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This site's like Old Broadway...I'm seeing a young man sittin' in an old man's bar, waitin' for his turn to die.
3 yrs ago
I would sooner face outright phobia again than be given a half-hearted apology by the same systems which did nothing in the face of injustice and to now seek to make profit from our suffering.
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3 yrs ago
I will never celebrate Pride Month for being stabbed in the leg and shot in the neck while it is sponsored by Chase. I will never mistake complacency for forgiveness nor acceptance.
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3 yrs ago
Pride Month is celebrate by those who have never struggled. Those of us who have - those who have been harassed, assulted, detained and debased - have no such pride in it. There is only ire and spite.
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3 yrs ago
So sorry if I'm not enthused. It's just that there's nothing to be happy about now, and people just buy rainbow stuff from the same corps who need us kept down to sell them in the first place.
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“There was a time when I was master of the universe. As I was staying ageless and motionless before my computer, flying untouched over human frenzy, cities rose and crumbled under my thumb, tiny people ran hurriedly to their death on the roads I had built and time flew at my command.
Then it all stopped, and I had to become one of those running specks. They call it 'life.'”
Men - certainly - may, through the roads and trials they tribulate. And if the society of old is naught more than the collection of the will of Man, then by some rightful thought we may possess the inkling to suggest that the horrors of the wasteland have, perhaps, made us emerge stronger. Better? Wiser? More intelligent? More acute? Perhaps not, but, barring these inclusions, certainly...stronger.
But alas, to seek strength for strength itself - to grow for the sake of growth - is the ideology of a cancer, and the sun-blasted rays of the wastes may thoroughly irradiate all tumors away from the land...or, perhaps, have only emboldened their growths.
Which of these is more true? Well...peradventure, it is our duty as chroniclers to decide for ourselves. So, after two other attempts at a Fallout Nation RP - the monumental first thread, and the fatefully incomplete revival last year - a few of us around Discord have gotten around to the idea of trying to reboot one of our favorite settings in fiction into a fully-realized nation roleplay. We know for a fact that there's more to it than just us few asking around in our little circle, and to that I say, welcome!
That being dismissed, there were some things to be said about where we should take the RP in question to both avoid the errors of past iterations of this roleplay, as well as to set down a few rules that we would like to more firmly establish beforehand.
Setting:
Okay, yes, let's just get this out of the way. I love New Vegas. I love Fallout 2. I even love Van Buren's unfinished design docs. I'm a West Coast fanboy through and through and i'm not going to even attempt to keep it hidden. Even so, it's a point worth bringing up:
We've talked about this over Discord and we more-or-less all are in agreement that we really should just pick one coast and stick to it, instead of doing what we've done previously and just trying to cover the entire continental North America with most people in the wastes being (generously) capable of foot and horse travel. So, with all this being said, as per "Session Zero", everyone really should cast in their vote as to whether they prefer the East Coast or the West Coast (or even something else?).
Time Period:
Again, similar sort of thing to the Setting question. Putting it after the events of Fallout 4 (2290 onwards) gives you some more freedom, but means that both there has to be an agreed canon established for the games, and the steady advance of civilization makes it more difficult to justify a lot of the "post-apocalypse" tropes; After all, people will have more time to rediscover technology, establish towns, congregate, repopulate, and organize. Setting it earlier would put the games possibly into AU territory - which i'm perfectly fine with - but again, it's something that'd need to be decided upon fairly early on.
"Expy Nations":
But you know what Any new WNC must have a moratorium on LARPer nations outside of the khans and legion Fuck your stupid samurai or epic prussia in the wastelans Shoehorning in some culture into America's post war is a cancer of creative bankruptcy
Outside of a few exceptions with pre-established factions (I.E. The Shi, Legion, etc.), I think this is a fairly honest request to be made. I get that Fallout has its share of wacky stuff to it, but please try not to go overboard on it. Well, with all that established, I hope that everyone takes a good gander at this, and hopefully we can get this ball rolling!
