Multipolarity II - Game Thread

Alright, warning sent out to all without orders, they'll lock at 5 PM tomorrow. For reference, it's 4:43 PM for me right now.

As a note: RP still counts during the lock period for bonuses.
 
Is my deal for 5 stock still going through?
 
is there any particular reason why mine is then?
 
The following is from a radio broadbast from True Voice, Mandatum's offical radio station.

Formatics! Are you in fear, anger or other negative emotion towards the bigotry plots of London?

Are you in harrow of the USSR using your kind as a food source?

Are you in harrow of the genocide?

Are you tired of this and other discrimination against you?

Fear not!

We of Mandatum can help!

We of Mandatum can help you bring down those who strike down your kind!

Join us!

We are a universal organisation that has many job prospects that can aid fund your desires to aid your fellow Formatics!

You can work frontline if need be to save your Formatic comrades!

All of Formatkind needs you to join Mandatum!

Seek out us via your local network node via Mandatum, your internet network via www.mandatum.org or by seeking your local NGO recruitment centre.

Ask not what Mandatum can do for you but of what you can do to save the Formatics from the evils that dare prey on them!

Glory is to be a member of Mandatum!
 
The FRVOC imposes a ban on Mayonnaise imports. Mayonnaise is now illegal in the FRVOC and anyone found with it shall be executed by pendulum.
 
The American Empire​
~Vox Populi, Vox Dei~

300px-Imperial_States_of_America.svg.png

Statistical Data of the American Empire:

Capital: Imperium(Philadelphia)
Government Structure: Imperial Hall(Remodeled and expanded Independence Hall)
Currency: Imperial Mark
Ethnicity: 78% White, 10% Hispanic, 10% Black, 2% Other.
Religion: Primarily Catholic, but with a strong Protestant minority and even a visible Jewish subculture. Various other faiths such as Hinduism and Bhuddism are present, but uncommon.
Political Position: Centrist
Languages: American(Mixture of English and Quebecois French)

Spoiler :
Imperial Army:

I Division "Rough Lovers" ~ Personal division of the Imperial heir Timothy I, later forming his guards in the campaign against the New Yorker raiders.

II Division "Barrier-Breakers" ~ Armored division, notable for assisting Emperor Timothy I in battle against the New Yorkers at a pivotal moment on Jan 16, 2993.

III Division "Hell March" ~ Airborne division/special forces attachments. Guard division of the Imperial Hall in Imperium.

IV Division "Dark Lords" ~ Support division, heavy artillery elements. Current station far west, securing land from Mid-plains Raiders.

V Division "Vendetta" ~ Mechanized division with Close Air Support helicopters. Stationed south of Imperium on pacification and settlement duty.

American Imperial Navy: (AIN)

ANV Victimizer(BB-01) - Battleship, Victimizer-class. Command ship, First Fleet. UNDER CONSTRUCTION.

ANV Roadrunner(DD-31) - Destroyer, Gulliver-class. Support screening vessel, First Fleet. UNDER CONSTRUCTION.

ANV Gulliver(DD-32) - Destroyer, Gulliver-class. Support screening vessel, First Fleet. UNDER CONSTRUCTION.

ANV Crusoe(DD-33) - Destroyer, Gulliver-class. Support screening vessel, First Fleet. UNDER CONSTRUCTION.

ANV Overthrow(SS-01) - Submarine, Overthrow-class. Scanning reconnaissance/capital ship termination vessel, First Fleet. UNDER CONSTRUCTION.

Air Force(IAAF):

1st Flight "Kitty Hawkers" ~ Air Division, attached to Imperium guards(III Division). Specialize in air superiority and CAP missions. Operates: F-119 Falcon.

2nd Flight "Flying Men" ~ Air Division, based south-west Empire. Reconnaissance, heavy tactical bombardment focus. Operates: F-661 Komodo.

3rd Flight "Rimshot" ~ Air Division, based northern Empire. Focus on resupply and rearmament of pinned down units via paradrop and helicopter airlift. Operates: F-119 Falcon/C-229 Pack Mule mix.

