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Age of Nations [Post 1815 to 1915 RP]

Hang on... Taking the mantle of Former nation of the Tyrant why are people deciding for me what happens to him? Unless the gm specifically stated where he is, I believe that is down to me

CLOSED.

The Morning After...

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Where: Jack's Apartment - 'Cool Beanz'
Who: Nobody

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Breakfast was sunflower seeds in Greek yogurt, a spoonful of raspberry jam through it to add a splash of colour and flavour. In Jack's cheap ceramic bowl is seemed so studen that Jack had to laugh at himself, it was still better he had eaten at home. In the darkness of his room with curtains drawn, Jack was the king of his own castle. Sliding into his sheets one limb at a time, Jack nestled amongst the warmth and practically purred in the contentedness. Swirling his food around he lifted up his food, looking into the yogurt he could see the party. The blaring music, the dancing, the fight, and her. He hadn't stopped thinking about her since had gotten home, nor had he stopped when he had fallen asleep. She was a breath of fresh air in what had threatened to be a stale evening. Then, much to Jack's self-chastising, he remembered he was looking at food and pressed the cold metal spoon into his mouth. It tasted sharp, cutting through the heady memories and bringing him back to the present. It was the weekend, he had a shift later that night, but for now he had the day to himself. As he did most days. Not that he minded for the most part, it gave him a chance to write.

What he would write, he was not sure, the finished product was still fluid in his mind and he needed a chaos as well as a solitude to let his creative juices flowing. Clambering back out of bed he alternated between spoonfuls of bliss, and packing a bag to go out, as well as dressing himself appropriately for public. A baggy t-shirt and pajama bottoms made way for light blue skinny jeans and a red plaid shirt, before he grabbed the one thing that brought him down to the level of those basic white girls, his Uggs. When he had scooped the last dollop of white goodness into the maw of his gullet, Jack collected his laptop, over-ear headphones and a chunky book in case he needed a break. Packed away into a rough looking leather messenger bag that had been with him since his first day of middle school. Throwing the strap on his shoulder, he grabbed his keys and wallet from the bowel they inevitably made their bed for the nights Jack was at his humble abode. Taking the stairs down, he had always hated lifts, two at a time he stepped out into weather almost as sharp as the breakfast that had been washed away from his pallette by his mint toothpaste.

In a second, Jack wished he had brought a jacket out with him, and his clutched his arms a little to stop the hairs from rising in goosebumps. Before long, the cold deadened his nerve endings to the cold and he was able to walk along at a more normal saunter. The walk to the nearby coffee place was simple 'Cool Beanz' whilst a little tacky and not at all high brow, was quirky in it's own way, making every customer feel special and always having a spot by a mains socket free for Jack to park himself by. His usual order, green tea, arrived in a large steaming mug. The sizes normally stopped at medium but this had been his haunt from the moment he had gotten off the plane, for a few extra bucks they were happy to use what was practically a soup bowl. Lifting his laptop out of his bag, he slid headphones over his ears and plugged them in at the side, the system was already booted up and it took a few moments to load up the appropriate software and programmes. Before long Jack was skimming through sound files and testing a mixture of audio effects. The song, from the night before, needed tuning to the needs he had, it was going to be a long day of editing. The smooth taste of tea would keep him strong.

Age of Nations [Post 1815 to 1915 RP]

Can I be reminded what the date for the change of turn is? I want to see my colonies before I decide actions...if that isn't possible for this turn please let me know. @Theodorable

Age of Nations [Post 1815 to 1915 RP]

@NecroKnight @The Nexerus - guys...stop...I'm doing it, let's move onto RP. Yus? No OOC arguing

Age of Nations [Post 1815 to 1915 RP]

*Sigh* I will make Civitas the tyrant, we shall say it was formerly held by the tyrant who was deposed upon defeat. However, Tyrant manages to steal a huge fortune of treasure and what not, which then is pumped into the Civitas economy and the people. However, with defeat the country has it's borders reduced and restricted, losing a great deal of land at home (Not in the colonies). Then becomes a point of debate "Was letting the UTC with a slap across the wrists just or too lenient?" The state of the army can be down to the current administration being very jingoistic on returning these lost lands and supporting a strong army in the state.

EDIT: However having one of the smallest pops for a great power and smaller military, may I then take that the military is super advanced only because steamrolling a continent without numbers would be nigh impossible.

Edit 2: Can I get a rough date for the Tyrant to be deposed so I can do my first post pre-1915

Men vs. Women Race to 1000

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Age of Nations [Post 1815 to 1915 RP]

Damn... The roll gods were with me... Also I can't see any province names on the Civitas map? Out of interest can I get them so I know where to suppress the mindless serfs :3

Edit: Also, people, please Pm me for a joint history collab with Civitas

Age of Nations [Post 1815 to 1915 RP]

I can post a World Map and a Continental Map, though I feel it urges people to try and choose their location, which is randomized.

@Theodorable

I'm happy to wait for now, let you roll and sheet to your hearts content before seeing it all, since the moment we all see it, it does urge placement.

Age of Nations [Post 1815 to 1915 RP]

Nation Name: The United Territories of Civitas (the UTC)



Head of State, Age: Consuls Constantine Andius Felusia (61) and Quintus Gowius Tritus (49)

Capital: Civdinium

City Names:
Tralisia
Fucca
Gelia
Antiochus
Rillum
Putta
Cincinatis
Gundunum
Alicius
Andunnus

Province Names:
Gowii
Andii
Triarii
Antonii
Tulii

Emphasis:
-- Stability.
-- Size.
-- Population.
-- Colonies. < we got dose mad colonies bruh
-- Military. < and dose boys in the funny uniforms
-- Navy.
-- Economy.
-- Education.
-- Protectorates.

Brief History: The land of the UTC occupies the former petty kingdoms of multiple families, whose names lend themselves to the provinces they are divided into. Built on the bedrock of liberalism, the common good and popularism; the UTC has all but failed in most of these regards. Elected political offices in the last 100 years have in fact been delivered into the hands of the ruling families through entirely undemocratic methods. This is based on the warlike nature of the people, in fighting and brawl are as much a part of politics as war, and this means that the UTC has been a fairly active member of the last few wars to plague the world. Whilst also one of the most effective, military technology is invested into heavily for a large and professional army that is well equipped and supplied, sometimes at the cost of the public. As well as this, jingoistic tendancies have given them colonial holdings that bring them into the rank of 'Empire', and in turn this colonies provide forces and goods to fuel the continued efforts of the UTC to embroil itself in the King making of the world.

Men vs. Women Race to 1000

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