// Title: Living After Midnight - A Post-Dieselpunk Nation RP
The Age of Petrol and its consequences have had disastrous consequences for the human race.
In 1935, what does not seem so long ago, the fragile status quo which presided over the World in the wake of the Great War would find itself in peacetime - and found itself lacking. Founded upon fragmented ideals baked behind half-witted land grabs and cynical imperialism, the simple compromises forced unto it could simply not stand the test of time. Even the Assembly of Nations - for all the good it was founded upon - could only do so much to curb the forces it had so desperately attempted to curtail just years prior. A peace designed to last a thousand years scarcely lasted three decades, for little more than a generation after, the industrial world and tide of change would plummet the world into war once more.
The dissatisfaction and discontent aroused by both the Great War and the influence of the Socialist International quickly gave rise to the most notorious and
In their wake of this conflict - which had reduced women to but war-machines and gentlemen to gears - the unleashed might of the power of petrol and diesel unfurled itself with wrath so terrible as for all to know.
Their victory would be accepted as nothing short of total - a task that all the powers of the world have apocalyptically agreed to. Naught ever dissuaded them before the gargantuan battle, and so it was that the teeth-clenched teamwork of the pact tore through the SocIntern - even as they forded the great oceans, shattered every cliff-bunker, marched through every village, and steadily grinded away any so foolish nor valiant to resist their advance. From this uncompromising slaughter, the heart of the SocIntern gradually collapsed, and, for that moment of hard-pressed victory, there was unity in the world. If only for a time.
In the wake of the SocIntern's rotting corpse came the vultures and the worms to their carrion, each awaiting their turn at the feasting table as to how this great falling shall slake their appetites. Yet, like all old rivals, the goals of both these groups have done little aside from squabble aside. Between an iron curtain would the corpse of the country be divided amongst its victors, each spanning across a .
But even with such catastrophe laid bare for all the world to see, not even the millions among the dead could hail prelude for what was to come next.
Probably when it's not interactive anymore? I've sadly turned things into that before and it becomes quite clear when no one is having any fun except the ones peddling the ideas
Makes sense, but I suppose it also begs a different question as well:
When do you draw the line on it not being interactive? How much interaction is necessary before it's not really an RP? I know that some GMs have vastly different styles, with some having a very set route on where they want to direct the story. How would that really draw the line?
Now, this is a discussion i've had with a couple of different people over the years, and it all came to when I really got into this with a few friends of mine this morning. I've had a whole-ass workday to mull it over, but I suppose i'm also the type to really get second, third, and sixteenth opinions on things.
When do you draw the line and say, "Yeah, this isn't an idea for an RP, this is an idea for a novel/comic/game."?
In charge of all oversight regarding industrial and civic developments, often involves the coordination between municipal councils on a federal level.
Minister of Science and Technology:
Hei-Kyul Reikyan
Social Conservative
Coordinates all federal research programs, appoints federal research grants, prioritizes energy priorities.
Minister of Defense:
Feng Xian-Kyan
Social Conservative
Balances and prioritizes national defense budget, overviews equipment procurement, assesses military projection capabilities.
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Territory:
Summary of Nation: Distant relatives of the Longguo draconids, the Akiyans are forever the enigma of the East. Its economic and industrial might can hardly be questioned, yet what good shall all the lions armed with the most fearsome tanks and firearms do if they are led by donkeys? The Akiyan soldier can be brave - heroic even - yet this shall all fall apart of its politicians do not soon come to head. While its internal society may be deadlocked, the pressure of the war shall certainly drive it together...or rip itself apart.
