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New Zoradia, Zoran
Ministry of Justice building
15 February 1422
8:00 AM Overtime
“Ministress Lanesa, I am assuming you have seen the news about Blubberman’s latest comment?” she nods at her vice minister,
“I have and I think it would be in the interest of the Zoranian people if we press charges against Blubberman and Santo-Dominian Cable-Satellite Network for hate speech. Blubberman is in Zoran and is thus bound by national law and by making those comments about our people a case could be made that he met the requirements to have committed hate speech.” her vice minister nodded,
“Just what I was thinking, plus it grants us the opportunity to establish precedent and case law relating to hate speech.”
“Good thinking, Scolaguta, let me just get approval from the Queen about pressing charges against Approctoflecticus Blubberman and SDCSN for violating Part 3 Section 18 of The Hate Speech Act of 1421. I don’t want to jump on this without her approval as it could carry global political implications to this.” Scolaguta nodded and watched her take out her phone. She knew the Queen was busy and was dealing with a lot at the moment and she felt bad for wanting to potentially dump this on her as well but as she sees it this behavior from the Santo-Dominian media company cannot be permitted to continue, especially with such public outcry to what Blubberman said. She dialed the number and waited as she dialed Atsila,
“Your Majesty.”
“What’s the matter, Tsianina?”
“I know you’re busy so I will make this quick, my vice minister and I were discussing the possibility of pressing charges against Blubberman and SDCSN for violating the Hate Speech Act.” Atsila let out an audible groan,
“I had a suspicion that this was the subject of your call. Sigh Go ahead, you have my approval. Don’t cut any corners and make sure this is done right, we don’t want them to get out of this on a technicality.”
“Understood, Your Majesty.”
With that Atsila hung up and Tsianina made eye contact with Scolaguta, giving him an affirmative nod to press charges.
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Divando Gadoatalesv, Zoran
12 February 1422
5:45 PM Overtime
Amadahy Lvaguta reviewed the footage from yesterday’s game, taking notes on what could be improved and what needs to be fixed. While the team came out on top last game, it was too close for comfort. The new players did well for their first World Cup match but she knew they could do better. But it wasn’t with the new players that she was having some issues with, it was a few of the experienced players. Ahuludegi Tsiguka, Attakullakulla Quegadu, and Duyugodv Goyadv are the three that have been having the most issues. The three of them fought in the Civil War and were among the original group of soldiers that formed the Queen’s Raspberry Berets and all three of them were there at the Battle of Yemiduga City in its most bloody moments. The war took its toll on them, all three of them were diagnosed with PTSD and it was affecting their performance on the field. While they are being treated for it, she knew she needed to help them. She wanted to replace them but the World Cup came up on such short notice that a suitable replacement had not been found for them.
She paused the footage and tossed her clipboard to the side with a sigh. The entire team needs work but how can she get the other players to understand what those three were going through by just playing the game. All the shouting and loud noises in the stadium as well as the tackling on the field was not helping their situation.
I guess I could talk to the three of them and ask if it would be alright to discuss their condition with the rest of the team. They have been pretty private about it so I am not sure if this talk should come from me or from them.
She was pulled from her thoughts when her phone vibrated and saw a notification from the RNN. When she took a look, the preview showed the stupid smiling face of SDCSN3’s Blubberman and the headline, “Blubberman attempts to undermine Zoran’s Rugby match victory with offensive comment, citizens are outraged”. She let out a groan as she debated over whether or not to read the article in its entirety before deciding to read it. Her blood boiled as she read what the loud mouth reporter had said about the country. She almost threw her phone at the wall when she received a phone call from Amo-Adawehi Tsasima she took a deep breathe to calm her nerves, begging to the Great Spirit that this wasn’t bad news.
“Hello?” she said,
“Uh, coach. We have a situation.” Amo said hesitantly.Shit she thought to herself before replying,
“What is it?”
“Uh, well a few of us were at a sports bar, having a few drinks to celebrate yesterday’s match when the channel on the tv briefly turned to the news where they talked about the shit Blubberman said and Attakullakulla may have lost his shit and was arrested for property damage.”
Shit shit shit shit! Of course he wouldn’t take that comment well, he fought for this country’s stability for crying out loud!
“Don’t worry, I will call management and we will get him out before tomorrow’s game. Get back to your hotel rooms and make sure to not say anything to the press about this.”
“Ok, thank you coach. I will see you tomorrow.” And with that they hung up and Amadahy let out a series of curses as they changed out of her pajamas to head to the police precinct. If she wasn’t sure about whether or not to have a talk about their mental health with the team before, she sure made up her mind now.
“Damn Blubberman and his stupid comments, hopefully this hasn’t affected Attakullakulla too much.”
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A collaborative post written by @Clarkov and I
Transcript:
Quiyakaso: Hellooooooo Zoran! I am Quiyakaso Gohalitsve reporting to you live just outside Spirit Park Stadium to bring you information on the 1422 Zoran Rugby World Cup!
Yesterday was day one of the tournament where we saw Saint Mark and Santos-Dominius triumph over their opponents, Denieria and Teralyon, in group A. In group B, Fujai and Nieubasria came out on top against Einherfell and Dilber. Giovanniland and Larxia rose to the top in group C against Hanita Grasce and Blue Bubble. Lastly in group D we saw Min-Su and Cambria overcoming the Nagaraningrad and Qostaoyaen teams.
Tomorrow we will see the Zoranian Sun Hawks play their first match of the tournament against Saint Mark. Many of the players from the last World Cup have either retired or got injured while serving in the Civil War. The team had to find new talent to replace those members so this will be the first time we see the new players play on the field. When asked about what was done to prepare the players for today's match the head coach, Amadahy Lvaguta, said that they worked on having the new players work as a part of the team. She believes that the team's performance in tomorrow’s match will come down to how well the players work together on the field so they have really been drilling them and having them think as a team and to get used to playing with each other. It is believed that Queen Atsil will be attending the game in person as well and said that she wishes the players the best of luck in tomorrow’s match.
In other news, Zoranians have been complaining about a comment that SDCSN3's Blubberman made during a report yesterday where they said that Zoran was in Northern Andolia followed by solely listing off negative things the country is known for in recent years. SDCSN3 has refused to make a comment about this behavior. I mean, I know I am bad at reporting at times but jeez at least I know geography...I think. Anyways, in a ne-
Clarkson: Hammond, you blithering idiot. This isn't a shortcut at all! We are nowhere near the petrol station!
Hammond: Look, if I am being honest, this satnav system is not the easiest to figure out.
May: You muppet, did you not set it to common?
Hammond: ...
Quiyakaso: Um, excuse me? Who are you three?
Clarkson: Oh now look what you've bloody done, you've caused us to interrupt a news broadcast!
Hammond: Yes I know, it’s bad, I’m sorry.
Clarkson: James, the reporter is in this direction [points to the right]
May: Huh? Sorry. Hello.
Hammond: Hang on a second, isn’t this Quiyakaso? That one excessively unfortunate Zoranian reporter?
Clarkson: Yes Hammond and what you’ve done is drag us straight into one of his broadcasts, you imbecile.
Quiyakaso: Yes I am the unfortuna-hey! [shakes head] I still don’t know who either of you three are. I am guessing one of you is called Hammond, one is called James, and the other one is…I actually I don’t think your name has been mentioned.
