mechaerik
Tuturuu!
Malta demands that the embargo be lifted.
In addition, Malta asks Thailand and GEAR for fleet basing rights and usage of their respective air fields.
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Malta demands that the embargo be lifted.
In addition, Malta asks Thailand and GEAR for fleet basing rights and usage of their respective air fields.
WhiteRobber
Twinkle twinkle Wunderbar
Go ahead.
christos200
Never tell me the odds
Thailand is more than pleased to agree.
Robert Can't
Éponine
Not until the Patriarchy has been removed from control of your nation.
mechaerik
Tuturuu!
Malta declares war on Indonesia.
We will not let our people starve.
We will not let our people starve.
christos200
Never tell me the odds
Do not worry. Thailand is already taking care of their regime.
Civ'ed
I ain't gotta explain a thing
The African Federation is looking at the details for an invasion. We'll get back on you in a bit.
KaiserElectric
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Germany will sever ties with Indonesia and place the nation under embargo until their misandrist actions are revoked.
We will also reconsider our previous decision to bar Thailand from the purchase of Meteor schematics, in light of the recent events.
We will also reconsider our previous decision to bar Thailand from the purchase of Meteor schematics, in light of the recent events.
Omega124
Challenging Fate
A short history of France, 2100-2112
The election of 2100, held on February 2nd, pitted the National Party's challenger Yvette Pettigrew versus the incumbent Célestine Rome, of the Venus Party. 2100, only a decade ago, was a radically different political sphere than France of today. While Rome continued the status quo of increasing regulations against men, including a somewhat confrontational forced curfew of males at 23:00, the increasingly marginalization of men was not of a politically-loaded issue as it was today. Perhaps caused by the lack of global contact that marked the 2100s, but the 2090s simply went along with the idea of men needing to be castrated, much in the same way the Americas used to simply went along with slavery before the abolitionist movement.
Instead, the political issue was, surprising to many today, over the economy. The French economy was stagnant in the 2090s; the National Party blamed it on overegulations supported by the Venus Party as "required for the survival of the matriarchy". A tax on any good produced by males effectively made imports much more expensive than they needed to be, and a second tax was imposed on Rome for selling to males. Pettigrew, a young politician, only 34, became a dark horse in her party after flaming rhetoric that these unnecessary taxes were killing the French economy, and that the economy should just be left to its own devices to recover. Being a former STD operative and coming from a middle-class family, Pettigrew served as a sharp contrast compared to Rome, who inherited her wealth and was groomed by her mother for politics. Despite Rome's accusations that Pettigrew's lack of experience would lead to a disastrous consequences, her inability to match Pettigrew's charisma led to a landslide National victory.
Once elected, Pettigrew set out to kill the taxes, and as predicted, the French economy started to grow once again. While it was more likely caused by the simple boom-and-bust cycle of the free market, it was considered a huge political victory and brought legitimacy to Pettigrew's presidency. However, Pettigrew would more famously be remembered by her resistance to any more regulation of males. While she wouldn't attempt to rock the boat and roll back any currently existing regulations, Yvette fought against increasing more anti-male laws. While it wasn't outright political suicide, many, even those within the National Party, questioned her devotion to the world's only feminist state with her lack of support of the feminist movement. Allegations that she had sexual relations with a Volgan soldier during her tenure as an STD operative did not help matters much either.
By 2104 the National Assembly was firmly in Venus control. This coincided with the publishing of The Folly of Men, a thinly-veiled novel by Annette Renard that has been dubbed "The ultrafeminist's answer to Mein Kampf". Regulations calling for more male castration passed despite Yvette's veto, and eventually in early 2105 Yvette symbolically caved that she had to pick and choose her battles by quietly signing a bill banning men from driving. In foreign policy, Irish-French relations collapsed near the end of 2104 after a controversial documentary slamming the French policy of castration made rounds across Europe. While the documentary was filled with many fabrications and exaggerations, like many advocacy documentaries, it still brought attention to France's policy of forced male castration, both internally and externally. It killed the rising eunuch rights movement that started a few months earlier; expressing those views became unpatriotic when the French way of life was under attack.
However, the biggest blunder of Yvette's term as presidency was the Rosemary scandal. In spring of 2105, the HMS Rosemary, an unused oil tanker, mysteriously was found in the ocean, deserted. Crews of four lost UN ships, along with a Japanese naval patrol, were found dead in containers, riddled with gunshots. A French naval patrol was also located, but they were mysteriously poisoned rather than dead. Most surprisingly, however, was a cache of weapon-grade nuclear material located on the ship. Around the same time, noted pirate Isabel d'Cruz was given amnesty in France, in return for the raid of the HMS Rosemary. However, when Isabel broke the implied terms of the agreement by killing the French sailors, STD responded with a raid on her complex. The killer of the pirate, Lucie Bardot, was the sister of the deceased Matelot Geneviéve Bardot, and mentally broke down after finding out the truth of her sister's fate. When no one believed her when she leaked the story, she took a gun and started to open fire at university students at Marie Curie University. While France still refuses to make any official comment whether or not Bardot's story is true, it remains one of the most popular theories out to explain the Rosemary. Yvette's presidency would have a permanent black stain after this scandal, even if Yvette herself could not be implicated on the event.
All of this, however, became irrelevant in Winter of 2106, when a cruise missile hit and destroyed the Elysee Palace. The leadership of France was decapitated; vice president Adéle Camus was confirmed dead, while President Pettigrew could not be recovered and was declared legally dead. With no clause to whom would succeed to the presidency, an emergency election was declared but kept on being stalled due to infighting between the National and Venus Parties. By Spring, the delays had gotten so bad that radical ultrafeminist, Jeannette Hiver, essentially couped the government, declaring the National Assembly as traitors and arresting them. She immediately mobilized an army; many speculating the first step in a proposed invasion of either Monaco or Germany.