History: Pre-War: When the first contact between Akiyan and Aelban merchants had been made, many centuries ago, the haughty merchants of Akiya - for perhaps the first time in their life - experienced the emotion of humility. Before their mightest crimson-sailed ships floated iron behemoths, from their immense masts bellowed fumes like the fiery breath of the Sacred Dragon. They carried with them spears which howled fire and cracked with lighting at every use. It was here, in their first experience so long ago with these foreigners that Akiya learned its most valuable lesson of the early modern era: Akiya would industrialize, or it would die.
Since then, Aelban and Akiya would long-after be rivals on the global scene, the two continuously fighting over what the other saw as interference within their respective spheres of influence. The most recent of these clashes came about along in their respective colonies, along the eastern coast of Neifangha - known to the foreigners as Ehfragich. What started as a skirmish over mineral rights boundaries in their colonies was all of the justification either side needed for war, and with neither side about to give ground in their long-standing feud, the Karasan Wars begun in 1920. While the war had initially gone in Akiya's favor, the tenuous grasp upon the colonies' internal politics had led to a complication of supply lines, which eventually made the situation untenable, leading to Akiya suing for peace four years later. The 1924 armistice between Aelban and Akiya demanded considerable reparations between the two. In exchange for their exit from the conflict, Akiya was demanded to forfeit its sole colonies of Karasan and Tamara, in addition to monetary reparations of some 26 Million Kyat - or about a year and a half's worth of government income for the time.
The humiliation of the Kingdom losing its only colony, coupled with the economic stress of treaty repayments and the already residual tensions growing between the rifts in Akiyan society, quickly threatened to tear the Kingdom apart. Unable to cope with the sudden shock of both Akiya's lost prestige and the discontention of the Akiyan people, King Lang Seon VIII abdicated the throne in favor of his 14 year-old daughter, Princess Ashina Sun Seon, who would coronated later that year as Queen Seon IX.
Outbreak of War: Upon hearing the outbreak of war between Aelban and Alfheich, the reception within Akiya at large was that of pleasant surprise. There was little love lost between the recently-beaten Akiya and the quickly-losing Aelban nation, and many within Akiya found the outbreak of war to be a crucial moment of opportunity. The National Diet briefly considered joining the war on the side of the Reiyk in a bid to reclaim their lost territories from the Karasan Wars. However, political realities inside Akiya coupled with their poor diplomatic influence over the Reiyk and a still-recovering national spirit made such alliances untenable. Few in any position of office would have publicly declared their outright support for Alfheich, yet even fewer sensed anything to hold back from their former enemy. In 1936, the Akiyan government formally announced that it would default on its reparation payments, citing the rapidly changing circumstances of the Neifanghan colonies. Concerned that such a response might enact harsher responses - either from the Aelban in violation of such a treaty, or from the Alfheich, or even both at the same time! - The Akiyan government approved a program of full rearmament in late 1936, initially prioritizing the Royal Navy and the Royal Air Force.
Recent History: Alfheicher forces - in a surprise attack upon Akiyan forces - launched a pacific campaign aimed at several of Akiya's east island territories in 1938. Caught in the midst of their rearmament program, Akiyan generals were initially very mixed about how to respond to the sudden onslaught, leading to most of their island territories being under-reinforced and the local garrisons swiftly overrun. Before long, the invaders would make incursions along Akiya's north and southwestern coasts, before being bogged down. The brave army has managed to keep the invaders mostly at bay, if not without some considerable sacrifices. Akiya's difficult interior and its powerful navy have hampered the invader's forces from advancing far, yet neither side has managed to gain the upper hand in land initiative.
As war plans are drawn and Akiya consolidates herself into full mobilization, she soon prepares herself to drive back the Alfheicher invaders. With much of the world in the hands of the assailants and the National Diet still fiercely divided on how to proceed, the 1940 Elections may be the most pressing of all Akiya's history. Her darkest hour may very well be upon her, but many within still remain confident that this is simply the passing of the storm, for the Great Akiyan Dragon shall rise from the heavens to drive back the darkness from whence it came.
