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fitting.
[RFCM:BWS] An Iberian Love Story
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fitting.
Akbarthegreat
Angel of Junil
He said he would raze any enemy cities and resettle them?
AJ11
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GHalfrunt
Just zis guy, you know?
If this thread is still open for suggestions, any interest in settling Easter Island? 
Alternatively, one of the Galapagos Islands is called Isabella, so that fits...
Alternatively, one of the Galapagos Islands is called Isabella, so that fits...
Alexius08
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If this thread is still open for suggestions, any interest in settling Easter Island?
Alternatively, one of the Galapagos Islands is called Isabella, so that fits...
I'm open for suggestions until New Year (UTC+8). After then, all votes will be limited to the submitted options, and the voting for those would be open until the 14th of January.
BTW, an update is in progress in an attempt to turn this story into a narrative one. This will be the first time a narrative RFC story would feature immortal characters (if the RFC DIs won't be counted).
Optical
The Fall of the Eleventh
Are you counting DoC? 
If you are, then I started one yesterday 
Not to say I'm not extremely interested at the prospect of this turning into a narrative.
If you are, then I started one yesterday Not to say I'm not extremely interested at the prospect of this turning into a narrative.
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Are you counting DoC?
Not to say I'm not extremely interested at the prospect of this turning into a narrative.
Forgot about that, since I only thought of immortal leaders and units.
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It was a cold midsummer night, and Empress Isabel was lying back on the bed, with her eyes fixed to a window looking over the Manzanares. Smoke from the barely-visible bonfires from the other side of the river blocked out the light of the waning moon as her subjects celebrate the feast day of San Juan Bautista.
She had no time for such celebrations, however. Despite her recent election into the United Nations as Secretary-General, she had been sleepless and restless for several days over the state of her Cortes Generales. With the massive influx of conquered territories bestowed by her husband, Emperor João to her and her vassals, the Cortes had deteriorated into an unproductive council, with two coalitions contending against one another for dominance. On one side is the Nationalist coalition led by the Falangist party, who are interested on dividing the spoils of war among their member parties to strengthen Spanish rule throughout the world. They wanted to pattern the government after the highly-centralized government of Portugal, with its various cities ruled mostly by the higher-ranking generals of their army. On the other side is the Socialist coalition, dominated by the Worker's Party, advancing self-determination of the empire's various viceroyalties, citing the case of former vassals Mesopotamia and Mexico, which, despite of their independence, had remained allied to the empire albeit informally. Despite those aims, she chose not to side with either coalition, for she fears that the Falangists would eliminate the long-established viceroyalties of her already-overstretched empire and the Socialists would weaken her authority over the viceroyalties.
Meanwhile, João, although sleeping, is unconsciously reaching for her waists, trying to snuggle her. Being unable to confirm her presence by feeling her curves, he woke up to see her still sitting upright as she gazed the sky. He had done everything for her for all those centuries they have been together, yet she looked either unsatisfied or melancholic.
"Querida mía, ¿qué te pasa?" he approached her.
"Estoy harto de la política partidista," she whispered wearily. "Yo he dado mi pueblo tanto poder, pero rara vez usarlo bien. Ellos siguen avanzar en sus intereses personales y que haber comprometido los asuntos del estado. He perdido el control de la situación de las Cortes en diversas materias que dividen."
"Portanto, o que devemos fazer?" asking once more, he hoped that he would be allowed to intervene with force.
"Quero fazer uma pausa," she replied, "para que possa esquecer os problemas por algum tempo."
Much of the time, she restrained from using force against domestic enemies, as she believes that force should be reserved for enemies of the state, who are very often foreigners. She is unwilling to incite a revolution that would devolve into a disastrous civil war, preferring diplomacy with her subjects instead.
With his original suggestion ruled out as impractical, he suggested another, "Tu pode querer vir comigo para Alfa do Centauro. Espero que há um mundo como o nosso próximo da estrela."
"Mas meu caro, embora pudéssemos construir uma nave espacial, eu tenho medo que a situação agravaria antes da nave é feito," she objected. " Também não podemos simplesmente deixar nossos súditos."
"Podemos sair daqui e ir para outro lugar? Poderíamos ter uma nova casa nesse mundo."
"Eu concordo, mas certifique-se que eu gostaria que o nossa nova casa."
"Deixarei você optar o lugar do nosso novo lar. Alguns lugares distantes permanecem desabitadas, e eles nunca mudaram desde que nascemos."
"E os nossos súditos? Como é que vamos para governá-los enquanto estamos ausente?"
"Solicitando uma eleição repentina é a nossa mais melhor possibilidade para restaurar a estabilidade e para expulsar dos representantes ineficientes nas Cortes. De qualquer forma, vamos focalizar a sair daqui. Poderíamos sempre tratar com os nossos súditos mais tarde."
As she regained peace of mind, she laid herself down by his side as she drifted off into dreams of their new home.