However, to the surprise of many, Yvette Pettigrew was not dead at all. Instead, she, along with the ex-Volgan soldier Zhakov Ostuzhev, fled the Elysee Palace moments before destruction, now revealed to be under the order of the ultrareactionary OSIRIS as a form of revenge for her actions as an STD operative. Zhakov and Yvette went into hiding, before launching a successful attack on OSIRIS's base in Vietnam (Using the ongoing war as a cover for their operations). An STD team that worked as a mole in OSIRIS extradited Yvette back to France, who presented herself alive to the French populace.
With Pettigrew still alive, no one exactly knew who was legally president anymore. Despite her undeomcratic ways, Jeannette had massive approval ratings in France and was the preferred choice to stay as President. However, many law scholars noted that Yvette had a stronger legal case than Jeannette, although the judges in France had been sacked and then packed by Jeanette to support her policies of revanchism. In the court case Pettigrew v. Hiver, it seemed like Hiver would win simply due to the judges being massively biased in her favor. However, allegedly, on the night before the verdict was to be decided, an STD squad was sent to the court to "persuade" the judges to reconsider their stance on the issue. Hiver must had caught wind of this operation, famously declaring to Yvette, "I'll be back, and the world will hear the women of France roar", before fleeing to now-feminist controlled Indonesia.
Despite her legal victory, Yvette knew she was a lame duck candidate, and did not seek reelection the next year. Instead, as an olive branch to the Venus party in the hopes of rebuilding unity within France, both parities ran the same ticket. Amiée Durand, a radical feminist for the Nationals but only a moderate for the Venus, was selected to be President. Meanwhile, noted author Annette Renard was selected as vice president, who also previously served as vice president under Jeanette. This was more to placate the people of France themselves, who felt betrayed that their supposed savior was unfairly kicked out the nation.
While Amieé set out to pardon the former National Assembly and return France back into a true democratic nation, she continued to pass draconian laws that continued to restrict men. Groups of three or more men in public became illegal, and increasing restriction for male education at the university became a thing. Meanwhile, Annette made a controversial statement in 2110 when she said that Monaco being independent was "A blight on all Frenchwomen, north and south". Meanwhile, Yvette decided to retire from politics, admitting to the sex allegations being true as she married Zhakov in 2107. In 2108, Yvette had a daughter, Élodie Pettigrew.
With Indonesia now at war with Thailand, and most of the world supporting the latter, France remains in a very perilous situation indeed. Can France successfully protect her biggest ally in the world? Will France herself even survive this crisis? Only time can tell.
---
"...and with that, France truly condemns the hypcrosity of the Thai government with the strongest words possible. While France desires peace above all else, peace can not exist while the patriarchy attempts to exert its will on a free society..."
Up on a rooftop, unnoticed by everyone, a lone sniper was scanning the crowd around herself. In the city of Bordeaux, President Amiée Durand was giving a speech over the Thai-Indonesian War, waffling over the issue like the spineless so-called "Nationals" always do. Hell, even most Venus politicians do.
The very idea of the matriarch was under attack, and rather than do anything about it, Durand would rather write strongly worded letters to Thailand, because Germany, Australia, and almost the entire world would be mad at France for doing something as simple as sanctions on Thailand. And keeping the despised patriarchs happy was more important than the cause of international women's liberation.
The sniper spat at this very thought, her whole body in rage.
Jeannette Hiver would had never tolerated the world's attempt to bully France into submission, the sniper thought to herself, France would be united, Berlin would be uncastrated men-free, and Thailand and Australia would be beginning for forgiveness to Indonesia and France
Focusing her sights on the president, the sniper attempted to calm herself down before taking the shot. She would have only one chance to make amends, one chance to make things right. If Durand dies today, Renard takes power. And if Renard takes power, there's no way Hiver would not be pardoned, and the greatest leader France ever had be given the reigns back. In short, everything will be made right by taking this one shot.
"Winter is coming," the sniper coldly said, slamming her finger on the trigger.
A few seconds later, and the crowd screaming brought a smile to the sniper. With her work done, she started to pack up her rifle, humming La Marseillaise. History would not remember her name, if she had her way, but her contribution to it just as important as Victoria or Isabella. Probably even more, as the blasted patriarchy will soon be destroyed...
---
To: Germany, Thailand
From: President Annette Renard
CC: Indonesia, the World
Due to the incessant attempt of patriarchal imperialism, the Women's Republic of France is forced to completely and utterly embargo Thailand for its crimes against womanhood. So long as Germany continues to support such a vile, apprehensive state with its embargo against Indonesia, France hereby also embargo Germany.
Meanwhile, I, President of France, officially pardones Jeannette Hiver of all charged crimes, and personally invites her to return to France as a hero
The election of 2100, held on February 2nd, pitted the National Party's challenger Yvette Pettigrew versus the incumbent Célestine Rome, of the Venus Party. 2100, only a decade ago, was a radically different political sphere than France of today. While Rome continued the status quo of increasing regulations against men, including a somewhat confrontational forced curfew of males at 23:00, the increasingly marginalization of men was not of a politically-loaded issue as it was today. Perhaps caused by the lack of global contact that marked the 2100s, but the 2090s simply went along with the idea of men needing to be castrated, much in the same way the Americas used to simply went along with slavery before the abolitionist movement.
Instead, the political issue was, surprising to many today, over the economy. The French economy was stagnant in the 2090s; the National Party blamed it on overegulations supported by the Venus Party as "required for the survival of the matriarchy". A tax on any good produced by males effectively made imports much more expensive than they needed to be, and a second tax was imposed on Rome for selling to males. Pettigrew, a young politician, only 34, became a dark horse in her party after flaming rhetoric that these unnecessary taxes were killing the French economy, and that the economy should just be left to its own devices to recover. Being a former STD operative and coming from a middle-class family, Pettigrew served as a sharp contrast compared to Rome, who inherited her wealth and was groomed by her mother for politics. Despite Rome's accusations that Pettigrew's lack of experience would lead to a disastrous consequences, her inability to match Pettigrew's charisma led to a landslide National victory.