Pressing Issues: Even before the nefarious Alfheicher forces made landfall along Akiya's shores, the past decade of Akiyan politics have been none short of utterly tumultuous. Akiya's modern laws have stemmed from a veritable assortment of ancient customs, combined with "carryover laws" adopted from the prior Imperial Administration of 1861 as well as more contemporary republican laws. This has resulted in a simply bizarre legal landscape within Akiyan society which only grows more and more apart as calls for an abolition to the old laws grow louder and louder. Largely popular measures have yet to be largely implemented, as reforms are continuously deferred due to lack of political will and deliberate gridlock as political parties incessantly undermine one another's influence. In particular, the influence of the Kyushen - a group which one started as an elite corps of slave soldiers which grew into an aristocratic pillar in their own right - hold disproportionate influence among many pillars of Akiyan societies. Kyushen clans hold some of the most powerful positions in the military and own some of the largest industrial conglomerates in the nation. Coupled with the monarchy, an increasing number of people in Akiya view the Kyushen's influence over society as a sign of Akiya's social stagnation, while its defenders claim that the Kyushen have a long and proud history towards contributing towards the country, and such an opportunity should never be stifled.
Commonly dubbed, "The Still Decade", the past four election cycles have resulted in a sporadic, hodgepodge political composition in the National Assembly. No coalition nor party have managed to gain a majority since the 1928 elections, and have accordingly shared incredibly divisive policy. With the onset of war, it remains to be seen if the current government can be merged into a more effective coalition...or if this perfect storm of factors will result in usurpation from within.
The question of the monarchy in particular has plagued the country's political climate for years, and immense rifts between the pro-monarchist and anti-monarchist elements in Akiya have long proved a contentious affair, often culminating in brawls and spouts. Many a progeny from the latent Seon Dynasty - such as Princess Naemi and Prince Taekon - now serve in the Akiyan Armed Forces, where they hope to lead their troops toward inspiring victory. Whether they do so in stride or in failure may very well decide the fate of Akiya...
Notable Strengths: By far, the greatest weapon at Akiya's disposal are its factories. One of the most densely industrialized nations in the world, from the incendiary furnaces of the Taihyan steel mills run rivers of ingots, as do the factories and dockyards toil as out come the supplies the war effort so desperately requires. Untold thousands of guns, planes, trucks, and tanks all seam from within its mighty industrial parks, while ships and submarines construct with haste like the bean-stock stretching toward the sun. With such industrial might, Akiya more than amounts to a powerhouse, as its industrial fumes soar like the dragon to the heavens.
Such a formidable industry comes with numerable benefits, as such a strong production base must too come with a strong infrastructure upon which it is built. Since the most ancient days, the Akiyans have long utilized their land's many rivers and abundant coasts, and from their most humble days as simple fishermen have Akiyans grown into shrewd explorers and fantastic mariners. It would do great disservice to both their ancestors and the modern people to call the Royal Akiyan Navy anything short of redoubtable. Pioneers of naval aviation since the Karasan Wars, Akiya have used their many hard lessons learned with their loss to Aelban to further drive forward their naval doctrine development. With such a strong maritime presence, the capacity of their merchant marine to deliver the equipment from Akiya's many factories to the desperate armies of the world can hardly be questioned.
In charge of all oversight regarding industrial and civic developments, often involves the coordination between municipal councils on a federal level.
Minister of Science and Technology:
Hei-Kyul Reikyan
Social Conservative
Coordinates all federal research programs, appoints federal research grants, prioritizes energy priorities.
Minister of Defense:
Feng Xian-Kyan
Social Conservative
Balances and prioritizes national defense budget, overviews equipment procurement, assesses military projection capabilities.
-
Territory:
Summary of Nation: Distant relatives of the Longguo draconids, the Akiyans are forever the enigma of the East. Its economic and industrial might can hardly be questioned, yet what good shall all the lions armed with the most fearsome tanks and firearms do if they are led by donkeys? The Akiyan soldier can be brave - heroic even - yet this shall all fall apart of its politicians do not soon come to head. While its internal society may be deadlocked, the pressure of the war shall certainly drive it together...or rip itself apart.
