report they have entered real space and are at the ready!”
“All systems await your command milord, our will is at your command.”
Karthis smiled, it was showtime, “This is the Lord Regent speaking!” His voice boomed across the Ark, “Ready yourselves, combat is upon us! Imperium Aeturnum!”
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With an eldritch blast, the Ark Imperialis burst out of the Warp, perhaps a little too close to the enemy fleet but ready none the less. A sole strike cruiser, foolish enough to be near the space hulk when exited the war found itself torn asunder and shattered upon impact, dwarfed by the might of what was now surely the largest ship in the Imperium Reborn’s fleet.
Taking initiative, Karthis was already sending his ships forward into the fray. It might not have been Gregori’s original plan, but Karthis wasn’t about to let him take all the glory. Besides, the sudden chaos of a space hulk appearing with a supporting fleet had clearly thrown the heretic fleet into disarray, understandably not expecting something of such size attacking them. With any luck, Gregori would have his ships take advantage of this very successful shock attack.
Broadcasting across all open vox channels, Karthis delivered an ultimatum to the Chaos Fleet:
“Attention, slaves of Chaos, you end is nigh! You shall be crushed under the foot of the Ark Imperialis and the holy armada of Emperor Gregori! Breath your last breath, traitors, for your void-bound graves shall give you none! In the name of the Emperor, let none of you survive! In the name of all of mankind, you heretics SHALL be PURGED!”
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