Reno
The Studio Ghibli Fanatic
andis-1 said:
Depends on who are the heretics, the Stalinists and their socialist ilk, the centrists or the right wingers?
NES2 V - The Great Game.
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Depends on who are the heretics, the Stalinists and their socialist ilk, the centrists or the right wingers?
Reno
The Studio Ghibli Fanatic
Contempt said:
As do i, may victory shine upon the Junkers.
das
Regeneration In Process
The Junkers shall be the least of Kaiser's troubles, I'm afraid...
Thlayli
Le Pétit Prince
Exciting! (dun dun dun)
Das, were all the monetary payments sent with success?
Das, were all the monetary payments sent with success?
das
Regeneration In Process
Yes.
A certain player acted not unsimilarily to how he did in another NES - invaded a certain country played by a person with a username beginning with the letter "a" from the north using the instability of the aforementioned country.
Guess the rest for yourself. Oh, and some other sinister forces were involved too, where would we be without them...
MjM
Deity
das said:
I tried my best.
alex994
Hail Divine Emperor!
Amazing what one day can do to a thread. I pray daily (NOT ) that the NPC China will vanquish the now NPC Japanese Rebels under Hijitsu! And Andorra doesn't even have a coast...
To France
From China
We ask that you invade Andorra.
) that the NPC China will vanquish the now NPC Japanese Rebels under Hijitsu! And Andorra doesn't even have a coast... To France
From China
We ask that you invade Andorra.
Stormbringer
The Brick and The Rose
The FK has no borders with Poland and does not compete with Poland in any area of the World, thus we see the NAP as irrelevent and not apropriate, since such an agreement would not change the status quo.
Insane_Panda
Deity
Kalthzar, I am still watching. You better destroy those rebellions.
Insane_Panda
Deity
Ferme ta bouche!
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The nobles sat in the meeting hall of the palace arguing with each other.
“He is a mere boy!” some of them shouted “Completely incapable of such an action. No if you ask me…” he said lowering his voice “It was his tutor Vasili that pulled it off. He is firmly under his thumb!”
Most of the nobles nodded in agreement. After all he was just sixteen how could he even have risen an army much less attacked the Kremlin itself?
However one of the nobles who was widely accepted to be a good judge of character said “No. I believe that everything he has done has been of his own doing. He is cold and calculating, a viper who has been biding his time to strike. We are fools not to have seen it before. I fear he will destroy us all.”
There was a silence after this pronouncement. At that point Alexius entered and walked up to the throne at the far end of the room and seated himself upon it. One of the nobles gathered up the courage to ask “Forgive me but is that not the throne of your father?”
Alexius looked coldly at the noble. “My father is dead”
The eyes of every noble in the room widened in horror. Alexius continued ignoring the tension in the room “It seems that the recent events were far too stressful for him. My father unfortunately succumbed to a heart attack early in the morning after complaining of chest pains. His death…. grieves me terribly and no doubt all of you. However before he died he signed his abdication turning over the throne to me. Also he made it clear in his will that I was to rule directly. Without a regent.” His eyes narrowed at a pair of nobles who looked furious about this and were on the verge of getting up.
Under his gaze they meekly sank back into their seats. “I have the document here of course, and it can be verified by anyone of you. There is no question about it. I am Tsar of All Muscovy now.”
The nobles scarcely dared to move or breathe much less question its authenticity.
“Now the business of the state must continue must it not? I have begun to initiate a series of reforms aimed at strengthening the Empire and radically changing the way our nation works for our benefit.”
The nobles winced at the words. They despised and feared change of any sort.
“First of all if we are to exist we need something to unite us. Something more than kings and ideals. Muscovy should be our king, we will subordinate ourselves to only one thing and that will be Muscovy and only to Muscovy. Muscovy, will be our god, our king and our very lives. And though each Muscovite, tries to enhance his own reputation, strives to be great in the eyes of his fellow Muscovites, in the long run it will all be done to enhance Muscovy, and Muscovy’s greatness. We will worship a place, not a man, not an ideal. Men come and go there terms on earth are fleeting, ideals shift and sway with every philosophical wind, But a place can be eternal as long as those who live in that place care for it and make it greater. I Tsar Alexius am a great Muscovite, but at the end of my life whatever I have done will have gone to swell the might and majesty of my place Muscovy. I am here today not on my own behalf or the behalf of any other man. I am here today on the behalf of my place Muscovy!”
One of the nobles spoke up “But a place Tsar Alexius is just a collection of objects! If it is a town, a collection of buildings, if it is a sanctuary a collection of churches. If it is a countryside, a collection of trees and rocks and fields. How can a place generate such feelings? Feelings of nobility? You would look at a collection of buildings and peoples and do all for the sake of them?
Alexius grasped the golden scepter next to the throne and extended it. “This is Muscovy,” he touched his forearm “This is Muscovy” He stood up to display his golden throne “This is Muscovy” He drew his sword “This is Muscovy”
And then he paused and looked into every pair of eyes and said, “I am Muscovy and so is any man who calls himself a Muscovite.”
He sat down again “We must reject the concept that any man is mightier than the place that bred him. No Muscovite man is greater than Muscovy. Muscovy is a place that breeds great men. But what they are, what they do is for her glory. Their contribution to her ongoing power. And I tell you that Muscovy will last as long as Muscovites hold Muscovy greater than a ideal or single man.”