May: Chaps, I’ve got the sheets for our radio show here. [hands Clarkson and Hammond the sheets]
Hammond: Well we’ve certainly got no shortage of material. The Stig’s Environmentalist Cousin for instance has been caught using coal to power his helmet.
Clarkson: Is that not the single most amazing story ever?
Hammond/May: Not really.
Hammond: And Mecislavs Deben has lost 1,300 immigrants. So what does Quiyakaso think would most interest the listeners?
May: I think he’s more concerned with making us go away right now.
Quiyakaso: I don’t think I have ever been so lost in my life…and I have been mugged by toddlers in Dilber. Look, as long as none of you result in causing me injury, I will be happy.
Clarkson: We’re lost too, thanks to a certain hamster.
May: Usually it’s me that gets us lost.
Hammond: Enough you two! Alright Quiyakaso, I’ll introduce us. I’m Richard Hammond, the tall one is Jeremy Clarkson and the one with ladies hair is James May.
Clarkson: Yes, we’re the trio that hosts a news show called Conversation Street, it’s Hertfordshire and Jammbo’s main sports broadcaster. Well when I say news show it’s more us three mocking each other.
Quiyakaso:...Riiiiiiiight. Well it was nice meeting you three but I think the producer is either getting an evil idea involving me or looking at me to try and move past this.
Clarkson: Good idea, we need to get down to the radio station prompto.
Hammond: Yes we do, so it was nice meeting you Quiyakaso and we shall see you, well, whenever.
May: Um, Quiyakaso, I would recommend that you move far away from this spot.
Quiyakaso: Which spot?
May: Well, Hammond and I have secretly rigged our car to only go in circles. Clarkson is about to find out.
Clarkson: Alright chaps, come on!
May: Watch this.
Clarkson: Now to just set off. I’ll leave those two here to deal with Quiyakaso… erm… what the hell?! [the car is spinning in circles]
Hammond/May: [burst into laughter]
Clarkson: I know exactly what’s happened. Hammond, May, you idiots!
[Quiyakaso only notices the car last minute and flies off screen]
Quiyakaso: Fuuuuuuuuu-[fades as he flies off screen]
Clarkson: Oh sh-!
Hammond: That wasn’t meant to happen!
May: Well I did warn him but…
Hammond: Well now what are we gonna do?!
[Clarkson gets out of the car with an unhappy expression]
Clarkson: I think that since you two sabotaged the car, I only have one suggestion to make.
[The trio glances at Quiyakaso’s body]
Clarkson: Run!
[Clarkson, Hammond & May run away and off-screen]
[camera moves to see Quiyakaso struggling to his feet]
Quiyakaso: I-I might have a broken rib…or a hip…or both…This was Quiyakaso…I will see you…whenever I get out of the hospital.
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The Zoranian Sun Hawks
Style Mod: +2.5
(Sun hawks are the Zoranian equivalent of a phoenix)
Name Age Position Amo-Adawehi Tsasima 27 Loosehead Prop Attakullakulla Quegadu 23 Hooker Salonitah Gelusva 24 Tighthead Prop Twah'kohi Agasgani 22 Second Row (L) Ahuludegi Tsiguka 20 Second Row (R) Degataga Dvagahi 18 Blindside Flanker Dlasimahe Asduidv 28 Openside Flanker Sesdi Tsunela 25 Number 8 Ganiyegi Atsidanelv 21 Scrum-half Gulkalaski Lemomequa 22 Fly-half Wohali Goyadv 26 Left Wing Mohe Yvokala 23 Inside Centre Oconostota Dlanegvotli 19 Outside Centre Duyugodv Goyadv 30 Right Wing Kali Gasohi 20 Full Back Coach: Amadahy Lvaguta
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The host of the Third Rugby World Cup is:
The Kingdom of Zoran
The Kingdom of Zoran is a nation that primarily consists of two islands in the southeastern part of Aura. Its northern neighbor is Saint Mark, which it shares a long history with under its rule, and in the south is Lavender island nations. It is the third most populous nation in Aura with about 13 million Zoranian. Recently coming out of a civil war, the former capital of Zoradia had been destroyed and has permanently moved to the new city of Zoradia, which is currently under construction.
Climate
The climate of the region is tropical with generally high humidity and high temperatures year round. All athletes are highly encouraged to hydrate regularly to avoid dehydration or heatstroke.
LANDMINE WARNING
The Corporate faction of the civil war used dalimbari landmines during the Civil War and placed them in remote and urban areas. While many of them have been removed in the urban areas, the Zoranian Armed Forces are working hard to locate and remove them from the country. Should people travel around the country, be wary of landmines that may remain from the civil war, should you see a landmine please report it to the Landmine Removal Commission at +2 66 (700)-LANDMINES with coordinates (you can retrieve them from any GPS system on your mobile device). If you see a landmine, avoid the area at all costs as one landmine may be accompanied by others. If you step on a landmine, DO NOT MOVE, any shift in weight can set it off. Immediately call the Landmine Removal Commission and tell them your situation and your coordinates, a Demining Squad will be sent to your location as soon as possible where they will disarm the mine and get you to safety. To avoid the risk of landmines, do not travel alone in remote areas of the jungle, stick to main roads or designated trails, consider getting a tour guide, or avoid remote areas where you cannot get a steady cellular connection.
Regarding Platypi
If you see a platypus, please leave it alone. They might look weird to most and while some may find them cute, they are wild animals that are protected under Zoranian law. Please leave them alone, do not touch them, anyone found touching or disturbing wild platypi, outside of exceptions such as moving them out of the way of traffic, as well as poaching, capturing, trafficking, etc. may face imprisonment for up to 60 days or a fine of up to Ⓩ600 (~$1000 USD).
Regarding The Yemiduga Nightmare
Travelers are advised to be mindful if you hear or talk about The Yemiduga Nightmare. It was a horrendous act committed by the corporates that is a black mark on Zoranian history. It is a sensitive topic for our people and all the facts about it are yet to have been discovered. It is unknown how many people have died as a result of it or how long the corporations had been operating those facilities. There are a fair number of survivors from that horror so it is heavily advised for people to either do their research before discussing it or avoid discussing it if they don’t know anything about it.(If someone wishes to discuss it or mention it in a post dm Zoran for details as it has yet to appear in the Zoranian Civil War storyline)
Cities hosting the World Cup
Divando Gadoatalesv
Stadium: Spirit Park
Capacity: 94,736
To be used for Group A and Knock-out group
Divando Gadoatalesv, which roughly translates to “Spirit Pit” is one of the oldest Zoranian cities in the country with a population of around 974,539 people. It got its name from the large cenote that can be found outside of the city that was once believed to be a bridge between the Spirit Realm and the land of Esferos. You can find many cultural wonders here if you tour the old city, you may even find local artisans selling traditional Zoranian crafts such as woven baskets, jade jewelry, and spirit ward talismans. However, there are sporting venues in this city as well such as the Esferiad training pool where the Zoranian swim team practices.