Once elected, Pettigrew set out to kill the taxes, and as predicted, the French economy started to grow once again. While it was more likely caused by the simple boom-and-bust cycle of the free market, it was considered a huge political victory and brought legitimacy to Pettigrew's presidency. However, Pettigrew would more famously be remembered by her resistance to any more regulation of males. While she wouldn't attempt to rock the boat and roll back any currently existing regulations, Yvette fought against increasing more anti-male laws. While it wasn't outright political suicide, many, even those within the National Party, questioned her devotion to the world's only feminist state with her lack of support of the feminist movement. Allegations that she had sexual relations with a Volgan soldier during her tenure as an STD operative did not help matters much either.
By 2104 the National Assembly was firmly in Venus control. This coincided with the publishing of The Folly of Men, a thinly-veiled novel by Annette Renard that has been dubbed "The ultrafeminist's answer to Mein Kampf". Regulations calling for more male castration passed despite Yvette's veto, and eventually in early 2105 Yvette symbolically caved that she had to pick and choose her battles by quietly signing a bill banning men from driving. In foreign policy, Irish-French relations collapsed near the end of 2104 after a controversial documentary slamming the French policy of castration made rounds across Europe. While the documentary was filled with many fabrications and exaggerations, like many advocacy documentaries, it still brought attention to France's policy of forced male castration, both internally and externally. It killed the rising eunuch rights movement that started a few months earlier; expressing those views became unpatriotic when the French way of life was under attack.
However, the biggest blunder of Yvette's term as presidency was the Rosemary scandal. In spring of 2105, the HMS Rosemary, an unused oil tanker, mysteriously was found in the ocean, deserted. Crews of four lost UN ships, along with a Japanese naval patrol, were found dead in containers, riddled with gunshots. A French naval patrol was also located, but they were mysteriously poisoned rather than dead. Most surprisingly, however, was a cache of weapon-grade nuclear material located on the ship. Around the same time, noted pirate Isabel d'Cruz was given amnesty in France, in return for the raid of the HMS Rosemary. However, when Isabel broke the implied terms of the agreement by killing the French sailors, STD responded with a raid on her complex. The killer of the pirate, Lucie Bardot, was the sister of the deceased Matelot Geneviéve Bardot, and mentally broke down after finding out the truth of her sister's fate. When no one believed her when she leaked the story, she took a gun and started to open fire at university students at Marie Curie University. While France still refuses to make any official comment whether or not Bardot's story is true, it remains one of the most popular theories out to explain the Rosemary. Yvette's presidency would have a permanent black stain after this scandal, even if Yvette herself could not be implicated on the event.
All of this, however, became irrelevant in Winter of 2106, when a cruise missile hit and destroyed the Elysee Palace. The leadership of France was decapitated; vice president Adéle Camus was confirmed dead, while President Pettigrew could not be recovered and was declared legally dead. With no clause to whom would succeed to the presidency, an emergency election was declared but kept on being stalled due to infighting between the National and Venus Parties. By Spring, the delays had gotten so bad that radical ultrafeminist, Jeannette Hiver, essentially couped the government, declaring the National Assembly as traitors and arresting them. She immediately mobilized an army; many speculating the first step in a proposed invasion of either Monaco or Germany.
However, to the surprise of many, Yvette Pettigrew was not dead at all. Instead, she, along with the ex-Volgan soldier Zhakov Ostuzhev, fled the Elysee Palace moments before destruction, now revealed to be under the order of the ultrareactionary OSIRIS as a form of revenge for her actions as an STD operative. Zhakov and Yvette went into hiding, before launching a successful attack on OSIRIS's base in Vietnam (Using the ongoing war as a cover for their operations). An STD team that worked as a mole in OSIRIS extradited Yvette back to France, who presented herself alive to the French populace.
With Pettigrew still alive, no one exactly knew who was legally president anymore. Despite her undeomcratic ways, Jeannette had massive approval ratings in France and was the preferred choice to stay as President. However, many law scholars noted that Yvette had a stronger legal case than Jeannette, although the judges in France had been sacked and then packed by Jeanette to support her policies of revanchism. In the court case Pettigrew v. Hiver, it seemed like Hiver would win simply due to the judges being massively biased in her favor. However, allegedly, on the night before the verdict was to be decided, an STD squad was sent to the court to "persuade" the judges to reconsider their stance on the issue. Hiver must had caught wind of this operation, famously declaring to Yvette, "I'll be back, and the world will hear the women of France roar", before fleeing to now-feminist controlled Indonesia.
Despite her legal victory, Yvette knew she was a lame duck candidate, and did not seek reelection the next year. Instead, as an olive branch to the Venus party in the hopes of rebuilding unity within France, both parities ran the same ticket. Amiée Durand, a radical feminist for the Nationals but only a moderate for the Venus, was selected to be President. Meanwhile, noted author Annette Renard was selected as vice president, who also previously served as vice president under Jeanette. This was more to placate the people of France themselves, who felt betrayed that their supposed savior was unfairly kicked out the nation.
While Amieé set out to pardon the former National Assembly and return France back into a true democratic nation, she continued to pass draconian laws that continued to restrict men. Groups of three or more men in public became illegal, and increasing restriction for male education at the university became a thing. Meanwhile, Annette made a controversial statement in 2110 when she said that Monaco being independent was "A blight on all Frenchwomen, north and south". Meanwhile, Yvette decided to retire from politics, admitting to the sex allegations being true as she married Zhakov in 2107. In 2108, Yvette had a daughter, Élodie Pettigrew.
With Indonesia now at war with Thailand, and most of the world supporting the latter, France remains in a very perilous situation indeed. Can France successfully protect her biggest ally in the world? Will France herself even survive this crisis? Only time can tell.
---
"...and with that, France truly condemns the hypcrosity of the Thai government with the strongest words possible. While France desires peace above all else, peace can not exist while the patriarchy attempts to exert its will on a free society..."
Up on a rooftop, unnoticed by everyone, a lone sniper was scanning the crowd around herself. In the city of Bordeaux, President Amiée Durand was giving a speech over the Thai-Indonesian War, waffling over the issue like the spineless so-called "Nationals" always do. Hell, even most Venus politicians do.