History: Pre-War: When the first contact between Akiyan and Aelban merchants had been made, many centuries ago, the haughty merchants of Akiya - for perhaps the first time in their life - experienced the emotion of humility. Before their mightest crimson-sailed ships floated iron behemoths, from their immense masts bellowed fumes like the fiery breath of the Sacred Dragon. They carried with them spears which howled fire and cracked with lighting at every use. It was here, in their first experience so long ago with these foreigners that Akiya learned its most valuable lesson of the early modern era: Akiya would industrialize, or it would die.
Since then, Aelban and Akiya would long-after be rivals on the global scene, the two continuously fighting over what the other saw as interference within their respective spheres of influence. The most recent of these clashes came about along in their respective colonies, along the eastern coast of Neifangha - known to the foreigners as Ehfragich. What started as a skirmish over mineral rights boundaries in their colonies was all of the justification either side needed for war, and with neither side about to give ground in their long-standing feud, the Karasan Wars begun in 1920. While the war had initially gone in Akiya's favor, the tenuous grasp upon the colonies' internal politics had led to a complication of supply lines, which eventually made the situation untenable, leading to Akiya suing for peace four years later. The 1924 armistice between Aelban and Akiya demanded considerable reparations between the two. In exchange for their exit from the conflict, Akiya was demanded to forfeit its sole colonies of Karasan and Tamara, in addition to monetary reparations of some 26 Million Kyat - or about a year and a half's worth of government income for the time.
The humiliation of the Kingdom losing its only colony, coupled with the economic stress of treaty repayments and the already residual tensions growing between the rifts in Akiyan society, quickly threatened to tear the Kingdom apart. Unable to cope with the sudden shock of both Akiya's lost prestige and the discontention of the Akiyan people, King Lang Seon VIII abdicated the throne in favor of his 14 year-old daughter, Princess Ashina Sun Seon, who would coronated later that year as Queen Seon IX.
Outbreak of War: Upon hearing the outbreak of war between Aelban and Alfheich, the reception within Akiya at large was that of pleasant surprise. There was little love lost between the recently-beaten Akiya and the quickly-losing Aelban nation, and many within Akiya found the outbreak of war to be a crucial moment of opportunity. The National Diet briefly considered joining the war on the side of the Reiyk in a bid to reclaim their lost territories from the Karasan Wars. However, political realities inside Akiya coupled with their poor diplomatic influence over the Reiyk and a still-recovering national spirit made such alliances untenable. Few in any position of office would have publicly declared their outright support for Alfheich, yet even fewer sensed anything to hold back from their former enemy. In 1936, the Akiyan government formally announced that it would default on its reparation payments, citing the rapidly changing circumstances of the Neifanghan colonies. Concerned that such a response might enact harsher responses - either from the Aelban in violation of such a treaty, or from the Alfheich, or even both at the same time! - The Akiyan government approved a program of full rearmament in late 1936, initially prioritizing the Royal Navy and the Royal Air Force.
Recent History: Alfheicher forces - in a surprise attack upon Akiyan forces - launched a pacific campaign aimed at several of Akiya's east island territories in 1938. Caught in the midst of their rearmament program, Akiyan generals were initially very mixed about how to respond to the sudden onslaught, leading to most of their island territories being under-reinforced and the local garrisons swiftly overrun. Before long, the invaders would make incursions along Akiya's north and southwestern coasts, before being bogged down. The brave army has managed to keep the invaders mostly at bay, if not without some considerable sacrifices. Akiya's difficult interior and its powerful navy have hampered the invader's forces from advancing far, yet neither side has managed to gain the upper hand in land initiative.