Daninogisgv Galosga/Marelitus
Stadium: Panther Field
Capacity: 82,000
To be used for Group B and knockouts
Daninogisgv Galosga roughly translates to “Singing Falls” in common and it is named for the various waterfalls you may find outside the city. While many of these are not large, the various rivers and waterways create many small waterfalls whose gurglings used to be considered a form of the spirits singing by the Zoranians of old. The city started as a Saint Mark settlement as an outpost for trade and the local Zoranians in the area mingled with the settlers. The city was Marelitus, the Saint Markian name for the city meaning seashore, is an example in Zoranian history where Zoranians and Saint Markians were able to coexist with each other despite their differences. In those times the city served as a trade city and as a military outpost that guarded an ancient city that supposedly existed where New Zoradia now stands called Tutum, which meant safe probably due to its safe location inland. This city is the home of the Esferiad Planning Committee Headquarters and the location where the Zoranian Athletics Awards are normally held. It is a favorite among sports enthusiasts to visit as you can find many shops selling sports team memorabilia. The city is also known for its beaches that many people from around the world come to visit. It is on these beaches that the Zoranian beach volleyball team regularly practices.
Leo Rugiet
Markanus Stadium
Capacity: 81,338
To be used for Group C and knockouts
Leo Rugiet, meaning Lion’s Roar, is one of the cities built by Saint Mark colonists when Saint Mark conquered Zoran years ago. The city is a fine example of how Saint Mark culture and Zoranian culture has mixed together to form a diverse and lively city. Today, people of Saint Markian and Zoranian heritage live here and have produced a special syncretized subculture within the country and they have their own dialect of Zoranian that is very different from other dialects in the country. The reason for this being the large Saint Markian majority in the city for most of its existence, leading to the Zoranians living there creating a more Saint Markian based Zoranian dialect than in other cities where the two peoples used to interact. Being one of the few cities that was lucky enough to avoid conflict during the civil war, the city has been the site of one of the largest IDP camps within the country and has been helping people in resettling in the cities they fled from.
Yemiduga City:
Stadium: The Conquest Ring
Capacity: 140,736
Used for Group D and Finals
A bit of RP on deciding on this city for…reasons
“Your Majesty, with all due respect, have you lost your mind!?” exclaimed General Waholi, “The former capital of the corporations!? You want that city to be one of the three to host the games?!”
Atsil looked up at General Waholi from the report she was reading, the only thing she seems to have been able to do these days, and met his eyes with a cool gaze, unfazed by her general’s reaction,
“Yes I am sure. The city was not badly damaged during the final push, most of the damage having been repaired or being minor enough to not pose an issue. The stadium was untouched and remains in operation, plus it is large enough to hold massive crowds.”
“But…what about the nightmare we found th-” she held up her hand, silencing her general,
“Yes, I understand that completely, general, but last time I checked you were the Minister of Defense, and I do not recall the Rugby World Cup to be a military invasion of any sorts. So I strongly advise you to keep to issues relating to your ministry rather than worrying about the minor implications of hosting the games in the former capital of the corporations. Do I make myself clear?” Waholi frowned at the Queen but let out a sigh as he nodded,
“Yes Your Majesty…”
“Good, now please leave my office as I have much to get done today.” General Waholi rose to his feet and bowed to Atsil, an uneasy feeling in his gut tearing inside him as he remembered the horrors he saw within the haven of the corporates.
Back to the facts
Yemiduga city is the largest city in the country following the civil war with a population of 1.2 million people. Known as a business oriented city you can find the headquarters of some of Zoran’s biggest companies, but after the discovery of The Yemiduga Nightmare by the monarchist forces towards the end of the Civil War many of these companies and their executives are facing trial for human rights violations and crimes against humanity. But tourists to the city can find many museums, art collections, and various amenities within the city. You can also find the famous Joke Boat Comedy Club on its docks where they have nightly comedy routines on the seas, formerly owned by one of the large corporations in Zoran but has since become its own independent venue and has become more available to the masses.
Stadium Locations
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Zoran is in it to win it.
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Can you please mask @Wymondham as Speaker of the Hall. Thank you!
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19 hours ago, United Adaikes said:
Time travel!
That's Gio's job! :p
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3 minutes ago, Fatimya said:
Thank you, and sorry, I am just a bit lost and confused, and wasn't able to decide anything, so I just wrote a bunch of weird stuff not knowing where I'm going, anyways thank you for your time
Don’t worry, read some of the starting info in the welcome channel of the RP discord. If you need anything else just ask on the discord.
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10 minutes ago, Fatimya said:
Discord user: J S Loma#9016
About the nation: Fatimya is a nation with barely any history, it was founded 34 years ago therefore making it a newborn nation, it's citizens adore and appreciate science and education, the current leader is a phsycotic dictator wishing peace with other nations, the dictator bans just about everything in the nation, The small nation has no history of crime, especially youth related.
First I would recommend applying to the Hall of Nations as it is a requirement to join RP.
Second, you used and out of date version of the map so many of the areas you claimed are already occupied by other members.
Third, a nation that is found 34 years ago doesn’t seem very realistic unless it is founded from another country. A country being organized by a people in a place where there is previously no government is unlikely to occur the modern world. A possible way for this to occur is if you were an isolated tribal people but that would mean your people are years behind on technological advancements. So I would recommend fine tuning some parts of your nation, but we would be willing to help with that on the RP discord server.
Hope to have you on the map soon!
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Once again you return to hear another tale from Zoranian myth? Hehehe, can’t let the spirits of the dead rest can you? Very well, this tale is one whose origin is more recent compared to the others. Years ago, when the towers of smoke were first erected in Zoran to release the fumes created from use of coal to mass produce goods. There was a young man of the age of eighteen named Utsidihi who was the son of a wealthy steel mill manager, they got everything they asked for without question. He was rude towards his peers and believed himself better than others because of his wealth. But one day his demands and entitlement would be his doom.
It was a normal day for the boy, he got out of bed, went down stairs, and sat down for breakfast. No one was at the table when he took his seat, and he waited for his meal to be served. Five minutes passed and no food was brought out, he grew impatient.
“Where is my breakfast!” He cried aloud in the empty room. A maid came into the room holding a tray holding eggs, toast, bacon, and a glass of orange juice,
“I am sorry, young master, I just got your food from the kitchen.” She said meekly as she walked over to him, setting the tray down in front of him. He didn’t acknowledge the servant as he took his fork and took a bite of the eggs, they were cold. He was furious,
“These are too cold!” He said flipping the tray of food in front of him, sending the food flying everywhere and his silverware clattering across the table. The glass of orange juice crashed on the floor along with the plate. The servant recoiled in fear, waiting for the fury to turn on her as it had many times before. Utsidihi rose from his seat and turned towards the servant, doing exactly what she expected him to do. He took the tray and proceeded to beat her over the head with it.
“I.Want.My.Breakfast.Warm!” he said between strikes. She cowered on the ground, desperately trying to protect herself from the strikes of the man. But her attempts were futile, blow after blow the tray got covered in more and more blood until the poor woman went limp. Blood now coated the face of Utsidihi, now standing above a beaten corpse of a woman with a bent serving tray in hand. His grandfather entered the room and was horrified with what he saw. He knew his grandson had a temper and was spoiled but he didn’t think it would have ever gone to this level of entitlement. His grandson turned his head towards him, a pleased grin on his blood covered face,
“Good morning, grandpa.” His grandfather frowned, displeased with what his grandson had done.
“Utsidihi, you are no descendant of mine for no one of my blood would commit such a despicable act. In the name of the Spirit who Wove the universe into existence, I hereby curse you in His name as punishment for your deeds. But now you must endure your physical punishment.” He marched over and grabbed his son by the ear, dragging him away to his punishment. The son was tied to a palm tree outside of their property, the grandfather holding a whip in his hand. He then proceeded to lash Utsidihi repeatedly with the whip, cuts opening on his back with each lash. This proceeded until his back was completely broken, unable to stand because of the lashings. He was then forced to stand tied to the tree for three days, howler monkeys coming by each day throwing stones and their feces at him, opening his wounds again and infecting them. On the third day, the grandfather came holding a large burlap bag and he cut his grandson from the tree and tossed the bag over to him. As it landed, its contents poured onto the ground revealing human bones.