4th Flight "Screaming Eagles" ~ Elite Air Division, based Imperium AFB. Specialize in air superiority and light tactical bombardment. Operates: F-119 Falcon.

5th Flight "Justice Givers" ~ Air bombardment division. Specializes in heavy carpet bombing and deployment of advanced high-power warheads. Operates: GB-346 Badger.



Narrative: Seconds To Midnight

Spoiler :
It wasn’t really as cold as it had been outside, the girl reflected, pulling the coat tighter around her. And yet . . . somehow it is. And it’ll never be warm again.

She ran a hand through her hair, swallowing as the enormity of the day’s events ran over her.



“Get ‘em, Taylor,” the Emperor had said. “You know what you’re doing.”

Taylor paused from collecting her ski poles. “You sound uncertain.”

“Oh, no, not at all.” The Emperor hugged his daughter. “Just a tad distracted. I’ll tell you about it tomorrow.”

Taylor shook her head. “You’re so absent-minded. I see why Lady Rebecca is always joking about you.”

“Lady Rebecca was always disrespectful to her Emperor,” Taylor’s father said with a grin. “But I like her sense of humor, so I don’t mind. Now, they’re lining up. Get on out there and do the Empire proud!”



Taylor pulled the coat even tighter, one hand tracing the silver medal around her neck. It was wonderful that she’d done so well . . . but . . . at the same time . . . .

It’s not worth it, she thought.



Taylor swiftly crossed the finish line in a spray of snow, skidding to a halt. A board overhead began comparing her time to the other competitors and the princess’ breath caught. Was she really ahead of everyone except the Partitionian team?

“Good job!” Stavros shouted as the crowd cheered. Taylor’s guardian was waiting for her at the end of the course, and he embraced her, ski poles and everything. The princess laughed at her godfather.

“The Londoners and Katterlanders are still to go,” she reminded Stavros. “They could beat me out of the medals.”

“Unlikely,” Stavros replied. “But even if they do, that’s still fourth place! That’s nothing to just pass off as nothing, Tay.”

“You have such a weird way of talking,” Taylor told him. “You must have picked that up from Father.”

“When we fought in York, maybe,” Stavros replied.

The radios around the arena crackled and fizzed. The announcer had fallen silent to compare scores a minute ago, and now someone new took up the microphone.

“Congratulations, to the excellent score provided by the magnificent Princess Taylor. She is truly a boon to her country.”

“Who is that?” Taylor asked Stavros. He shrugged.

“I think we should give her a prize,” the new announcer continued. “I have the perfect one in mind.”

“I have a bad feeling about this,” Stavros muttered. Taylor would always remember that comment.

Immediately after the words left her guardian’s mouth, Taylor’s world ended.

The royal box, where her father was watching the Games with his advisers, blew apart in a cloud of flame and smoke. Taylor gaped, sudden numbness consuming her as she saw the Royal Banner flipping away on the breeze. A few flakes of snow began to fall, tangling in Taylor’s hair.

“Get down!” Stavros shouted. He grabbed the back fo Taylor’s neck and forcibly bent her over, hauling the princess away as the stands erupted with screams and further detonations. A few gunshots rang out as guards reacted to suspicious persons.

Taylor couldn’t think, through it all. She just couldn’t.



The door creaked open. Taylor looked up.

Stavros wiped some blood off his gloves with a handkerchief, standing ramrod-straight on the other side of the desk that had so recently belonged to Taylor’s father.

“Did you catch one?” Taylor asked. Stavros nodded.

“He didn’t tell us as much as I would like, but he told us enough. The Arlington Republicans are to blame.”

“The Arlington Republicans?” Taylor asked. She frowned. “Those insane people who want the failed era of democracy back?”

“Those are the ones,” Stavros replied. “Most people are okay with the status quo here but the Arlingtons . . . they’re insane. We found one of their bases in de la Ware. There should be a commander there who can lead us to the head of the organization.”

Taylor pulled her coat a little bit tighter. Stavros eyed her, seeming unsure whether to help or not.

