Vilageidiotx

Precipice of War - We Write Under The Sign Of The Goat

@The Grey Warden
To expand on what @Vilageidiotx wrote some other further information about RP France:

Through the seventies the nation was presided over by a self-insert President titled "Monsieur Greene". President Greene largely engaged in large-scale infrastructural programs of motherland France and neglected its colonies. So much so as part of its abilities to pay for this they sold Algeria to the Turks or something, who then sold half of it to Spain. France's negligence also lead to the ultimate usurpation of French colonial government in Indochina by Chinese-sponsored revolutionaries in Laos and Vietnam, Cambodia was jockeyed out by convincing the monarchy to denounce Europe.

France was also a member of the very short-lived Central Eurasian League which sought to balance power against the Russians by recruiting the Germans and I think Spain into a international league of nations ran by the Ottoman Turks. This however fell apart when Greene decided to have France invaded for revenge of not getting Alascea-Lorraine back in the Great War. They however failed this mission and withdrew from Germany when their goals were not met.

An indirect effect of this war in the broader Francosphere could be interpreted as the loss of French Guyana to Brazil and many of their other over-seas colonies to some extent. Madagascar is still a French African colony, I'd hazard to say the only European colony not Spanish left in Africa. And they still got their Pacific islands but in the one time I've written anything within them they were merely French in name only and acted on some level of autonomy.

The French are also allied with Spain who is fighting the perceived socialist government of Yaqob, Emperor of Ethiopia or the Pan-African Empire.

Some parts of the above are certainly canon. The second German (or Prussian)-Franco war being one, the short-lived CEL alliance that war ended, and the loss of French Guyana and Indochina. And I think they're still aligned with Spain.

@Dinh AaronMk

Woah woah woah woah. Most of that is non canon. I wouldn't even recommend referencing ninety percent of that mess. As far as I am concerned, what is in the plot summaries is the entirety of what is required canon.

Military RPs- a Cause for Debate

Another way of doing it is breaking down the real world version and stylizing it, just as fiction has done since time immemorial. Sort of like how the Victorian and Edwardian eras were boiled down to a stylized "Steam Punk", more modern forms of warfare could similarly be simplified and fictionalized until you have something like "Atomic Punk", but for a larger era.

Hell, I would describe Precipice styles as a sort of mix between Atomic Punk and a similar stylization of the sixties and seventies Cold war.

The Tale of Billy Tilly

Billy Tilly decided to visit the local inn, the Ploughin' Pony. And then his skeleton burst from his body, killing him. The skeleton, now free, decided that it was about time to leave this swingin' brony sex motel and go become an economist. He went to the nearest hat shop and bought a nice black top hat with the money he got off of his old skin, several now dead hookers, and the wishes of little boys and girls. The black hat soon taught Billy Tilly's skeleton the basics of identity fraud to help his education as an economist. With his new tool, the skeleton went down the street pointing out frauds, until he pointed at a cop and was tazed right in the calcium. The men took him into the prisons but he was, however, soon released- as skeletons are very white. Now an ex-con, the skeleton wrote a book about economy from the perspective of a prison-bound human skeleton. Said book exploded in popularity and profits, inflating both his wallet and his ego. His ego got so big that it burst from his bones, killing him. Billy Tilly's ego went to find a new host, and found a small Kentucky boy named Tilly Billy who loved to play the spoons. Now, the spoons he played was a convoluted instrument that involved lining up a number couples spooning based on the pitch of their voice, and pressing them together using a complex piano-style machine that caused them to sigh, allowing the spoon player to make melodies out of sensual moans. The purchase and operating costs of this instrument had bankrupted Tilly Billy's family, but armed with Billy Tilly's demonaic ego, he went into poverty with the machine still thinking himself the best composer in the world. Tilly Billy finally died of STDs in 6900, Which led the possessing ego to go find another host in the streets of Brooklyn.