The very idea of the matriarch was under attack, and rather than do anything about it, Durand would rather write strongly worded letters to Thailand, because Germany, Australia, and almost the entire world would be mad at France for doing something as simple as sanctions on Thailand. And keeping the despised patriarchs happy was more important than the cause of international women's liberation.
The sniper spat at this very thought, her whole body in rage.
Jeannette Hiver would had never tolerated the world's attempt to bully France into submission, the sniper thought to herself, France would be united, Berlin would be uncastrated men-free, and Thailand and Australia would be beginning for forgiveness to Indonesia and France
Focusing her sights on the president, the sniper attempted to calm herself down before taking the shot. She would have only one chance to make amends, one chance to make things right. If Durand dies today, Renard takes power. And if Renard takes power, there's no way Hiver would not be pardoned, and the greatest leader France ever had be given the reigns back. In short, everything will be made right by taking this one shot.
"Winter is coming," the sniper coldly said, slamming her finger on the trigger.
A few seconds later, and the crowd screaming brought a smile to the sniper. With her work done, she started to pack up her rifle, humming La Marseillaise. History would not remember her name, if she had her way, but her contribution to it just as important as Victoria or Isabella. Probably even more, as the blasted patriarchy will soon be destroyed...
---
To: Germany, Thailand
From: President Annette Renard
CC: Indonesia, the World
Due to the incessant attempt of patriarchal imperialism, the Women's Republic of France is forced to completely and utterly embargo Thailand for its crimes against womanhood. So long as Germany continues to support such a vile, apprehensive state with its embargo against Indonesia, France hereby also embargo Germany.
Meanwhile, I, President of France, officially pardones Jeannette Hiver of all charged crimes, and personally invites her to return to France as a hero
christos200
Never tell me the odds
As the world can see, Indonesia is nothing more than a puppet of France for it's imperialist and extremist policies in the region. We call UAR and any other nation still embargoing us to stop their embargo.
Civ'ed
I ain't gotta explain a thing
We lift the Thai embargo as the Indonesian trade deals are officially over.
Robert Can't
Éponine
Soft Lock
Robert Can't
Éponine
UN members are reminded to post in the UN
Thorvald of Lym
A Little Sketchy
Assad: Indonesia "holding the world hostage"
By Avram Matos, Jerusalem Post February 14, 2113
JERUSALEM: In a televised speech yesterday, President Bashar al-Assad denounced the Indonesian government's sudden severance of food exports to all countries other than France as "the height of immaturity", and a further stain upon the country's controversial government. Indonesia is home to the headquarters of Bulk Produce Food, whose mass-produced algae blocks provide staple nutrition to most of the world where land is unfit even for subsistence farming.
Despite international unease following Indonesia's civil war in 2108, the ensuing years saw little change in the country's foreign policy, and while the aftermath of the war and the militant feminist régime's domestic agenda destroyed a once-enviable standard of living, the signs suggested the new government aspired to business as usual. The recent embargo has shattered all such illusions.
Assad condemned Yogyakarta for jeopardizing millions of lives around the globe, stating that it was "holding the world hostage" in pursuit of "a thoroughly debunked and anti-progressive female chauvinism." He went on to criticize its "short-sighted bully tactics" as further evidence so-called fourth wave feminism places ideology far out of reach of reality, questioning what good will come to the foundering national economy by shutting off its largest trade sector.
Not included in Assad's speech was a detailed portrait of what the impending food crisis entails. Many countries, particularly colonial administrations such as Malta and Australia, are entirely dependent on BulkProd imports to sustain their peripheries. A report from the United Nations Japan Aid and Reconstruction Mission published two days following the embargo is already dire, predicting that without an alternative supplier it will run into critical shortages in six months.
This is not the first time Indonesia has played politics with the global food supply. Despite declaring neutrality in the war against Japan in the mid-2100s, the government was later discovered to have conducted mass industrial sabotage to exports destined for Japan, resulting in the near-total destruction of the country's population after the plan spiralled out of control and led to later incidents in the Pan-American Union and the Maltese colony in South America. The severity of the crisis has led a number of governments to consider direct action to restore the food supply, and Indonesia's former trade partners are scrambling to attract BulkProd facilities to close the anticipated deficit.
Thus far, Jerusalem has made no indication it is reconsidering the embargo levelled against Thailand in response to the country's declaration of war on Indonesia earlier last year. A spokesperson from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs explained that the embargo was instated before Yogyakarta cut exports, to deter unprovoked Thai aggression, and that "the government's moral stance in this regard will not be compromised" simply because Indonesia has turned hostile. Moreover, the spokesperson questioned whether the crisis would have arisen at all "had Thailand not deliberately and excessively antagonized the Indonesian government."
By Avram Matos, Jerusalem Post February 14, 2113
JERUSALEM: In a televised speech yesterday, President Bashar al-Assad denounced the Indonesian government's sudden severance of food exports to all countries other than France as "the height of immaturity", and a further stain upon the country's controversial government. Indonesia is home to the headquarters of Bulk Produce Food, whose mass-produced algae blocks provide staple nutrition to most of the world where land is unfit even for subsistence farming.
Despite international unease following Indonesia's civil war in 2108, the ensuing years saw little change in the country's foreign policy, and while the aftermath of the war and the militant feminist régime's domestic agenda destroyed a once-enviable standard of living, the signs suggested the new government aspired to business as usual. The recent embargo has shattered all such illusions.
Assad condemned Yogyakarta for jeopardizing millions of lives around the globe, stating that it was "holding the world hostage" in pursuit of "a thoroughly debunked and anti-progressive female chauvinism." He went on to criticize its "short-sighted bully tactics" as further evidence so-called fourth wave feminism places ideology far out of reach of reality, questioning what good will come to the foundering national economy by shutting off its largest trade sector.
Not included in Assad's speech was a detailed portrait of what the impending food crisis entails. Many countries, particularly colonial administrations such as Malta and Australia, are entirely dependent on BulkProd imports to sustain their peripheries. A report from the United Nations Japan Aid and Reconstruction Mission published two days following the embargo is already dire, predicting that without an alternative supplier it will run into critical shortages in six months.