This is my father’s desk, and his office, Taylor thought.

“Stavros . . . I should have been with him,” Taylor said.

“No, Taylor, no,” Stavros began.

“If I hadn’t wanted to compete . . . if I hadn’t been selfish . . . I – I could have done something, seen something. I could at least have been with him when he died.”

“Taylor,” Stavros said, putting a hand on her shoulder. “Then where would we be? No heir to the throne would live . . . the Arlingtons would have just what they want. It’s a blessing from God that you’re still alive.”

Taylor hugged her guardian once. She took a deep, steadying breath.

“You said we know where one of their bases is?” she asked. Stavros nodded, releasing her.

“Why is it still standing?” Empress Taylor I asked coldly, fury burning in her voice. Stavros seemed to flinch, even though he had to know the anger wasn’t directed at him.

“I want it burned,” Taylor continued. “No prisoners except the ones we need.”


Olympic Results:

Spoiler :
Alpine Skiing:
Gold: Partitionia
Silver: American Empire
Bronze: Russia

Biathalon:
Gold: Angola
Silver: Swahili
Bronze: China(Union)

Bobsleigh:
Gold: Katterland
Silver: Turkestan
Bronze: Takrur

Cross-Country Skiing:
Gold: Neuvo Brazil
Silver: Formatting Crew
Bronze: Somalia

Curling:
Gold: Somalia
Silver: Peru
Bronze: FVROC

Figure Skating:
Gold: Formatting Crew
Silver: Hungary
Bronze: Partitionia

Freestyle Skiing:
Gold: Somalia
Silver: Oz
Bronze: China(Empire)

Ice Hockey:
Gold: China(Union)
Silver: London
Bronze: Swahili

Luge:
Gold: Swahili
Silver: Nuevo Brazil
Bronze: Catalonia

Nordic Combined:
Gold: Peru
Silver: Formatting Crew
Bronze: Louisiana

Short Track Speed Skating:
Gold: Coruscant
Silver: FVROC
Bronze: Rome

Skeleton:
Gold: Prussia
Silver: Peru
Bronze: Catalonia

Ski Jumping:
Gold: Oz
Silver: Hungary
Bronze: American Empire

Snowboarding:
Gold: Louisiana
Silver: Somalia
Bronze: Russia

Speed Skating:
Gold: Jerusalem
Silver: Rome
Bronze: Java

Totals:

Somalia: 2-1-1
Formatting Crew: 1-2-0
Peru: 1-2-0
Swahili: 1-1-1
Nuevo Brazil: 1-1-0
Oz: 1-1-0
Louisiana: 1-0-1
Partitionia: 1-0-1
China(Union): 1-0-1
Coruscant: 1-0-0
Angola: 1-0-0
Prussia: 1-0-0
Katterland: 1-0-0
Jerusalem: 1-0-0
London: 0-1-0
Hungary: 0-2-0
American Empire: 0-1-1
FVROC: 0-1-1
Rome: 0-1-1
Turkestan: 0-1-0
Java: 0-0-2
Russia: 0-0-2
Catalonia: 0-0-2
Takrur: 0-0-1
China(Empire): 0-0-1
501st: 0-0-0
Bengal: 0-0-0


The American Empire congratulates all those who participated in the Olympics for their stellar efforts and sportsmanship. We also swear to hunt down those who disrupted the Games and prevent such dangers from ever coming against innocent peoples again. I reaffirm our strong foreign relations that existed under my father, and appoint Lady Rebecca as the ambassador to the Union of Nations. From this point forth, the American Empire will never allow ourselves to grow weak enough that such an attack as last week's can succeed.
~Empress Taylor I, Coronation Speech~
 
Ohey, the host can determine the Olympic results? That... actually might make the Games worth my while now. :p

And as morbid as this sounds, the above has given me some Rp inspiration of my own.

[Note: Thorvald, my earlier offer for trade relations applies to all the NPC's too. ^_^]
WHY DO YOU ALL HATE ME?!
 
I am sure the Pony Emperor understands that as an NPC he was not included in the list of applicants. :p
 
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