| The Scramble for Africa (+ Hawaii); The Race for Colonial Supremacy in the forgotten continent | |
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| Britannia and the Netherlands | Jun 12 2016, 11:50 AM Post #1 |
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| Socosie | Jun 19 2016, 10:20 PM Post #11 |
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OOC talk is done in planning not roleplay. Take this conversation there please. And no nations hold suez yet. I dont see why england would hold it when it dont even exist in this world. |
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| Liederland | Jun 20 2016, 09:15 AM Post #12 |
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The new PRS ministry of Colonial Affairs has been fully integrated in the Liderlandic government! And the first minister was elected. Although without much competition... But now that a minister has been elected and is ready to start working on the paperwork for all matters regarding the colony's. He saw that the first step needed to be taken by the czardome is having a peaceful co-existence with the other colonial powers. The most important colonisers were "The Bloody Kingdom of Ginovska" and "The Senatus Populique Imperium of Occidentalis Invicta". The ministry asked the Grand Czar to hold a meeting with these 2 powers. To which the Grand Czar agreed! But only if the meeting will be held in Port Istra! A free city in the North West of Liederland! And that both nations send there respected leader,and not a diplomat! When the Grand Czar was interviewed "why ask these demands?" He responded like this: [The Grand Czar]: "Why not?! This is a matter that will impact the entire world! To not even bother visiting one of the finest city's in our entire land and to talk over the most important issue of this generation via a diplomat would be a scandal of unimaginable proportions!!!" [Reporter]: "Now,may we ask what would be the most important topic's of this meeting?" [The Grand Czar]: "Where the borders of our colony's will be! For now there are no real regions in that far away land we are setting our foot on,and i wish to not send a single solder over there to die because we did not do our duty of telling the world where are our borders!" The meeting will welcome other nations to join,but only if they have a issue of there own about any of the decisions being made at the meeting... |
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| Occidentalis Invicta | Jun 22 2016, 07:28 PM Post #13 |
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The tall man in traditional Occidental garb walks in, briefcase in hand and sits down. |
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| Ginovska | Jun 26 2016, 10:09 PM Post #14 |
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"What the hell is that?!" bellowed Captain Kinov, scrambling for his telescope. "Looks like 6 ships, don't recognise the ensign Captain" "Bring her around and launch a boat, go speak to them, if it's the Liederlanders then get the Captain over here for a drink. They're a long way from home and will have one hell of a surprise. Best let our guest know." "Aye aye Captain" Captain Kinov surveyed his surroundings from his vantage on the deck of the Fist of Shumikha, Ginovska's most advanced Dreadnaught. He reviewed the three other ships under his command, all launched from the port of Predo within the last year. The Vigilant, the Duke of Vassk and the Enforcer were sleek and graceful, cutting through the water easily as they moved to clear the channel. Captain Kinov's pride built as his gaze took in the settlement and he saw the evidence of Ginovskan progress on this savage coast of Africa. The Town of Victorgrad, recently blessed by its namesake, the Tsar, gleamed in the midst of the humid vegetation. The modern port was busy with activity, processing and packing the riches of the African interior for transport to the homeland. Suddenly a shout: "TO ARMS! THEY'RE RUNNING OUT THEIR GUNS" Kinov cursed and returned his gaze to the approaching vessels. Dread formed in the pit of his stomach. "MY GOD! PROTECT HIS MAJEST..." A deafening noise, more felt than heard, crashed over the Fist of Shumikha as wood splintered and ropes snapped. Captain Kinov felt himself speed through the air and then blackness. He rose to his feet, staggered and fell. He could smell burning. How long had he lost consciousness? Another obscene crash as an enemy frigate laid a broadside. And another! Kinov orientated himself, he was near the mainmast. He crawled to the door to his stateroom, trailing blood. Around him he caught glimpses of his sailors readying weapons and he heard the familiar pounding of the Fist's devastating new guns. "Stick it to them, my boys" he grunted as he pushed his way into the stateroom. The room looked very different from when he had last stayed in it. It had been filled with the riches of its guest. Kinov noticed a figure standing near the bed, adjusting a swordbelt. Kinov tried to speak but could only gurgle, his throat felt smaller and his vision was dimming. Tsar Karl I Victor turned to look at the ravaged frame of Captain Kinov. "Don't slouch Kinov, there's work to be done!". Ginovska's Tsar sprang past Kinov, sword raised. "To me men, let's repel these brigands!" |