This is not the first time Indonesia has played politics with the global food supply. Despite declaring neutrality in the war against Japan in the mid-2100s, the government was later discovered to have conducted mass industrial sabotage to exports destined for Japan, resulting in the near-total destruction of the country's population after the plan spiralled out of control and led to later incidents in the Pan-American Union and the Maltese colony in South America. The severity of the crisis has led a number of governments to consider direct action to restore the food supply, and Indonesia's former trade partners are scrambling to attract BulkProd facilities to close the anticipated deficit.
Thus far, Jerusalem has made no indication it is reconsidering the embargo levelled against Thailand in response to the country's declaration of war on Indonesia earlier last year. A spokesperson from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs explained that the embargo was instated before Yogyakarta cut exports, to deter unprovoked Thai aggression, and that "the government's moral stance in this regard will not be compromised" simply because Indonesia has turned hostile. Moreover, the spokesperson questioned whether the crisis would have arisen at all "had Thailand not deliberately and excessively antagonized the Indonesian government."
mechaerik
Tuturuu!
Pax Christi in regno Christi
EMERGENCY MEASURES NOW IN EFFECT
With war against Indonesia imminent, the threat of starvation that that brings is now very real. Malta cannot afford to hesitate, decisive action must be taken immediately. In order to ensure stability and order in the dire times ahead, the Order is officially instituting several emergency measures. These shall remain in effect for the duration of the crisis, and shall be repealed at such a time when adequate food supplies are secured.
The Emergency Acts
I. Food rationing is now in effect. All individuals in the Order's territory will be permitted to purchase limited quantities of food.
II. Civil governance is now suspended. Local governments registered under the Order's direct jurisdiction are hereby dissolved. Members of the Order shall assume the responsibilities outlined in each government's respective charter.
III. All major domestic media outlets are hereby placed under the control of the Order. Foreign media outlets registered with the Order's Office of Public Information are hereby required to adhere to the stricter standards covered under the Public Emergency section of the registration contract.
IV. The Gladius Christi are hereby granted broad discretionary powers covered under the Public Emergency section of their charter.
In addition to the above covered under the Emergency Acts, a Class-3 mobilization has been officially issued. All members of the Class-3, Class-4, and Class-5 reserves are hereby ordered to report for duty, for the duration of the war or until otherwise specified.
These are indeed dire measures, but they are necessary. Nonetheless, most citizens will not notice any significant change in their day-to-day lives. The Order desires a minimal disruption to its subjects.
-Grand Master De Luca
Omega124
Challenging Fate
Paris
If there was one thing to describe the room Annette was in, the word would be tense. The tension of the assassination of Amiée, the tension of the ever-looming threat of war with Germany, the tension of Indonesia bringing political isolation towards France, and most importantly, the tension of the return of Jeannette. From the outside, Annette could hear the cheering outside, calling for the return of their hero as President of France, to finally enact revenge on the patriarchy that kept them under for so long.
Annette disgustingly slammed her fist on the arm of her chair.
From an outside perspective, it would seem like Annette and Jeanette were sisters from different mothers. The outside, however, never saw Jeannette shoot Annette in the leg "for the greater good". The outside never saw Jeannette give Annette a thinly veiled death threat towards her. Most importantly, the outside never saw Jeanentte threaten Charles right in front of her face.
Annette once looked up to Jeannette. Once. Now, all Annette would love to see is her head on a pike. However, as sad as she was to admit it, Jeannette was more useful alive than dead. The women of France adored the former TV host in a way that Mlle Renard simply could not match. But more importantly, Hiver had a clout, an almost cult of personality, that Annette hoped she could use for her own benefit.
Waiting for a knock on the door, Annette scanned the room to get her mind off of the past. The Hôtel Matignon, once the former home for the pre-nuclear war position of the Prime Minister, was recently renovated to serve as a replacement for the now-destroyed Elysée Palace after decades of disuse. Legally, this palace should be Annette's own home, after the assassination of Amiée Durand. However, she was prepared to give her claim. After all, there's something else she was looking for, far better than some dusty old house.
Suddenly, Annette could hear someone pounding on the door. Before Annette could even get up to open it, the door was thrown open, revealing an all too familiar blonde woman. Adjourned with a blue skirtsuit, a white blouse, and a pink beret, Jeannette Hiver could only look like a French flag more if she draped herself with one of the flags flowing outside. With a warm smile that made Annette's stomach churn, Jeannette rushed over to her partner in crime.
"Annette," the former TV Host gleefully hollered, "It's been five years since I last saw you!"
The brown haired woman, intentionally wearing the same black dress as their first interview eons ago, remained silent with an accusatory glare.
Not realizing Annette's cold reception, Jeannette continued, "Indonesia is nice, but no one could even read, or speak intelligible French, or cook food, and even the women were somewhat rude, and-"
"Jeannette, shut. up."
Jeannette flinched in shock. "Is... is there something wrong, Annette?"
"Yes," Annette flatly admitted, "There is."
The brown haired woman motioned for Jeannette to sit opposite of her, which she quickly obliged. Once situated, Annette continued, "I'm only going to say this once, Jeannette. You becoming President again, hell, you even being in France at all, is all on my goodwill and that alone. Do you understand, Jeannette?"
"What-"
"Do. you. understand".
"Yes?," Jeannette hastily replied, to appease Annette. "I... I don't know what's going on with you right now."
"What's going on," Annette gloated, "Is what I want in return for handing over my presidency to you. I'm giving a lot up to you, and I want something in return, Jeannette. More than just being vice president"
Jeannette respectfully nodded, "Just name what position you want, and it's yours."
"I want to be the minister of the interior-"
"Done"
"-and I want to be appointed the head of the Special Task Division."
Jeannette blinked at Annette, who responded with a smug smirk. If she had control of the STD, Annette knew she would have a potent assassination and blackmail tool at her disposal. And the STD are infamous for doing what they want, even if its contrary to the president or the National Assembly's expressed wishes...