Who happened to be a teenage girl who had so many highlights in her hair she looked like a walking skittles commercial. This girl's name for Silly Milly, and each skittle-colored highlight represented her passion for the gay community. But she was in reality a cis-tranz neo-reactionary Nazi spy working for the Russians. Silly Milly had already successfully taken over Brookyln from the inside, and was about to catch a tram to New York until Billy Tilly's ego took her over. Billy Tilly's ego taught Silly Milly in the ways of the patriarchy, which have long been illegal, at least since the great purge of White men in 3030. She grew a beard, bought a two-pronged cross, and began preaching the gospel about how the Pope was a dick and men were the shit. One day, her sermon was interrupted and her soapbox kicked over by the Matriarchio Mob, who threatened to smash all her windows unless she started paying them 'Oppression Tax'. Preaching one last time, Silly Milly transformed Billy Tilly's Ego into a gay guardian angel to fight off the mob. The gay guardian angel battled the mobsters for twelve days and twelve nights until the eve of Leif Erikson Day. On the thirteenth day, the lord spake to the mob.

"Jet fuel can't melt steel beams" boomed the Lord. At that moment, the Lord exploded into 1,000 meaty chunks, which fed the patriarchal rebels for 1337 days, and 1337 nights. This event became known as the 666th Christmas miracle, and has been celebrated by patriarchals for thousands of years. On that 1,337th night, Silly Milly and her patriarchal rebels stormed Fort Cox, a place in which the matriarchy stores all of the male genitalia, where it can't hurt anyone. This activated a nuke that shot Billy Tilly's ego into outer space, in search of a new world.

Billy Tilly's ego landed on a planet where everything was the same except that animals used toilets and people did their business in the grass or on the sidewalks. The ego possessed a large human dropping, and raised an army of misused grass fields to fight against the Illumanati. With the grass suddenly in the revolt, the strange planet began to look like northern Utah.

Precipice of War - We Write Under The Sign Of The Goat

@Dinh AaronMk, I got your message from the topic you posted on the topic about military roleplays.

This looks interesting as I am in a few nation roleplays. Is France open?

@The Grey Warden

Yes it is. Quite open, really.

We've had France's before, but they never lasted long and never had a long term consequences. The only requirements for a France is this:

Invaded by the German Empire during the Great War, it was one of the nations most affected. It has since recovered but traces of the Great War's effects still linger. Nearly all of it colonies were lost - some through revolts, others more peacefully - as a result of the war. Unable to manage its Algerian territories, and hoping to help its economy recover, Algeria was sold to the Spanish in the early 1970s.

Plot Summary for France

Everyone plays

"Nursing Home for Supernatural Old Folk"

The Tale of Billy Tilly

Billy Tilly decided to visit the local inn, the Ploughin' Pony. And then his skeleton burst from his body, killing him. The skeleton, now free, decided that it was about time to leave this swingin' brony sex motel and go become an economist. He went to the nearest hat shop and bought a nice black top hat with the money he got off of his old skin, several now dead hookers, and the wishes of little boys and girls. The black hat soon taught Billy Tilly's skeleton the basics of identity fraud to help his education as an economist. With his new tool, the skeleton went down the street pointing out frauds, until he pointed at a cop and was tazed right in the calcium. The men took him into the prisons but he was, however, soon released- as skeletons are very white. Now an ex-con, the skeleton wrote a book about economy from the perspective of a prison-bound human skeleton. Said book exploded in popularity and profits, inflating both his wallet and his ego. His ego got so big that it burst from his bones, killing him. Billy Tilly's ego went to find a new host, and found a small Kentucky boy named Tilly Billy who loved to play the spoons. Now, the spoons he played was a convoluted instrument that involved lining up a number couples spooning based on the pitch of their voice, and pressing them together using a complex piano-style machine that caused them to sigh, allowing the spoon player to make melodies out of sensual moans. The purchase and operating costs of this instrument had bankrupted Tilly Billy's family, but armed with Billy Tilly's demonaic ego, he went into poverty with the machine still thinking himself the best composer in the world. Tilly Billy finally died of STDs in 6900, Which led the possessing ego to go find another host in the streets of Brooklyn.

Who happened to be a teenage girl who had so many highlights in her hair she looked like a walking skittles commercial. This girl's name for Silly Milly, and each skittle-colored highlight represented her passion for the gay community. But she was in reality a cis-tranz neo-reactionary Nazi spy working for the Russians. Silly Milly had already successfully taken over Brookyln from the inside, and was about to catch a tram to New York until Billy Tilly's ego took her over. Billy Tilly's ego taught Silly Milly in the ways of the patriarchy, which have long been illegal, at least since the great purge of White men in 3030. She grew a beard, bought a two-pronged cross, and began preaching the gospel about how the Pope was a dick and men were the shit. One day, her sermon was interrupted and her soapbox kicked over by the Matriarchio Mob, who threatened to smash all her windows unless she started paying them 'Oppression Tax'. Preaching one last time, Silly Milly transformed Billy Tilly's Ego into a gay guardian angel to fight off the mob. The gay guardian angel battled the mobsters for twelve days and twelve nights until the eve of Leif Erikson Day. On the thirteenth day, the lord spake to the mob.