[OOC]
As I promised yesterday, here's my next update, which is also my first attempt on writing a narrative. Help from native speakers of either Portuguese or Spanish (the peninsular varieties in particular) would be appreciated because the dialogue is and will be written in those languages.
She had no time for such celebrations, however. Despite her recent election into the United Nations as Secretary-General, she had been sleepless and restless for several days over the state of her Cortes Generales. With the massive influx of conquered territories bestowed by her husband, Emperor João to her and her vassals, the Cortes had deteriorated into an unproductive council, with two coalitions contending against one another for dominance. On one side is the Nationalist coalition led by the Falangist party, who are interested on dividing the spoils of war among their member parties to strengthen Spanish rule throughout the world. They wanted to pattern the government after the highly-centralized government of Portugal, with its various cities ruled mostly by the higher-ranking generals of their army. On the other side is the Socialist coalition, dominated by the Worker's Party, advancing self-determination of the empire's various viceroyalties, citing the case of former vassals Mesopotamia and Mexico, which, despite of their independence, had remained allied to the empire albeit informally. Despite those aims, she chose not to side with either coalition, for she fears that the Falangists would eliminate the long-established viceroyalties of her already-overstretched empire and the Socialists would weaken her authority over the viceroyalties.
Meanwhile, João, although sleeping, is unconsciously reaching for her waists, trying to snuggle her. Being unable to confirm her presence by feeling her curves, he woke up to see her still sitting upright as she gazed the sky. He had done everything for her for all those centuries they have been together, yet she looked either unsatisfied or melancholic.
"Querida mía, ¿qué te pasa?" he approached her.
"Estoy harto de la política partidista," she whispered wearily. "Yo he dado mi pueblo tanto poder, pero rara vez usarlo bien. Ellos siguen avanzar en sus intereses personales y que haber comprometido los asuntos del estado. He perdido el control de la situación de las Cortes en diversas materias que dividen."
"Portanto, o que devemos fazer?" asking once more, he hoped that he would be allowed to intervene with force.
"Quero fazer uma pausa," she replied, "para que possa esquecer os problemas por algum tempo."
Much of the time, she restrained from using force against domestic enemies, as she believes that force should be reserved for enemies of the state, who are very often foreigners. She is unwilling to incite a revolution that would devolve into a disastrous civil war, preferring diplomacy with her subjects instead.
With his original suggestion ruled out as impractical, he suggested another, "Tu pode querer vir comigo para Alfa do Centauro. Espero que há um mundo como o nosso próximo da estrela."
"Mas meu caro, embora pudéssemos construir uma nave espacial, eu tenho medo que a situação agravaria antes da nave é feito," she objected. " Também não podemos simplesmente deixar nossos súditos."
"Podemos sair daqui e ir para outro lugar? Poderíamos ter uma nova casa nesse mundo."
"Eu concordo, mas certifique-se que eu gostaria que o nossa nova casa."
"Deixarei você optar o lugar do nosso novo lar. Alguns lugares distantes permanecem desabitadas, e eles nunca mudaram desde que nascemos."
"E os nossos súditos? Como é que vamos para governá-los enquanto estamos ausente?"
"Solicitando uma eleição repentina é a nossa mais melhor possibilidade para restaurar a estabilidade e para expulsar dos representantes ineficientes nas Cortes. De qualquer forma, vamos focalizar a sair daqui. Poderíamos sempre tratar com os nossos súditos mais tarde."
As she regained peace of mind, she laid herself down by his side as she drifted off into dreams of their new home.
Spoiler translation of dialogue :
[OOC]
As I promised yesterday, here's my next update, which is also my first attempt on writing a narrative. Help from native speakers of either Portuguese or Spanish (the peninsular varieties in particular) would be appreciated because the dialogue is and will be written in those languages.
Yoshiegg737
Jungo Jungo
Oh geez, I started using google translate halfway until I realized there's a translation at the bottom 
GHalfrunt
Just zis guy, you know?
I actually understood a decent chunk of it by applying my half-forgotten high school Spanish. Wow.
Optical
The Fall of the Eleventh
I understood some of it using my recent high school French!
And it was very good.
And it was very good.
GHalfrunt
Just zis guy, you know?
I understood some of it using my recent high school French!
And it was very good.
This is why I love reading things written in Interlingua. I can't speak the language at all, but I can understand it!
Akbarthegreat
Angel of Junil
Great Update!
Now we need someone to break the tie between Hawaii and Alaska...
Now we need someone to break the tie between Hawaii and Alaska...
Emperor Bosco I
Guiding the flock
Lol, I thought it WAS spanish at first with a few typos, but the ã gave it away. Guess it would be easy to learn Portugese after four years of Español.
Alexius08
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Lol, I thought it WAS spanish at first with a few typos, but the ã gave it away. Guess it would be easy to learn Portugese after four years of Español.
The mutual intelligibility between those two languages is something that I'd definitely take advantage of while writing the dialogue.
Akbarthegreat
Angel of Junil
How many hours left?
Akbarthegreat
Angel of Junil
What will you choose if nobody votes?[Alaska and Hawaii are with 3 votes each]