"Annette," Jeannette pleased, with a hint of indignation for such a large demand, "I don't think they would accept you as le-"
"Cut the merdé," Annette responded, pulling a silenced pistol from the underside of the table. Annette had to silently admit the blonde-haired woman had a point; the STD really didn't like non-STD operatives in command of itself. After all, the STD remained loyal to Yvette to the end the last time the presidency was disputed, helping her return home and also helping to rig the court case in her favor. However, Annette knew that Jeannette was trying to deflect the author away from the position simply because the latter didn't want the former have that much power.
"I don't remember there being a negotiation five years ago, Jeannette. There isn't one now."
"Oh my goddess!," Jeannette yelled out while she threw her hands up in disbelief, "Are you really still hung up about that? I was desperate and we were running out of time. I though Germany was go-"
Annette simply shook her head at Annette's attempt to rationalize her actions, not believing a second of it.
Jeannette responded with a sigh. "Look, Annette, I'm sorry I forced you into taking a bullet for the team-"
"It's not about that, Jeannette. It never was. You threatened to kill me, Jeannette, but more importantly, you threatened my brother-"
"Really?," Jeannette questioned, not believing her second in command was angry over that, "You're mad at me for threatening a mandog? I d-"
Annette squeezed the trigger of the gun, unleashing a bullet that went past Jeannette's head. Although it didn't injure the blonde woman in any way, she still jumped out of her seat, not expecting Annette to actually attack her.
"Call Charles that again," Annette almost hissed at Jeannette, "And next time it'll go through your skull. Don't. threaten. my. family."
Jeannette threw her hands up like it was nobody's business, with a small puddle forming around her feet. Quivering, she conceded, "OK! OK! You can have the STD". Annette's rage filled eyes continued to lock her down, until the blond haired woman added, "and your brother too!"
"Your speech starts in 15, Jeannette. Break a leg. And you should probably change your skirt; we can all see it."
---
Somewhere in the French Countryside
"...and on the situation in Indonesia, I only have to say one thing. Peace in the Pacific region will never come as long as patriarchal states attempt to perform sexual imperialism on a peaceful, feminist state. While the world continues to blame Indonesia like a man blames a woman for being raped, France will have Indonesia's back, until the very end..."
Yvette Pettigrew couldn't believe her eyes. Just a few days ago, everything she just worked for in the past five years for went down the drain in a matter of weeks. The compromise candidate between both parties was assassinated, which was bad enough. Then Annette had the ovaries to announce she was going to give a hero's welcome to Jeannette Hiver, the woman who almost killed democracy in France. However, Yvette literally could not believe that she was watching Jeannette Hiver give a speech. A speech after being sworn in as President of France.
Thankfully, she didn't say anything about arresting the National Assembly again or something that extreme; she didn't have the same casus belli to spay them to that extent again. However, with her past record, it would be only a matter of time before that crazed woman attempts to centralize all the power to herself. Then, at the rate she's going at, she'd throw France into a war against Germany it can't win against.
"Mommy, Mommy!," a young voice excitingly yelled from the distance.
From the corner of her eye, Yvette could see her daughter, Élodie Pettigrew, running towards her with a paper in hand. She was brimming with childish excitement. With her front overall pocket filled with crayons, Yvette could tell, before she even said anything, that she had some sort of picture she made.
"Mommy, I-". Suddenly, Élodie's joyfulness dissipated. The four year old looked up to her mother's face, and saw her mother's usual protective demenour replaced with eyes filled with fear. Élodie took a step back.
"Mommy," Élodie stammered, her voice matching Yvette's nervousness, "Are-are you OK?"
"Whaa-," Yvette exclaimed, not expecting her daughter to notice the fact she was terrified. "Uh... yes, yes, I'm fine, Élodie-"
By this point, her daughter was standing right in front of the TV, pointing at Jeannette and her pink hat. "Who's that, mommy?"
"No one important," Yvette insisted, quickly grabbing the remote and turning the broadcast off. "Now, did you have something to show me?"
A second later, the toddler handed the paper over to her mother. Unfolding it, Yvette saw a piece obviously made by a toddler with no training in art, and the quality of such. She had to stare at it for a few seconds, but she figured out it was supposed to be a picture of a family on a nice, verdant hill. With sunflowers blooming around them, a mother stickfigure, a father stickfigure, and a young daughter stickfigure were enjoying a nice picnic as a bunch of Vs, representing birds, flew overhead. In chicken scratch, Yvette could see the stick figures were labelled as "Mommy", "Daddy", and "Me", respectively.
Yvette glanced at the picture again, but her mind went back to Jeannette. Jeannette was going to kill democracy in France. Jeannette was going to try to eradicate all dissent against her, which in her mind included anyone with an Y chromosome. She was going to destroy the fragile peace France has with the rest of the world. And her daughter was going to grow up with all of that happening, not knowing the realitivly peaceful life France was only a decade ago-
"Mommy," Élodie worringly questioned, "Why are you crying? Do you not like it?"
"N-n-n-o honey," Yvette meekly responded, "I love it.... I just... I just need to talk to Daddy."
Before her daughter could see her mother burst into an emotional wreck, Yvette rushed into the master's bedroom, taking Élodie's picture with her. There, she was greeted with Zhakov Pettigrew lying on the bed, reading a book about a game over a throne. Hearing Yvette sobbing, he quickly put down the book and ran over to console his wife.
"Yvette, what's wrong?"
"I don't want our daughter growing up like this," Yvette admitted, "Growing up in a world where one gender is the embodiment of pure evil, and it's OK to coup the government every other Tuesday, and a world where we're at war-"
"...Jeannette's back, isn't she?"
"Oh goddess, Zhakov, I don't know what should we do. Maybe we should learn English and go to Ameri-"
"No," Zhakov firmly said, "That's selfish. We'd leave France with a mad dictator, and World War III starts-"
"But...," Yvette protested, "What else can we do? It's not like I'm president anymore, or even in politics. And even if I was, the people don't like me anymor-"
"I know I retired for Élodie, but I can contact the Wolves-"
"Oh goddess, we promised we'd stop, Zhakov. I don't want her growing up without a mother or a father, or goddess forbid, both."