As war plans are drawn and Akiya consolidates herself into full mobilization, she soon prepares herself to drive back the Alfheicher invaders. With much of the world in the hands of the assailants and the National Diet still fiercely divided on how to proceed, the 1940 Elections may be the most pressing of all Akiya's history. Her darkest hour may very well be upon her, but many within still remain confident that this is simply the passing of the storm, for the Great Akiyan Dragon shall rise from the heavens to drive back the darkness from whence it came.
Pressing Issues: Even before the nefarious Alfheicher forces made landfall along Akiya's shores, the past decade of Akiyan politics have been none short of utterly tumultuous. Akiya's modern laws have stemmed from a veritable assortment of ancient customs, combined with "carryover laws" adopted from the prior Imperial Administration of 1861 as well as more contemporary republican laws. This has resulted in a simply bizarre legal landscape within Akiyan society which only grows more and more apart as calls for an abolition to the old laws grow louder and louder. Largely popular measures have yet to be largely implemented, as reforms are continuously deferred due to lack of political will and deliberate gridlock as political parties incessantly undermine one another's influence. In particular, the influence of the Kyushen - a group which one started as an elite corps of slave soldiers which grew into an aristocratic pillar in their own right - hold disproportionate influence among many pillars of Akiyan societies. Kyushen clans hold some of the most powerful positions in the military and own some of the largest industrial conglomerates in the nation. Coupled with the monarchy, an increasing number of people in Akiya view the Kyushen's influence over society as a sign of Akiya's social stagnation, while its defenders claim that the Kyushen have a long and proud history towards contributing towards the country, and such an opportunity should never be stifled.
Commonly dubbed, "The Still Decade", the past four election cycles have resulted in a sporadic, hodgepodge political composition in the National Assembly. No coalition nor party have managed to gain a majority since the 1928 elections, and have accordingly shared incredibly divisive policy. With the onset of war, it remains to be seen if the current government can be merged into a more effective coalition...or if this perfect storm of factors will result in usurpation from within.
The question of the monarchy in particular has plagued the country's political climate for years, and immense rifts between the pro-monarchist and anti-monarchist elements in Akiya have long proved a contentious affair, often culminating in brawls and spouts. Many a progeny from the latent Seon Dynasty - such as Princess Naemi and Prince Taekon - now serve in the Akiyan Armed Forces, where they hope to lead their troops toward inspiring victory. Whether they do so in stride or in failure may very well decide the fate of Akiya...
Notable Strengths: By far, the greatest weapon at Akiya's disposal are its factories. One of the most densely industrialized nations in the world, from the incendiary furnaces of the Taihyan steel mills run rivers of ingots, as do the factories and dockyards toil as out come the supplies the war effort so desperately requires. Untold thousands of guns, planes, trucks, and tanks all seam from within its mighty industrial parks, while ships and submarines construct with haste like the bean-stock stretching toward the sun. With such industrial might, Akiya more than amounts to a powerhouse, as its industrial fumes soar like the dragon to the heavens.
Such a formidable industry comes with numerable benefits, as such a strong production base must too come with a strong infrastructure upon which it is built. Since the most ancient days, the Akiyans have long utilized their land's many rivers and abundant coasts, and from their most humble days as simple fishermen have Akiyans grown into shrewd explorers and fantastic mariners. It would do great disservice to both their ancestors and the modern people to call the Royal Akiyan Navy anything short of redoubtable. Pioneers of naval aviation since the Karasan Wars, Akiya have used their many hard lessons learned with their loss to Aelban to further drive forward their naval doctrine development. With such a strong maritime presence, the capacity of their merchant marine to deliver the equipment from Akiya's many factories to the desperate armies of the world can hardly be questioned.
While the exterior of the parliament proudly proclaimed the iron willpower of Georgia's testament to time, the round table the premiers sat around only told the tale of some most desperate souls. The interior was musky, dripping an oozing haze of mist and lint caked from the morning sun. Their impromptu council room had flooded itself with village elders, generals, lieutenants, adventurers, and any and all who cared to pack themselves into this rancorous meeting of minds.