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| Liederland | Jun 27 2016, 02:20 PM Post #15 |
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The Grand Czar of The Singed Land greeted the representative with a strong handshake. Before sitting down as well... [The Grand Czar]: You are the leader of The Senatus Populique Imperium of Occidentalis Invicta? Well,welcome to Port Istra. Where our grand hearing about the colonial issues this generation is facing will be held. Now,it seems that the Ginovska leader is not here yet. But we must talk about a potential flashpoint between our nations! Wasting no time,the Grand Czar opens a map and lays it right on the table! ![]() [The Grand Czar]: These are the 3 flashpoints our peoples ministry has reported to me as a important topic for this meeting. First on the agenda. Libya! The Grand Czar opens another map and lays it right on the table! ![]() [The Grand Czar]: There are 2 problems here,first. Your colonist have used a port of yours that is south of my colony to lanch a expedition to lands far and wide! But unfortinatly,they landed on the Liederlandic-Libya colony,i would demand that they are informed about what they have done and leave! They are holding my men in a chokehold when it comes to our second problem. That problem being,we have made contact with a tribe that is quite technophobic to say the least... After our first contact with them,they said there will is to conquer both your small port to the south and the south of my colony,so say our reports at least. Not all of the colonists made it alive from that event. That makes them our enemy! Yet your man are holding land and ports that could be of use in preparation of a offencive campaign against this tribe! Would you agree that this is a problem,senitore? |
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| Jaxinus | Jun 27 2016, 06:04 PM Post #16 |
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Another Round of Cannon penetrated the Dreadnought. The "Calypso" and "Voyager" came about firing from the cannons and swivel guns at three other ships, smoke sparks and pieces of wood flung wildly out of the fog. "Arg!" Screamed Lord Rickon as the Dreadnought returned a volley to Rickon's Flag ship the "Whale Singer". "my Lord!" shouted the First mate. He ran over and helped Rickon up. "Are you okay m'lord?" "Yes, However i do believe these Gino's have had enough playtime. Lets bring in the big Guns shall we?" Lord Rickon replied smiling evily. "Good Idea Sire! shall we board the enmey flagship?" The First Mate asked. "Yes. Do." Lord Rickon said before putting his pinkie fingers in his mouth and whistling in an extremely high pitched tune. RRRRAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRGGGGGGCCCC A Shape flew down from the sky. Circling the Deck a creature the size of a Horse. It had massive leathery wings and bones jutting out of and around its neck. The Dragon landed on the deck in front of Lord Rickon. Rickon clambered onto the Dragons back and it took flight running off the deck of the Ships. The Dragon came around above the three smaller Ginovskian ships attempting to protect the Dreadnought. "Inferna" Fire spewed out of the Dragon covering the ships in a fog of fire. Men ran douched in flames screaming as they burned. Small fires burned on the deck slowly growing, sometimes being put out by the crew. Lord Rickon Sargas the 2nd of House Sargas, Warden of the Sea and Master of the Beaches, Patron of the Hiccok Tribe and Defender of Men turned his eyes onto the Town of Victorgrad. The Dragon turned toward the city with deadly intent. |
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| Occidentalis Invicta | Jun 28 2016, 02:46 AM Post #17 |