“These are the bones of the servant you murdered, you are to carry these bones for all eternity, in life and in death, becoming the monster that you truly are deep inside.” He was forced to stand with his broken back, carrying the bones of the woman he murdered in the sack and limping away, howling as he went along.
To this day he wanders the land, a shadow of his former self. It is said that the teeth on his top and bottom jaw have since melded together and his lips have rotted away to reveal the solid wall of teeth in his mouth. He has grown thin to the bone, his skin clinging to his ribcage, and his limbs have grown abnormally long and lanky. He believes his punishment was cruel and unjust and has made use of his eternal suffering to punish those who were similar to him in life. He kills those children who are spoiled and bratty, those who are abusive, and those who are murderers. If you hear a raspy howling in the distance, you are in danger, but if you hear it nearby then you are safe. He murders his victims by beating them with his sack and when he is done he adds their bones to his sack. The souls of those whose bones are put in his sack are forced to join in his eternal suffering, trapped in the sack as they are forced to be carried along in his torment.
So beware all ye who are wicked and all children who are bratty and spoiled, for you might just doom yourself to a fate worse than death should you attract the attention of The Howler.
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6:00 PM Over Time
Unknown locationAtsil packed the final articles of clothing into her bag as the words of the woman in her dream echoed in her head,
The son of the basket weaver, soaked in blood, seeks to kill the heir to Ani’-Wah’
She couldn’t stop thinking of those words recently and one name appeared in her head as she thought more about the “son of the basket weaver”—Kunagadoga. The person responsible for the suffering of so many people and whose attention she attracted back in high school, but back then it was a less malevolent and more...creepy form of attention. And she is grateful she turned him down back then after what CGZ told her about his sister two days before.
Atsil was so deep in thought that she didn’t notice CGZ leaning against the door frame with his hands buried in his pockets,
“Are you ready to head out?” he asked. Atsil turned to see him wearing black denim pants, a black cotton sweater, and his black ski mask with sunglasses over them. But he also had what seemed to be a utility belt.
“I just finished packing,” Atsil said with a sigh, “but I am not sure I am ready to...face the music.” CGZ walked up to her and put a hand on her shoulder,
“I know you are probably expecting me to say some sappy, inspirational crap but to be honest I don’t understand what you are going through. You are in a unique situation that no one can really relate to in any way. But what you are about to go into is something that no one can be prepared for and you have prepared yourself the best you could. At this point, you are this country’s only hope, so you have to do this whether you feel ready or not.” Despite how blunt CGZ was being, Atsil couldn’t help but feel comforted by his words. Atsil went for a hug but CGZ stepped away and held a hand up,
“There isn’t time for sentimentality, it is time for me to take you to the Monarchists. Come find me when you are mentally prepared.” And with that, CGZ left Atsil in his sister’s old room.
CGZ walked with purpose towards the library for what might be for the last time. He wasn’t a fool, he had been keeping an eye on the situation in Zoran and he saw Kunagadoga’s flight to Cambria and he had a sneaking suspicion on what the business he had there was about. He sat at his desk and let out a sigh, he knew that his actions at the Olympics were going to catch up with him sooner or later.
My sister would have been so much better at this than me. She was all about the ‘stealing things with style’ attitude of the CGZ mantle. Me, I am too concerned about safety to do things right.
His eyes drifted to the drawer where he put the last picture he and his sister took together at the beach. He pulled open the drawer to look at it but he saw a folded piece of paper beneath it, something he never noticed before. He set the picture aside and unfolded the piece of paper to read it.
To my beloved brother,
If you are reading this then you must be having some doubts about yourself or are going through some tough times. I know how much you wish you could be like me and have the confidence that I have(You should get a better lock for your “journal” by the way), but you are incredible in your own way. Throughout our family history, no CGZ has been the same, they never had to be like their predecessor to be successful. Take our ancestor, Captain CGZ or Captain Stormrider as he was more commonly known, his predecessor was the exact opposite of his personality. His predecessor was more interested in developing a mystique around himself and being undetected in his heists. But when Captain Stormrider took up the mantle of CGZ in 1116 AF, he claimed to have started the Golden Age of Piracy in Aura when he stole a ship off the line and started raiding ships, especially during storms which is what got him his name. He was a lot more flamboyant, daring, and mentally unstable than his predecessor and was extremely successful.
Even though you aren’t going to be the next CGZ, just know that you can be yourself like our ancestors and still be successful in whatever path you walk down. You were always better at planning two steps ahead than me and you are great with technology and engineering. Those are two talents that I don’t have that you do. You will do great things, Kariwase, and know that I will always be with you no matter where you go or what you do. But always remember that our family, through CGZ, is the champion of the people and even if you aren’t CGZ, always remember to support the less fortunate and to be a champion of the people in your daily life.
Love, your sister,
Ojistah
CGZ felt tears well up in his eyes. It's funny how she talked about planning two steps ahead when she wrote this knowing that I might be going through a hard time. He missed her every day of this life since she was sold by Kuna, and every day he wishes he had done more to stop her from seeing him in the first place. But her words from the past renewed the confidence he had in himself and made him remember the legacy his family worked to leave behind, one that supported the people and those without a voice in the world.
Maybe by helping Atsil, I am living up to that legacy in my own way. But what if this doesn’t have to be the end for my legacy...
But before he could develop that train of thought any further, Atsil walked into the room with her bag in tow.
“I’m ready to go.” CGZ nodded and led her to the vehicle storage where there was an ATV that was waiting for them.
“You have an ATV too?” asked Atsil,
“Not until yesterday.” answered CGZ as he got on it,
“So you stole it.”
“Atsil, I am the latest in a dynasty of thieves, what do you expect?”Atsil didn’t bother saying any more as she put her bag on the back and joined CGZ on the ATV.
“Hang on, it might be a bumpy ride.” CGZ said as the engine came to life. Atsil grabbed onto CGZ as he zoomed through the tunnels until they came out of a secret passage that landed them in the middle of the jungle. The trees and vines were a blur as CGZ drove the ATV through forgotten trails made back when the years Saint Mark ruled the land. And after about an hour or so an ancient Saint Markian fortress came into view. CGZ brought the ATV to a stop when they reached a clearing in front of the entrance to the fortress. A group of monarchist soldiers approached, rifles aimed at CGZ as they didn’t seem to see Atsil behind him,
“Who are you and what are you doing here?” asked one of the soldiers. CGZ lowered his head to make Atsil’s face visible to the soldiers. When they saw her, they immediately dropped to one knee and their right arm crossed their chest and their hand clenched in a fist over their left shoulder. This drew attention from others taking watch at the fort and a crowd could be seen forming on the different floors of the fort. CGZ got off of the ATV and helped me off of it as an older man approached from the entrance of the fort and knelt down the same way the other soldiers have.
“Uh, you may rise. There is no need to kneel like that.” Atsil said nervously. The older man rose with the other soldiers,
“My lady, I am General Waholi of the Monarchist forces. It is a pleasure to see you safe at last.” he then looks over at CGZ, “This must be the legendary CGZ. Thank you for keeping Atsil safe.”