"If they want their damned precious Turks so much, I say they can have them! And if they aren't happy with that, i'll enjoy watching those Turks try to march a Renault across the Javakhk Range."
Ah, young Vazha. The Georgian incessantly boasted with impressive proclivity upon himself, leaning well along the more aggressive side, from the tiniest stern glance in basic small talk to the bombastic exchanges in the high courthouse. And here, in the early hours of the morning, he unyielded his verbal incendiaries. He had a temper, no doubt, but that same fiery temperament lent him a certain popularity. Blyukher cracked a faint smile, a bit remnisicent of that same tempering of temper fading as he had been through some four decades of war. From his etched, creased face easily slid an approving grin, a reminiscence of the fire he felt fade through the years.
"What are you suggesting?!"
"It's simple! If that minister is so concerned with Turks living in Turkey, well, we here in the Caucasus have plenty of horses to ensure they may all reach the border safely..."
All the Armenians - save Petrosyan - chortled in turn, peppered with acrimonious applause. She, on the other hand, mulled about in an awkward smile, its ilk given only for conflicted and uncomfortable disagreements. Most among them would never be so arrogant as to say they could march on Ankara, but a scrap with the Turks? One of the few things that seemingly kept the realm together, and at that, a chance few would pass up.
"We should wait to see what the foreign powers have to say." Viyan protested, "Terrain and the people may be on our side...but it's not too late to find more...amiable solution."
"And just who do you think will stick their necks out for us?"
Viyan flashed a warm smile.
"'If God is with us, then who is against us?'"
To the honourable cabinet of the United Republic's Sejm,
Yesterday, we have received an ultimatum from the Turkish Republic calling into question the status of the Azerbaijani Turks. In spite of the commitment upon which our very foundation is built upon to emancipate the varied peoples of the Caucasus, they have taken it upon themselves to place numerous claims that our united republics are engaged in the suppression of the culture and well-being of Turkic peoples within our lands, Furthermore, we have reason to suspect that the Turkish are more than willing to use military action if either our response or the results of the referendum are not to their liking.
Simply put, we in Transcaucasia shall do no insult to our principles by insinuating that we replace the Russian subjugation of Baku and Yerevan with a Turkish one. We humbly call upon the powers of Europe and the international community to stand in support of our young nation. Any and all council will be greatly appreciated in the times to come.
Sincerely, The United Councils of Transcaucasia
"Do you actually expect this to work?" a junior officer voiced, the doubt in his face dropping from his wary frown.
"If it does, all well and good." She confidently responded, "And if not...it will buy us some time."
"Time we're wasting..." Vazha hushed beneath his ruffian mustache. If the Turks wanted a fight, Vazha and many others would gladly oblige. Their Chechen friends ran the last time they had fought, and their bigger brothers might not prove much different; Apples never fall far from the tree, after all.
But thankfully, Petrosyan had the sense between them to prepare.
[h2]“There was a time when I was master of the universe. As I was staying ageless and motionless before my computer, flying untouched over human frenzy, cities rose and crumbled under my thumb, tiny people ran hurriedly to their death on the roads I had built and time flew at my command.
Then it all stopped, and I had to become one of those running specks. They call it 'life.'”[/h2]
[right][sub][i]Nicolas Combrexelle[/i][/sub][/right]
<div style="white-space:pre-wrap;"><div class="bb-h2">“There was a time when I was master of the universe. As I was staying ageless and motionless before my computer, flying untouched over human frenzy, cities rose and crumbled under my thumb, tiny people ran hurriedly to their death on the roads I had built and time flew at my command.<br><br>Then it all stopped, and I had to become one of those running specks. They call it 'life.'”</div><br><div class="bb-right"><sub><span class="bb-i">Nicolas Combrexelle</span></sub></div></div>