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"We Occidentals are very sensitive of our historical rights, we have a historical claims to much of the land you nation inhabits and to much of the land you wish to expand to. We hope to avoid any regrettable situations between our nations and would like to set up zones of influence we propose you nation spread it's influence to the Middle East and in the Indian direction. In exchange my nation abandons any claims to land East of the Suez and the Rhine while taking our African Claims. We could leave the Suez as a division between our colonies to prevent further misunderstandings. This is all subject to Suez if your nation can secure it we will be much more open to the idea of you claiming African lands but we currently have developed a large portion of the North African Coast and we feel are in a much better position to rule these lands. Of course we can hold off on the boarders for now until the situation becomes clear but we are will to pull back to the Western half of Libya and as a further show of good faith send in a legion to pacify the native Berbers. Is this acceptable for now?" |
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| Ginovska | Jun 28 2016, 07:25 AM Post #18 |
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A commotion occurs outside the room, interrupting the discussions within. Suddenly the door flies open; a huge man dressed in the dark green, almost black, of the Ginovskan Royal Guard bursts into the room. You see the guards outside in disarray, several of their number lying on the floor. "The Tsar is dead! Butchered by pirates! Ginovska is in mourning and demands that other powers cease machinations in the Ginovskan sphere of the African continent. Foreign interlopers in our claims will be destroyed. The new Tsar will contact you in due course. Apologies for the interruption and the injuries to your guards, they will recover." He turns on his heels and leaves. |
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| Liederland | Jul 1 2016, 08:35 AM Post #19 |
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The Grand Czar puts a fist on his chin,like he is pondering. To the foreign eye,this seemed like he was thinking of something. Maybe even plotting how to misuse the Ginovska tsar's murder for his own gain! But,it seems all Liederlanders in the room are pondering in the same manner. This the Liederlanders were making seemed almost religious... When the translator of The Grand Czar tried to stop his majestic minute of silence,the grand czar razed his hand for a second gesturing to him that he ought to not intervene... [The Grand Czar]: Butchered by pirates? This seems like such a issue we will have to face as well... But for now we need to finish this meeting's issues before we move on to these pirates. The Grand Czar lowers the second map that was supposed to illustrate the second issue,but before he puts the map back in his briefcase,he gives a response to the senators offer. [The Grand Czar]: Senator,in all honesty your nation claim's a lot of land,some of your more imaginative citizens wish your republic to completely oppose me. And rival me until you have taken the entirety of the Balkans! These are silly man,but the claims on land you have as the successor of the Roman Empire gave them the idea that those claims are absolute law. But to hear that kind offer from you is a relief,the West of Libya is yours! And know that even if there is a risk the Sues region will fall into Ginovska land,we will be a player in the dark continent. We WILL be in Africa! At least as a minor force. As the meeting was cut short,many issues were left unanswered... But those problems that were related to the actions of Ginovska were not presented because the Tsar's brutal murder,even if the topic of those issues was known. The Sues Province! |
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| Jaxinus | Jul 2 2016, 07:48 AM Post #20 |
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The Dragon came around swooping around flying between the sails and hovering onto the deck. First Mate: Where next Capt'n? Lord Rickon: We Sail north. For Suez. There is much there House Sargas can Claim. The dragon flew back up into the sky. Letting out a deafing Roar of approval and the Fleet turned away from the burning town. Storm Clouds swirled overhead. Jaxinus - High Gate Palace Courier:" My Lord" the coruier nelt before King Torean. "I bring news from the dark continent!" King Rhett: "Well then what news does the Dark Continent yield?" Courier:"The Ginovskian colony, Victorgrad, was destroyed in the early morning 2 days ago." King Rhett put his hand on his chin and furrowed his brow. "Any idea on who did this? Was there any casualties?" Coruier: "The Ginovskian Tsar was one of the many hundred dead." King Rhett's eyes widened. Courier: "it gets worse m'lord. The other powers don't know this yet but, the attackers where Jaxinese, House Sargas to be precise." King Rhett screamed "Bring me representatives of House Sargas and whomever currently holds their court! They may have accidently started a war, they must pay." Edited by Jaxinus, Jul 2 2016, 07:49 AM.
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