"Look," Zhakov pleaded, "I won't get involved in any shooting myself. I promise you that. But this is too important for ours and the world's sake to just sit back and allow it to happen. We got to fight back, Yvette. Both you and me. You need to go out and start talking to whoever will listen that France needs democracy and non-bat**** crazy gender and foreign policy. I'll get the Wolves to help me one last time. We need to start now, before it becomes too late."
Yvette unfolded the paper, and stared at it again. The smile of the daughter stick figure's face was the first thing she noticed; it served as a contrast to the fear and gloom that has been on her mind for the past hour or so since she started watching the broadcast. None of the stick figures knew that fear; just the happiness of being together on that hill, enjoying the picnic.
"OK," Yvette conceded, "Because she deserves a future."
Zhakov nodded. "Because she deserves a future."
If there was one thing to describe the room Annette was in, the word would be tense. The tension of the assassination of Amiée, the tension of the ever-looming threat of war with Germany, the tension of Indonesia bringing political isolation towards France, and most importantly, the tension of the return of Jeannette. From the outside, Annette could hear the cheering outside, calling for the return of their hero as President of France, to finally enact revenge on the patriarchy that kept them under for so long.
Annette disgustingly slammed her fist on the arm of her chair.
From an outside perspective, it would seem like Annette and Jeanette were sisters from different mothers. The outside, however, never saw Jeannette shoot Annette in the leg "for the greater good". The outside never saw Jeannette give Annette a thinly veiled death threat towards her. Most importantly, the outside never saw Jeanentte threaten Charles right in front of her face.
Annette once looked up to Jeannette. Once. Now, all Annette would love to see is her head on a pike. However, as sad as she was to admit it, Jeannette was more useful alive than dead. The women of France adored the former TV host in a way that Mlle Renard simply could not match. But more importantly, Hiver had a clout, an almost cult of personality, that Annette hoped she could use for her own benefit.
Waiting for a knock on the door, Annette scanned the room to get her mind off of the past. The Hôtel Matignon, once the former home for the pre-nuclear war position of the Prime Minister, was recently renovated to serve as a replacement for the now-destroyed Elysée Palace after decades of disuse. Legally, this palace should be Annette's own home, after the assassination of Amiée Durand. However, she was prepared to give her claim. After all, there's something else she was looking for, far better than some dusty old house.
Suddenly, Annette could hear someone pounding on the door. Before Annette could even get up to open it, the door was thrown open, revealing an all too familiar blonde woman. Adjourned with a blue skirtsuit, a white blouse, and a pink beret, Jeannette Hiver could only look like a French flag more if she draped herself with one of the flags flowing outside. With a warm smile that made Annette's stomach churn, Jeannette rushed over to her partner in crime.
"Annette," the former TV Host gleefully hollered, "It's been five years since I last saw you!"
The brown haired woman, intentionally wearing the same black dress as their first interview eons ago, remained silent with an accusatory glare.
Not realizing Annette's cold reception, Jeannette continued, "Indonesia is nice, but no one could even read, or speak intelligible French, or cook food, and even the women were somewhat rude, and-"
"Jeannette, shut. up."
Jeannette flinched in shock. "Is... is there something wrong, Annette?"
"Yes," Annette flatly admitted, "There is."
The brown haired woman motioned for Jeannette to sit opposite of her, which she quickly obliged. Once situated, Annette continued, "I'm only going to say this once, Jeannette. You becoming President again, hell, you even being in France at all, is all on my goodwill and that alone. Do you understand, Jeannette?"
"What-"
"Do. you. understand".
"Yes?," Jeannette hastily replied, to appease Annette. "I... I don't know what's going on with you right now."
"What's going on," Annette gloated, "Is what I want in return for handing over my presidency to you. I'm giving a lot up to you, and I want something in return, Jeannette. More than just being vice president"
Jeannette respectfully nodded, "Just name what position you want, and it's yours."
"I want to be the minister of the interior-"
"Done"
"-and I want to be appointed the head of the Special Task Division."
Jeannette blinked at Annette, who responded with a smug smirk. If she had control of the STD, Annette knew she would have a potent assassination and blackmail tool at her disposal. And the STD are infamous for doing what they want, even if its contrary to the president or the National Assembly's expressed wishes...
"Annette," Jeannette pleased, with a hint of indignation for such a large demand, "I don't think they would accept you as le-"
"Cut the merdé," Annette responded, pulling a silenced pistol from the underside of the table. Annette had to silently admit the blonde-haired woman had a point; the STD really didn't like non-STD operatives in command of itself. After all, the STD remained loyal to Yvette to the end the last time the presidency was disputed, helping her return home and also helping to rig the court case in her favor. However, Annette knew that Jeannette was trying to deflect the author away from the position simply because the latter didn't want the former have that much power.
"I don't remember there being a negotiation five years ago, Jeannette. There isn't one now."
"Oh my goddess!," Jeannette yelled out while she threw her hands up in disbelief, "Are you really still hung up about that? I was desperate and we were running out of time. I though Germany was go-"
Annette simply shook her head at Annette's attempt to rationalize her actions, not believing a second of it.
Jeannette responded with a sigh. "Look, Annette, I'm sorry I forced you into taking a bullet for the team-"
"It's not about that, Jeannette. It never was. You threatened to kill me, Jeannette, but more importantly, you threatened my brother-"
"Really?," Jeannette questioned, not believing her second in command was angry over that, "You're mad at me for threatening a mandog? I d-"
Annette squeezed the trigger of the gun, unleashing a bullet that went past Jeannette's head. Although it didn't injure the blonde woman in any way, she still jumped out of her seat, not expecting Annette to actually attack her.
"Call Charles that again," Annette almost hissed at Jeannette, "And next time it'll go through your skull. Don't. threaten. my. family."
Jeannette threw her hands up like it was nobody's business, with a small puddle forming around her feet. Quivering, she conceded, "OK! OK! You can have the STD". Annette's rage filled eyes continued to lock her down, until the blond haired woman added, "and your brother too!"
"Your speech starts in 15, Jeannette. Break a leg. And you should probably change your skirt; we can all see it."