“Oh please, I didn’t do it for you or your cause. I did it to keep Kuna from getting power.” Waholi simply nodded in response before returning his attention to Atsil,
“It will bring much joy to the troops to be under the command of their queen. We look forward to seeing how you lead.” Waholi said. CGZ heard a branch snap behind them and tackled Atsil to the ground right as the shot of a rifle echoed through the jungle, the bullet whizzing past them by an inch. The entire fort sprung into action along with the troops in the clearing. CGZ looked up to try and pinpoint where the shot came from.
“We can’t have that unfortunately, Ani’-Wah’ and CGZ are coming with us!” yelled the voice of Kunagadoga from the trees.
What is he doing here?! He is literally going to die here!...Actually, would that really be a bad thing?
CGZ thought to himself as he laid over Atsil on the ground in the middle of a standoff between Monarchist and Corporate forces that were about to break out into a full blown battle.
- Giovanniland, Saint Mark, Larxia and 5 others
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July 12, 1420
12:27 PM Polaris Eastern Time
Saint-Jocelyn, Cambria
Co-authored by @Bran Astor
Kunagadoga Quasena is taking a big risk by leaving Zoran and flying to Cambria. He knows that he is leaving a lot in the hands of his subordinates but after much difficulty trying to get in touch with a Cambrian official they finally got a hold of one a week ago. Kunagadoga did some basic research on the person he was about to meet and looked through the file he has on the person he is going to meet.
Darrin Oliver, a knight-inspector for the Order of Tamar. Appears he was a grenadier guard before moving to the Office of Justice. His service record is impressive and he appears to be a very accomplished man, it’s no wonder why the Order wanted him to join them. I shouldn’t underestimate him and I should show him my utmost respect if I am to work with him.
The car came to a stop and he exited the car and six mercenaries he hired for his protection exited another vehicle to accompany him as he walked up towards the Office of Justice building. The guards stopped him, “State your business.”
“I am here to see Knight-Inspector Darrin Oliver.” He said in Cambric, the guards radioed someone in to escort him to Darrin. As they walked through the building, Kunagadoga noticed how little of a threat his mercenaries looked in the presence of the Order members. They certainly do not disappoint, they live up to what I have heard about them so far. He was taken to an office where he was asked to sit and wait for the knight-inspector to arrive. But it was there that he noticed his guards were no longer with him and his eyes began to inspect the office.
The knight-inspector's office was spacious, but simply kept. It had a workmanlike look to it and the trappings that existed appeared to be out of design rather than the occupant's choice. A simple table strewn with scattered files sat in the middle of the room, a couch flanked by reading lamps sat opposite the door. A series of landscapes dominated the space above the couch. A built-in set of shelves to the right of the office's window bore testimony to everything Kunagadoga read in Darrin's file. Degrees, decorations, commendations, and trinkets from far-flung battlefields occupied every centimeter of shelf space. In front of the shelf was a hefty mahogany desk, perfectly polished and vibrantly red.
What a fine desk, I wonder if I can acquire one of these for myself after the war. But I will say I can’t remember the last time I was asked to wait in an office. It has been quite a few years since I was in a situation like this.
He thought to himself as he waited. It took a few minutes before Darrin Oliver came into the room. He had a long white beard and wore a suit with a kilt. Kuna’s eyes met with Darrin’s extremely blue eyes and could see the experience behind them. He stood up and shook his hand,
“It is a pleasure to meet you knight-inspector. Might I say you were a difficult man to get a hold of.”
"Folks often forget to dial the '9' first. How can I be of service to you, Meistros Quasena?" The inspector smiled warmly and firmly shook Kunagadoga's hand before walking around the desk to his chair. "Please do sit. Why have you come all this way to see me today?"
“Now I believe you are aware that I am here to discuss a certain...thief or rather for you a certain terrorist.”
Darrin jabbed at his keyboard with two fingers. His brow furrowed, he seemingly split attention between hunting for the right key for the password and recalling the details of Kunagadoga's terrorist.
"You will need to be more specific. There are-" Darrin paused mid-sentence then triumphantly hit enter. "There are sadly too many terrorists in the world these days."
"What? You know, the terrorist!” He said slightly flabbergasted, he didn’t anticipate that CGZ wasn’t highlighted in any way shape or form for them, “The one that caused all the trouble in Saint-Jocelyn during the Olympics?”
"Ah! The infamous CGZ. Yes, it is true we have an interest in this fellow." The inspector reached across his desk and picked a couple red candies from a crystal dish on his desk. The room fell silent except for the sound of the hard candy clacking against Darrin's teeth.
“Here’s the deal, I do not know where his hideout is. We have been unsuccessful in locating it whether it be by drone, scouts, or scans. But I know where he is going to make his next appearance.” Kunagadoga said, “But before I get into those details, do you have any questions, requirements, demands, anything you want to mention or request.”
The gentle, almost bumbling look in Darrin's eyes hardened as Kunagadoga spoke. Whatever warmth was present a moment ago was replaced with cold resolve. Darrin held the gaze, continued to play with the candy in his mouth, but didn't speak.
What is this man playing at? I know I can be an intimidating bastard but this guy is a master at intimidation. I can’t read him whatsoever! He is unlike anyone I have ever dealt with!
Beads of sweat forms along Kunadoga’s forehead as those blue eyes unsteady him. He cleared his throat before saying,
“Now for where our target is going to be. Knowing Atsil Ani’-Wah’, the daughter of the late President Apenimon Ani’-Wah’, she will leave CGZ to join the monarchists sometime in the next month or two. When she leaves, CGZ will take her to the Monarchist headquarters and will leave her there. Thankfully for us, we recently discovered the location of where the Monarchists headquarters is. So what I propose is we have some of your officers and some of my men hide out nearby and wait until he arrives with her. We both get what we want here, I get Atsil Ani’-Wah’ and you get your terrorist. How does that sound?”
Darrin finally broke his stare by leaning forward and pressing a button on his office phone. A moment later Kunadgadoga's Cambric escort stepped into the room, ready to tend to their charge. The warmth returned to Darrin's eyes and he stood with a smile.
"I'll be seeing you soon, Meistros Quasena." He walked around the desk and shook Kunagadoa's hand again. "May the Lady watch you." Darrin nodded to the guards and returned to his deskchair.
As Kunagadoga was escorted out of the building, his mind was stirring with what Darrin could have meant.
Was that a yes? Wha-what did he mean?! I am guessing it is a yes but what in the world was that man! I couldn’t read him at all and I made my living off of reading people! Well, at least I know he is competent and that the execution of this plan will go off without much of an issue.
At this point Kuna was standing with his mercenaries outside of the building and he entered the limo that was waiting for him.
“How did it go sir?” asked an aid in the limo,
“He beat the hell out of me,” Kuna said as he whipped his brow, “he was the most intimidating man I have ever spoken to. He savaged me, mentally, in there.” He then put his head in his hands as the limo drove to the airport for the flight back to Zoran.
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Royal News Network
May 12, 1421
"Hello people of Zoran! I am Quiyakaso and welcome to Zoranian Ti-I mean RNN's Sports Section! Last night we saw our team triumph over the Dalimbari cricket team! I have no clue how the scoring system works so I can't really elaborate on how well we beat them but we did! At least we got a little bit of revenge for their landmines! Our team is practicing for tonight's match using...wait am I reading this right?" He squints at something behind the camera,
"Using metal baseball bats wrapped in barbed wire instead of cricket bats...I don't know how that will help improve their performance in the match but the coach has a plan and I hope that the plan will work out! The coach commented that the team is determined to win for the people of Zoran and that they want to bring something home for the people to cheer about after going through constant conflict for a year now. We here at the Royal News Network wishes them luck in tonight's match!