Again the noble spoke up “But the Tsar is a manifestation of everything you say Tsar Alexius.”
I will have to watch that one thought Alexius to himself. He is rebellious.
“A Tsar cannot be” said Alexius “A Tsar is concerned first with himself, a Tsar believes he is closer to the gods than all other men. Some Tsars believe that they are gods. All personal. Tsars use their countries to fuel themselves. Muscovy will use Muscovites to fuel herself.”
“Now!” he said continuing quickly before the noble could question him further.
Yes that man would certainly have to be removed. “These reforms shall ensure the strength and continuation of Muscovy. These reforms will be radical and greatly change our nation and how it works. I have called you here today to ask you weather you will agree to these reforms.” He stared gravely at each of them “Think well and carefully before you answer….” A hint of the threat was clear.
The nobles all paled visibly and slowly nodded in agreement.
Alexius grinned “Excellent!”
“He is a mere boy!” some of them shouted “Completely incapable of such an action. No if you ask me…” he said lowering his voice “It was his tutor Vasili that pulled it off. He is firmly under his thumb!”
Most of the nobles nodded in agreement. After all he was just sixteen how could he even have risen an army much less attacked the Kremlin itself?
However one of the nobles who was widely accepted to be a good judge of character said “No. I believe that everything he has done has been of his own doing. He is cold and calculating, a viper who has been biding his time to strike. We are fools not to have seen it before. I fear he will destroy us all.”
There was a silence after this pronouncement. At that point Alexius entered and walked up to the throne at the far end of the room and seated himself upon it. One of the nobles gathered up the courage to ask “Forgive me but is that not the throne of your father?”
Alexius looked coldly at the noble. “My father is dead”
The eyes of every noble in the room widened in horror. Alexius continued ignoring the tension in the room “It seems that the recent events were far too stressful for him. My father unfortunately succumbed to a heart attack early in the morning after complaining of chest pains. His death…. grieves me terribly and no doubt all of you. However before he died he signed his abdication turning over the throne to me. Also he made it clear in his will that I was to rule directly. Without a regent.” His eyes narrowed at a pair of nobles who looked furious about this and were on the verge of getting up.
Under his gaze they meekly sank back into their seats. “I have the document here of course, and it can be verified by anyone of you. There is no question about it. I am Tsar of All Muscovy now.”
The nobles scarcely dared to move or breathe much less question its authenticity.
“Now the business of the state must continue must it not? I have begun to initiate a series of reforms aimed at strengthening the Empire and radically changing the way our nation works for our benefit.”
The nobles winced at the words. They despised and feared change of any sort.
“First of all if we are to exist we need something to unite us. Something more than kings and ideals. Muscovy should be our king, we will subordinate ourselves to only one thing and that will be Muscovy and only to Muscovy. Muscovy, will be our god, our king and our very lives. And though each Muscovite, tries to enhance his own reputation, strives to be great in the eyes of his fellow Muscovites, in the long run it will all be done to enhance Muscovy, and Muscovy’s greatness. We will worship a place, not a man, not an ideal. Men come and go there terms on earth are fleeting, ideals shift and sway with every philosophical wind, But a place can be eternal as long as those who live in that place care for it and make it greater. I Tsar Alexius am a great Muscovite, but at the end of my life whatever I have done will have gone to swell the might and majesty of my place Muscovy. I am here today not on my own behalf or the behalf of any other man. I am here today on the behalf of my place Muscovy!”
One of the nobles spoke up “But a place Tsar Alexius is just a collection of objects! If it is a town, a collection of buildings, if it is a sanctuary a collection of churches. If it is a countryside, a collection of trees and rocks and fields. How can a place generate such feelings? Feelings of nobility? You would look at a collection of buildings and peoples and do all for the sake of them?
Alexius grasped the golden scepter next to the throne and extended it. “This is Muscovy,” he touched his forearm “This is Muscovy” He stood up to display his golden throne “This is Muscovy” He drew his sword “This is Muscovy”
And then he paused and looked into every pair of eyes and said, “I am Muscovy and so is any man who calls himself a Muscovite.”
He sat down again “We must reject the concept that any man is mightier than the place that bred him. No Muscovite man is greater than Muscovy. Muscovy is a place that breeds great men. But what they are, what they do is for her glory. Their contribution to her ongoing power. And I tell you that Muscovy will last as long as Muscovites hold Muscovy greater than a ideal or single man.”
Again the noble spoke up “But the Tsar is a manifestation of everything you say Tsar Alexius.”
I will have to watch that one thought Alexius to himself. He is rebellious.
“A Tsar cannot be” said Alexius “A Tsar is concerned first with himself, a Tsar believes he is closer to the gods than all other men. Some Tsars believe that they are gods. All personal. Tsars use their countries to fuel themselves. Muscovy will use Muscovites to fuel herself.”
“Now!” he said continuing quickly before the noble could question him further.
Yes that man would certainly have to be removed. “These reforms shall ensure the strength and continuation of Muscovy. These reforms will be radical and greatly change our nation and how it works. I have called you here today to ask you weather you will agree to these reforms.” He stared gravely at each of them “Think well and carefully before you answer….” A hint of the threat was clear.
The nobles all paled visibly and slowly nodded in agreement.
Alexius grinned “Excellent!”
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