"Jet fuel can't melt steel beams" boomed the Lord. At that moment, the Lord exploded into 1,000 meaty chunks, which fed the patriarchal rebels for 1337 days, and 1337 nights. This event became known as the 666th Christmas miracle, and has been celebrated by patriarchals for thousands of years. On that 1,337th night, Silly Milly and her patriarchal rebels stormed Fort Cox, a place in which the matriarchy stores all of the male genitalia, where it can't hurt anyone. This activated a nuke that shot Billy Tilly's ego into outer space, in search of a new world.

Billy Tilly's ego landed on a planet where everything was the same except that animals used toilets and people did their business in the grass or on the sidewalks.

Everyone plays

I simply can't. Sort of the opposite for me, I prefer to rp "the older folk".

Don't ya start calling me old, now.

@ArenaSnow

Does this mean there is a slice of life Nursing Home RP I don't know about?

Radical Feminism, Misandry & the Rise of MGTOW

If you want them to embrace your egalitarian philosophy and its keystone principles, you're going to have to radically genetically engineer them to be something that they are clearly not.

@ASTA

Damn dude, like, did your school have any books printed after 1900? All of this pseudo-darwinism was thrown out before your Great-Grandma was born. Like, the 300 years or so that western society developed liberalism isn't enough time for us to somehow become genetically liberal. This isn't genetics, its cultural patterns, and those are too fluid to be explained by genetics.

The Tale of Billy Tilly

Billy Tilly decided to visit the local inn, the Ploughin' Pony. And then his skeleton burst from his body, killing him. The skeleton, now free, decided that it was about time to leave this swingin' brony sex motel and go become an economist. He went to the nearest hat shop and bought a nice black top hat with the money he got off of his old skin, several now dead hookers, and the wishes of little boys and girls. The black hat soon taught Billy Tilly's skeleton the basics of identity fraud to help his education as an economist. With his new tool, the skeleton went down the street pointing out frauds, until he pointed at a cop and was tazed right in the calcium. The men took him into the prisons but he was, however, soon released- as skeletons are very white. Now an ex-con, the skeleton wrote a book about economy from the perspective of a prison-bound human skeleton. Said book exploded in popularity and profits, inflating both his wallet and his ego. His ego got so big that it burst from his bones, killing him. Billy Tilly's ego went to find a new host, and found a small Kentucky boy named Tilly Billy who loved to play the spoons. Now, the spoons he played was a convoluted instrument that involved lining up a number couples spooning based on the pitch of their voice, and pressing them together using a complex piano-style machine that caused them to sigh, allowing the spoon player to make melodies out of sensual moans. The purchase and operating costs of this instrument had bankrupted Tilly Billy's family, but armed with Billy Tilly's demonaic ego, he went into poverty with the machine still thinking himself the best composer in the world. Tilly Billy finally died of STDs in 6900, Which led the possessing ego to go find another host in the streets of Brooklyn.

Who happened to be a teenage girl who had so many highlights in her hair she looked like a walking skittles commercial. This girl's name for Silly Milly, and each skittle-colored highlight represented her passion for the gay community. But she was in reality a cis-tranz neo-reactionary Nazi spy working for the Russians. Silly Milly had already successfully taken over Brookyln from the inside, and was about to catch a tram to New York until Billy Tilly's ego took her over. Billy Tilly's ego taught Silly Milly in the ways of the patriarchy, which have long been illegal, at least since the great purge of White men in 3030. She grew a beard, bought a two-pronged cross, and began preaching the gospel about how the Pope was a dick and men were the shit. One day, her sermon was interrupted and her soapbox kicked over by the Matriarchio Mob, who threatened to smash all her windows unless she started paying them 'Oppression Tax'. Preaching one last time, Silly Milly transformed Billy Tilly's Ego into a gay guardian angel to fight off the mob. The gay guardian angel battled the mobsters for twelve days and twelve nights until the eve of Leif Erikson Day. On the thirteenth day, the lord spake to the mob.

Everyone plays

I once RPed a twelve year old professor in a college-based slice of life RP, but like so many it died a page or so in.