And coming up...holy cra-I mean and coming up is some breaking news about the War, it might be coming to a permanent end soon! I will see you tomorrow with the report of tonight's match! I am Quiyakaso and this was RNN's Sports Section!" -
Zoranian National Cricket Team
Name
Gender
Age
Batting
Role
Degataga Tsanowa
M
19
R
Wicket Keeper & Batsman
Guwisti Wuquido
F
22
R
Wicket Keeper
Amo-adawehi Hnamiye
M
23
R
All-rounder
Cuhtahlatah Kagetli
F
24
L
All-rounder
Gulkalaski Dulinosa
M
26
L
Bowler
Incalatanga Tlonega
M
30
R
Bowler
Kunokeski Dlahi
M
26
L
Bowler
Tanamara Nosawi
F
23
R
Bowler
Outacite Lusowigo
M
27
R
Batsman
Tagwadihi Dehase
M
20
L
Batsman
Nazshoni Genaso
F
21
R
Batsman
Style Mod: +2
RP Permissions:
Injure my players: yes
Dismiss batmen: no
Deliberate unfair play: yes
Godmod injuries: yes
Godmod scoring: yes
Godmod other events: yes
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Royal News Network
May 9th, 1421, 7 AM IAT
The sun rises over the horizon as Quiyakaso adjusts his tie in a public bathroom of the New Larxia Airport. First sports broadcast of the new public news network of Zoran and his first day on the job. He hopes his luck has turned around and that nothing bad happens during his recording. He lets out a deep breath before making his way out of the bathroom and towards the terminal where the Zoranian team had arrived.
"Going live in 3...2...1..." The producer said as he motion for my broadcast to begin,
"Good morning people of Zoran! I am Quiyakaso Gohalitsve and welcome to the first live broadcast for the RNN's new sports news segment! We are live at the New Larxia Airport to witness the arrival of our cricket team! Many other teams have arrived the day before but our team's flight was delayed because of a storm over the airport last night that prevent them from taking off. Our team has high hopes for this world cup and despite the damage and disruption that the past year has caused, our team has been practicing in whatever way they could. They hope to bring home some glory to Zoran and its people to show that despite its recent troubles the country could still compete with the best in the international community! The Queen herself has wished the team the best of luck during this competition and that regardless of the outcome of this competition that the country will know they played the best they could." Behind him, the cricket team came walking out of the gate with smiles on their faces,
"And here they are now folks! The Zoranian Cricket team! They are excited to compete with other nations on the international stage to test their abilities with the best of the best. They have practiced in warzones, ruined fields, and the rainforests of Zoran and anywhere they could this past year in order to be in the best condition possible for this event. Instead of holding a parade, the team will be raising funds that they will donate to the various communities of Zoran that were the most affected by the war and for those that lost everything in the Desolation of Zoradia. We wish them luck in this task and look forward to seeing them play. Now let's go back to the news room to the current events section!" The broadcast ended and Quiyakaso let out a sigh of relief that something didn't go wrong for once. One of the interns came running to him with the coffee he requested earlier, he took it and thanked the intern before taking a drink and quickly spit it out onto the floor."This isn't what I ordered!" said Quiyakaso in a mildly annoyed tone,
"I know sir," said the intern, "the café said they discontinued your order a year ago." Quiyakaso fell to his knees and looked up at the ceiling as he yelled,
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"- iOctagon, Larxia, Saint Mark and 5 others
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May 5, 1420
8:30 AM Over Time
National Zoranian Banking Clan Tower; Yemiduga City, Fisheros, Zoran(Since it has been a while since the last post, I will remind you all that this event is happening before Atsil has decided to leave CGZ's hide out, for OOC sake I will say that the stories I post here for a time will not go past July 18, 1420 until a post that is in the works is complete because it is necessary for the story to progress. If you are confused about what I mean just DM me on discord and I will explain)
Kunagadoga stands in his office looking out upon the city of Yemiduga, dark clouds loom overhead as rain drops fall upon the city of the Corporates. He is waiting for his team to arrive but they are running late, something which displeases him deeply.
I don't know why I keep surrounding myself with such incompetent people. I ask them to do one simple thing, arrive on time, and yet they manage to fuck that up. If they didn't have inside knowledge on our plans after this war I would fire them.
That was when the door to his office opened and three people, one male and two female, in water soaked suits entered the room panting.
"Sorry Mr. Kunagadoga, sir! We tried to get here as quickly as we could but the protestors kept getting in the way of our car!" said the man. Kuna did not turn around nor reply to what his excuse, leaving an uneasy silence in the room until he heard them walk closer to his desk and set something down on the table. That was when he actually turned around to face them,
"Let's get straight to business. I don't care about your excuses, you already cost me money by having me wait. Have you drafted up plans our plans for after the war?" said Kunagadoga,
"Yes, which would you like to see first. The reconstruction plan or Operation Lavandula Spica Incursio?" asked one of the women,
"The Operation, I already know the reconstruction plan well enough." answered Kunagadoga. The other women sorted through the papers and pulled out a map of Lavender Island to the south of Zoran.
"The biggest opposition we will face on the island is the Giovannilandians, despite having a small army they are well equipped. However, they lack actual combat experience, something which could be to our advantage. But we must be cautious considering they have more knowledge of the terrain there and they have homefield advantage."
"Thank you for stating the obvious Gadiya. Show me what actual invasion plan we have for the island."
"What kind of drawing is this?!" Kuna says as he gestures towards the map, "It looks like a five year old drew those lines!"
"Sir, you did ask us to make these plans only about two hours ago. It was hard to get ahold of our officers considering the recent campaigns." said the man. Kuna gave him a withering stare which immediately shut the man up. The man cleared his throat,
"Anyways, this is to depict the various parts of the Operation. From our southern most island, we will launch three naval invasions. One on the northern coast of Giovanniland, one on a nearby island to establish another base from where we will make landfall on directly southwest of the island, and the third on the northern coast of Blue Bubble. Our forces will secure a foothold on the land to allow for supplies to be sent to them. Meanwhile, once we acquire the Zoranian Navy, we will send them to blockade the southwestern coast of Giovanniland. By controlling the northern coast and blockading the south we will cut Giovanniland off from imports." Kuna nodded, pleased at what he was hearing, "From these footholds, we will start a push towards the inland, securing our control over the island as our men make our way inland. As we starve the people of Blue Bubble and Giovanniland, they will become desperate, weak, and divided as they face unrest from the people. This should make the job of our troops easier when we secure a solid front after we push to the first dotted line you see there. Once that is secure, we will have a three pronged push to Giovannia, hopefully with air support and missile strikes. We will ensure that our men use a scorched earth policy to further starve the city as we burn the farmland around the urban areas. The missile bombardment and the air support should assist in the final push where we surround the capital city and ensure no one gets in and no one gets out. We starve them out for a few days with occasional bombardments and give them a three day ultimatum. If they do not comply we will push into the city, round up the monarchy and members of the legislature and force them to sign a surrender. From there, we will execute the monarch, the royal family, and all members of the government we capture live on television and have the military control the country until we send our own people in to govern the area. Blue Bubble should follow suit with Giovanniland if they know what is good for them." Kuna was very pleased by this plan, he didn't need the specifics of how these plans will be carried out as he will let his officers decide how to do that. Lavender Island will be the first of his future corporate empire, the rich will get richer and the land will be reaped of all it holds, no matter how many lives it will cost. Kuna opened a drawer in his desk and took out four cigars and handed one to each of them. He cut off the bits for all of them and lit his own before raising it up in a form of toast,
"To profit, my friends." He could tell none of them were smokers by their reluctance to accept his offer to light their cigars, but they were too scared to refuse and they followed suit,
"To profit." they said somewhat half heartedly. -
Zoran signs up for the World Cup!