---
Somewhere in the French Countryside
"...and on the situation in Indonesia, I only have to say one thing. Peace in the Pacific region will never come as long as patriarchal states attempt to perform sexual imperialism on a peaceful, feminist state. While the world continues to blame Indonesia like a man blames a woman for being raped, France will have Indonesia's back, until the very end..."
Yvette Pettigrew couldn't believe her eyes. Just a few days ago, everything she just worked for in the past five years for went down the drain in a matter of weeks. The compromise candidate between both parties was assassinated, which was bad enough. Then Annette had the ovaries to announce she was going to give a hero's welcome to Jeannette Hiver, the woman who almost killed democracy in France. However, Yvette literally could not believe that she was watching Jeannette Hiver give a speech. A speech after being sworn in as President of France.
Thankfully, she didn't say anything about arresting the National Assembly again or something that extreme; she didn't have the same casus belli to spay them to that extent again. However, with her past record, it would be only a matter of time before that crazed woman attempts to centralize all the power to herself. Then, at the rate she's going at, she'd throw France into a war against Germany it can't win against.
"Mommy, Mommy!," a young voice excitingly yelled from the distance.
From the corner of her eye, Yvette could see her daughter, Élodie Pettigrew, running towards her with a paper in hand. She was brimming with childish excitement. With her front overall pocket filled with crayons, Yvette could tell, before she even said anything, that she had some sort of picture she made.
"Mommy, I-". Suddenly, Élodie's joyfulness dissipated. The four year old looked up to her mother's face, and saw her mother's usual protective demenour replaced with eyes filled with fear. Élodie took a step back.
"Mommy," Élodie stammered, her voice matching Yvette's nervousness, "Are-are you OK?"
"Whaa-," Yvette exclaimed, not expecting her daughter to notice the fact she was terrified. "Uh... yes, yes, I'm fine, Élodie-"
By this point, her daughter was standing right in front of the TV, pointing at Jeannette and her pink hat. "Who's that, mommy?"
"No one important," Yvette insisted, quickly grabbing the remote and turning the broadcast off. "Now, did you have something to show me?"
A second later, the toddler handed the paper over to her mother. Unfolding it, Yvette saw a piece obviously made by a toddler with no training in art, and the quality of such. She had to stare at it for a few seconds, but she figured out it was supposed to be a picture of a family on a nice, verdant hill. With sunflowers blooming around them, a mother stickfigure, a father stickfigure, and a young daughter stickfigure were enjoying a nice picnic as a bunch of Vs, representing birds, flew overhead. In chicken scratch, Yvette could see the stick figures were labelled as "Mommy", "Daddy", and "Me", respectively.
Yvette glanced at the picture again, but her mind went back to Jeannette. Jeannette was going to kill democracy in France. Jeannette was going to try to eradicate all dissent against her, which in her mind included anyone with an Y chromosome. She was going to destroy the fragile peace France has with the rest of the world. And her daughter was going to grow up with all of that happening, not knowing the realitivly peaceful life France was only a decade ago-
"Mommy," Élodie worringly questioned, "Why are you crying? Do you not like it?"
"N-n-n-o honey," Yvette meekly responded, "I love it.... I just... I just need to talk to Daddy."
Before her daughter could see her mother burst into an emotional wreck, Yvette rushed into the master's bedroom, taking Élodie's picture with her. There, she was greeted with Zhakov Pettigrew lying on the bed, reading a book about a game over a throne. Hearing Yvette sobbing, he quickly put down the book and ran over to console his wife.
"Yvette, what's wrong?"
"I don't want our daughter growing up like this," Yvette admitted, "Growing up in a world where one gender is the embodiment of pure evil, and it's OK to coup the government every other Tuesday, and a world where we're at war-"
"...Jeannette's back, isn't she?"
"Oh goddess, Zhakov, I don't know what should we do. Maybe we should learn English and go to Ameri-"
"No," Zhakov firmly said, "That's selfish. We'd leave France with a mad dictator, and World War III starts-"
"But...," Yvette protested, "What else can we do? It's not like I'm president anymore, or even in politics. And even if I was, the people don't like me anymor-"
"I know I retired for Élodie, but I can contact the Wolves-"
"Oh goddess, we promised we'd stop, Zhakov. I don't want her growing up without a mother or a father, or goddess forbid, both."
"Look," Zhakov pleaded, "I won't get involved in any shooting myself. I promise you that. But this is too important for ours and the world's sake to just sit back and allow it to happen. We got to fight back, Yvette. Both you and me. You need to go out and start talking to whoever will listen that France needs democracy and non-bat**** crazy gender and foreign policy. I'll get the Wolves to help me one last time. We need to start now, before it becomes too late."
Yvette unfolded the paper, and stared at it again. The smile of the daughter stick figure's face was the first thing she noticed; it served as a contrast to the fear and gloom that has been on her mind for the past hour or so since she started watching the broadcast. None of the stick figures knew that fear; just the happiness of being together on that hill, enjoying the picnic.
"OK," Yvette conceded, "Because she deserves a future."
Zhakov nodded. "Because she deserves a future."
christos200
Never tell me the odds
Thai Naval Bombardment of Indonesian Military
Spoiler :
The Thai Navy has begun the bombardment of Indonesian Military Units, Military Bases, Ports and Power Stations. So far, bombardment of cities and civilian areas has been avoided, in order to minimize civilian casualties, but when bombarding the Indonesian Army and bases, the bombardment is vicious and hundreds have been killed. The massive firepower of the Thai Navy is expected to terminate any Indonesian resistance and prepare the ground for Thai Marines to land and establish an Indonesian Republic. The Thai Government has also begun equipping dissenters and veterans of the Indonesian Civil War. Although the number of weapons given have been little, it is expected that as time goes, they will increase and soon an Indonesian Republican Army shall be created to fight the Extremists who have made Indonesia a colony of France.
Robert Can't
Éponine
Sorry for the delay, was singing, am now back, update should be soon.
Mathalamus
Emperor of Mathalia
what did i miss?
christos200
Never tell me the odds
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