I would also like to place a bid to host!
https://www.nationstates.net/zoran -
Thanks for the update Josh!
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May 4, 1420
6:32 AM Over Time
National Zoranian Banking Clan Tower; Yemiduga City, Fisheros, ZoranKunagadoga was looking over some data collected on the average expenditure of the war effort to see where he could potentially cut costs when his secretary buzzed in through the intercom,
“Sir, your Director of PR wishes to speak with you.” Kunagadoga sighed,
“Send them in.”
The doors open as a very frantic woman rushes into the room holding a stack of papers. They put it on his desk before they spoke,
“Mr. Kunagadoga have you seen the news?”
“Not particularly, why do you ask?”
“Fujai and Giovanniland have changed their support!” Kunagadoga clapped his hands together with glee,
“Excellent! I knew putting that idea into the mind of that stupid general would pay off! Now they will be ba-”
“Before you get too excited sir, they have not declared that they would be supporting us. In fact, many politicians in those countries have shown open disdain towards us. Both Giovanniland and Fujai have voted to side with the Monarchists. On top of this, Fujai passed a vote to hold those accountable for those responsible for the bombing of Zoradia,” Kunagadoga sat still and remained ominously silent as they continued, “which if they question General Lagodo they might link it back to you…” Kunagadoga slammed his fist on the table, causing the stack of papers that the director of PR brought in to fall all over the ground.
“Damn it! Grrr I don’t know why I thought those dirty hippy socialists would align with us but I thought the idea of economic growth in Zoran and a valuable trade partner would motivate them!” he sighs before downing a cup of gin he had on his desk, “Has there been any word from the GDC on this at all?” The director shook her head in response, “Well let me know when they do, I am not letting this ruin my plans. I am going to have to turn to Plan D.”
“Plan D sir? What happened to plans B and C?
“Those plans are too cliche and over rated, Plan D can’t possibly fail! Plus it will deal a blow to not just the Monarchists but to Atsil personally. It will also demoralize the working class and poor of the country while removing a thorn from our side that has existed for years. Send an order to our Chief Business officer to get me in touch with a Cambrian official ASAP!” The director nodded, cleaned up the papers that were knocked onto the floor, and rushed out of the room to fulfill the order.Kunagadoga swiveled in his chair to look out the window behind him and he recalled the meeting he had with CGZ two days ago.
You always come knocking for trouble CGZ, you and your ancestors have always managed to escape it but this time your luck is going to run out.
May 4, 1420
7:50 AM Over Time
Temporary Grand Defense Council Building in Southern ZoranThe meeting chamber is active with discussion on recent events. The GDC has not agreed on a plan of attack or defense and has essentially been paralyzed while conflict still rages in the country they have lost control over. The people of Zoran are furious over the bombing of Zoradia and the benefits of the move have been called into question. Speaker Quadelo called the room to order with a slam of their gavel and everyone took their seats.
General Lagodo, still confident in his ability to be the hero of Zoran, stands up and requests permission to speak and the speaker accepts his request,
“Representatives, I know what we did was hard but think about it! Now no side in this madness can claim the capital and support their claim to be the rightful Zoranian government. We still have international ba-” Representative Tsolaquo then interrupted him,
“False! Don’t even finish that statement! Have you not forgotten what happened yesterday! Both Fujai and Giovanniland, the only countries that have publicly recognized us, have announced that they are supporting the Monarchists! To add insult to injury, all of us here would be brought to court in Fujai over the planning and execution of the bombing of Zoradia! We are now without international support and recognition thanks to the plan you put forth!” General Lagodo, as well as the rest of the room, was caught off guard by this abrupt interruption. He wiped his brow nervously,
“We didn’t need them, they uh...they didn’t even provide us with funds or arms, only recognition and humanitaria-”
“Yes but we wouldn’t have needed arms or funds if it wasn’t for the bombing which wasted not just jet fuel but also missiles and fighter rounds! This is not some video game where you don’t have to worry about supplies but this is real life Lagodo! This is real life war! You can’t win by doing brash actions like this! Every action has consequences!” Speaker Quadelo slammed his gavel,
“Representative Tsolaquo please stop interrupting General Lagodo, I did not give you permission to interrupt or to speak for that matter.” Representative Tsolaquo grumbled as he leaned back into his seat as General Lagodo continued,
“Thank you Speaker, now my plan is simple, we gather our troops here in the area we control and fight off any attacks that the other factions send at us.” More experienced representatives groaned at the sound of this plan as the session went on without any actual plan to be voted on.
May 4, 1420
10:25 AM Over Time
Unknown locationA young recruit came into General Waholi’s office and stood at attention until he was recognized,
“What is it, recruit?” said Waholi as he looked over the plans for the upcoming Uweyv Nunnehi Campaign,
“I was ordered to tell you that Fujai and Giovanniland have both changed their support in the war to supporting our cause. Giovanniland has stated that, for now, they are only recognizing us as the true Zoranian government. Fujai on the other hand continues to provide humanitarian aid but they also intend on giving us funds and supplies as well as legitimacy. There is a possibility we can be given more support from Giovanniland if we can convince them.” Waholi smiled slightly and turned to face the recruit,
“Thank you for that message, it was much needed good news! You are dismissed.” The recruit salutes before running on back to training. Waholi was relieved by that news as he looks at the plans for the campaign with renewed confidence in their ability to win this war.
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July 18, 1420
5:00 AM Over Time
Unknown locationWhere You Wish To Go, I Cannot Follow
Adsila sits at the table where she has been spending a lot of her time for the past two months. She has been taking her time to read and learn the skills taught in the SIC training manual, everything from being forgettable, pulling quick changes, how to use certain gadgets, how to resist torture, etc. She has also been practicing how to use the techniques she learned with CGZ, she was surprised how willing he was to help her and how hospitable he has been towards her. He has been willing to teach her some basic martial arts and how to use a firearm. He explained to her that he never uses guns or lethal force like his ancestors before him, but he learned how to know how they work, how to best avoid getting shot, and so he knows what they are capable of. While Adsila did not like the idea of killing, she knew that in her situation it is going to be unavoidable.
After two long months of learning and basic training she is almost ready to leave the thief’s sanctum and join the war. She turns the page of the training manual and read the title of the new chapter she was on and she heard a voice behind her say,
“‘Sexpionage - The Art of Seduction,’ that sounds like a fun chapter. I wonder which one of your ancestors developed this one?”
Atils yelped in surprise when she heard CGZ and quickly slammed the book shut. Adsila’s face was a bright red out of embarrassment and CGZ began laughing at her reaction. She growled in annoyance before getting back to her reading. CGZ’s laughter stopped and he sat at the opposite side of the table from her, still wearing a ski mask and sunglasses to conceal his identity.
“So, do you think you’re ready to go out there yet?” asked CGZ,
“Almost, I just have to read this slightly controversial chapter and I should be ready to...to go out there.” she answered without looking up from the book. CGZ nodded before saying,
“Have you thought about what you’re going to do once you go out there and join the monarchists?”
“I have a bit, based on some of the news I have been reading things seem to be going in their favor as they are receiving a lot of international support. If they manage to focus on pushing the corporates out the northern island they will be able to have more resources freed up to focus on attacking the south. It’s simple, I know, but it’s a start.” CGZ chuckled,
“Understandable, I have to ask, do you even know who is leading the Corporates?” Adsila shakes her head as she turns a page in the manual.
“Do you remember a certain Kunagadoga Quasena from your years in secondary school?” Adsila paused at that name and looked up from the manual to look at the lenses of CGZ’s sunglasses,
“I do...are you saying tha-”
“Yes, Kunagadoga is the leader of the Corporates.” Adsila stops for a second and recalls a dream she had two weeks ago. One where a lady spoke to her and said that the son of the basket weaver sought to kill the heir to Ani’-Wah’. She conveys this to CGZ who shrugs in response,
“I am not one to put stock in dreams but I would be lying if I said he didn’t want to kill you.” There was silence between them for a while before she broke it,
“I can read this chapter later when I have time, I need to go there now.” CGZ seemed to have blinked a few times behind his sunglasses before nodding with understanding.
“Ok, I will take you to the monarchists today. Gather up what you need and we will depart.” CGZ got up and made his way to leave the room when Adsila stopped him by asking,
“Why have you really been helping me? I know you said that it was because you felt bad for my situation in all of this but I don’t think that’s your true motive.” CGZ stopped at the open door leading to his library before looking back at her. He let out a sigh,
“Because Kuna should never be allowed to take power, it is no secret that he is a cruel cold hearted bastard but I have a personal vendetta against him for what he did to my sister. Not too long ago, before the mess I made in Saint Jocelyn during the Olympics, my sister met Kunagadonga and for a few months they were friends. However, I knew better and tried to warn her but she didn’t believe me when I said he was a scumbag. Then one day she went to see him and she didn’t come home. That’s when I knew something was wrong and I went out to find Kunagadoga and confront him about my sister. When I found him we got into a fist fight where I ended up coming out on top and demanded to know where my sister was. All he said was that she was ‘anywhere but here.’ I pressed him to tell me what he meant by that only to find out he sold her to human traffickers…” CGZ’s head hung low with defeat, “She’s only a year older than me, nineteen. I have been trying to find her since but to no avail, and when I saw that you became a potential threat to Kuna I didn’t even hesitate to find you. So my actions weren’t entirely selfless, they were primarily driven by a selfish desire for revenge.” Adsila didn’t know what to say, she empathized with him and felt his pain, sorrow, and hate. Her voice was only a whisper when she spoke,
“The room I’m staying in...that was her room wasn’t it?” CGZ nodded,
“Adsila...when you leave here you will not get any aid from me...for where you wish to go I cannot follow. After the stunt I pulled in Cambria they are probably planning on a way of killing me and I don’t think I will be able to survive that when it comes. So I ask this of you, unify the country, avenge its people, and let nothing stand in your way. Build a better Zoran, a better place for the torchbearers of tomorrow.” CGZ’s voice began to crack as he spoke and when he finished he walked through the doorway and left Adsila alone with the weight of the conversation weighing down upon her thoughts.
I didn’t think CGZ was about my age, I guess part of his persona is to appear older than he is. But the pain he must have experienced makes me think of the pain of the Zoranian people. Many are probably seeing me of some sort of savior...but I am just one woman.
She held her head in her hands as she realized the weight of her role she plays in all this. But the words of CGZ echo in her head,
Unify the country, avenge its people, and let nothing stand in your way.
“I guess it wouldn’t hurt to try.” She said to herself before getting up to gather her things as she prepares to leave.
- Larxia, Fhaengshia, iOctagon and 2 others
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July 15, 1420 AF
2:00 AM Over timeOfficial statement from the Zoranian Theocrats:
It is with a sad heart that we announce that after the denouncement of the Divine shaman we have lost many supporters. Morale has dwindled and there is little point going forward, it is with a heavy heart that I announce that the theocrats surrender to the other factions of this bloody civil war.
Shaman Oconostota Nideloyu
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Zoranian Civil War map as of 16 July 1420
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Gagotigakanvsgi Campaign
(Duration: 19 days)Faction:
Monarchists
GDC
Corporates
Strength:
3000
2000 men
6,020 men
Losses:
250 Killed
~4 MIA
~400 killed
10 MIA
24 taken prisoner
~300 Killed
20 MIA
Remaining:
~2746 retreated
~1566 retreated
~5,700 remain
Corporate Victory
Campaign Report:
July 15, 1420
Dear Mr. Quasena,
The Monarchists made a push into one of our provinces in the northern island which resulted in us receiving 4,020 of our men joining our hold here. We decided to make a push to assert our control over the contested province of Gagotigakanvsgi using our forces here to make a push. Using the equipment you purchased from Dalimbar we were able to inflict significant casualties on the GDC troops in that territory. Many of them appeared to be poorly trained and poorly equipped, allowing our men to pick them off easily. However, the monarchist rebels in the area gave us a bit more trouble. They appear to be proficient with guerilla and urban warfare, able to move quickly and concealing themselves with their surroundings. We lost a significant amount of men as we fought in the cities and the jungles but after a few days of fighting we were able to push them out of the province. The attack you ordered on the province that borders Gagotigakanvsgi to the west must have had them decide to pull out of the province in favor of keeping their territory. We are still rooting out small pockets of GDC troops and monarchists scouts but the province should be under your complete control over the course of a few weeks.
From,
General Adanite
3rd Rugby World Cup [rosters, roleplays, results]
in Roleplay - How the West Was Won
Posted · Edited by Zoran
TRANSCRIPT:
Hello everyone, I am Noya Priscian, filling in for Quiyakaso to bring you breaking news! I am currently outside Spirit Park Stadium where protestors are preventing the Santos-Dominius rugby team from entering the stadium in response to recent offensive comments made by SDCSN’s Blubberman about the Zoranian people. The protestors have spent the past few minutes jeering and insulting the athletes as they try to enter the stadium. The reasons for targeting the team is due to their sponsorship by Santos-Dominians companies, one being SDCSN, and, by their reasoning, since they allow themselves to be sponsored by an organization that allows for their anchorman to make such offensive comments about the people of this country, the team and their owners do not appear to have made any comment which denounces the words of Blubberman and the SDCSN as of yet and thus can be associated and are thus ok with being sponsored by a company that throws out racist remarks. It must also be mentioned that it was made public shortly after the civil war ended that there was evidence of financial backing by Credit Santosie-Dominigne of the Corporate faction here in Zoran during the conflict, which does not help the Santos-Dominian company when it comes to how the Zoranian people perceive them as the words of Blubberman add to the fire of corpo-skepticism here in the country. Police have been called to the scene to clear a path for the athletes to enter the stadium for the match today. It has also recently been announced by the Ministry of Justice that it will be pressing charges against SDCSN and Blubberman for violating Part 3 Section 18 of the Hate Speech Act of 1421. More details on that can be found under the politics section on the RNN website. That is all from me for now and I will return with further developments, now back to the studio!