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Once again, the nations’ capital of Levastok was holding a parade, boasting the ever-patriotic and powerful military might at the disposal of the government. In their usual positions on the Capitol’s stone overlook, Krūjarma, still smiling and waving to the passing soldiers and celebrating masses, leans over to Novikov.

“How was the reception in Rwani? It’s certainly good to have you back at the helm here.”

“About as good as Marundia, difficult to focus on their welcome speeches, I still haven’t grown accustomed to their climates down there.”

“When you have a moment, we should discuss The West.”

The parades’ announcer declares the passing of the FSTK-8 Super-Heavy tanks as they roll past evenly, worrying the insentient road.

“Usea in general or?”

“No, West Noskyvaia. We’re losing more of it every day, it’s practically crumbling under its own weight. GIU and Xaviet were obviously incompatible with us, but they did take up a lot of space.”

“Space means nothing, I care about military ability over landmass.”

“Even so, both of them will be joining two different factions. We still have a peace agreement with Xaviet, but those always expire eventually, Dmitri.”

“You know what the wests’ problem is? Lack of communism. They’d stay intact longer.”

“I’m serious, Novikov. Threats to our collective are growing closer…our very way of life is at risk!”

“We will settle matters as they arise, Krūjarma. If you continue to stress about such things before they even exist, you won’t have any hair left at all. Now, stop talking to me, I think we have to give speeches about the military effort soon.”

“Damn, I haven’t prepared anything to say.”

“Have you ever?” Dmitri smirked at the minister, before turning back to the countless rows of soldiers, smiling warmly, and wishing them well on their journey into the jaws of death in the Floral Islands.

Hail the confederation

Cape canavral, Tertania, Feuraxia, New England INC, and 4 othersVlaRiSsiA, Complete and utter freedom, Ridnez, and Pamero

*Transmission approved and sent. Due to security concerns of the ~NKVE~, this message was delayed --- days.*

Official Collective Statement of the Ogres' Party
The many significant events going on across the region have not gone unnoticed by the Party, especially as our great ogretarian state is now opening up communications with nearby nations.

In regards to the wedding in Jocospor, we send our best regards and will be sending inner-party official and supreme chairman of the ministry of foreign integrity - Comrade Pinn O. Cchio - to attend the ceremony. Our Supreme Leader wishes to but is unable to attend personally due to f̸̫͑ǎ̶̻n̷̰̅a̸̠͋t̷̡̿į̷̐c̸͘ͅa̵̖͊l̴͉̈́ ̷̇͜ ̵̼̉p̵͈͑a̴̫̽r̴̤̐ä̶͚n̶̖̍ŏ̴̟ì̸ͅä̷̱ having been heavily entrenched in the overhaul of the political and economic central leadership of the VlaRiSsiAn national state.

We also have taken notice of the civil war in Golden impirial utopia, but have collectively decided - with the direct order from the Supreme Leader - to not intervene in any way until further notice.

Be Glorious Our Free Swampland!
Hail the Confederation!

Jocospor, Tertania, Feuraxia, New England INC, and 6 othersGolden impirial utopia, Russian states of eurasia, Daulmark, Complete and utter freedom, The italian islamic state, and Pamero

Post self-deleted by Toujours noire.

Russian states of eurasia wrote:

Despite Eurasia’s recent declaration of isolation, His Grand Imperial Majesty Lazar Murmanov has given permission for embassy construction to commence within Murmanovgrad. We invite your nation’s ambassadors to Eurasia to oversee the construction and enjoy our hospitality.

Signed, Count Konstatin Molotov, Imperial Minister of Foreign Affairs

on behalf of

His Grand Imperial Majesty

News of the “Temple of Umbra” have reached me. This false religion shall not be allowed within the Grand Empire and its holdings. Any who worship such a religion are to be considered heretical and punished as such.

The Holy Bureau of Murmanovist Protection has the blessing of myself and the supreme deity Rod to hunt down these heretics and eliminate them by whatever means necessary.

Should any foreign diplomats who worship the ideals of the Temple come to Eurasia, they shall be deported effective immediately. There will be no exemptions.

Eurasia shall remain pure.

Signed, Lazar Murmanov, Great Patriarch of the Imperial Church of Murmanovism

One Empire, One People, One Goal
Hail Eurasia
Hail the Confederation

The Grand Empire,

The Shadow Cult strongly advises that Holy Mandate 15 be rethought or, indeed, redacted. Such a mandate appears to be a display of hostility against a religion which the Shadow Cult intends to openly embrace, and of which His Supreme Majesty, your Emperor, has been proclaimed Messiah.

Imperial relations with the Grand Empire may prove difficult if the Great Patriarch does not reconsider his actions. Think carefully.

The Shadow Cult has risen,

Hail the Confederation!

Central Imperial Direktorate
The Shadow Cult of Jocospor
Confederation of Corrupt Dictators

MineLegotia and Equestria, Cape canavral, Tertania, Feuraxia, and 7 othersNew England INC, VlaRiSsiA, Russian states of eurasia, Complete and utter freedom, Ridnez, Glorious gachimuchi republics, and Pamero

Imperial Senate Building, Vocryae, Jocospor

Andreas Bombardone was attending to the pile of paperwork sitting upon his desk in the presidential offices of the ISB. Over the past several days, a considerable backlog of diplomatic communiques and requests demanding his attention have sprung up, some of which concerned the foreign policy of Ridnez. Bombardone sounded his occupational stress off of De Marco, "The Senator of Regna Loreau and the talking horse have submitted a motion to the Imperial Senate to renovate the Confederation's fleets. I had hoped that our ally from Hellslayer would have made public his own proposal prior to this. We've scarcely begun to enact our legislative program, and for this interruption to occur with everything else going on..." Bombardone clutched at a faxed message that had been lying on his desk for 2 weeks, "For Agustín's sake, look at this! 'WE ARE A GROUP OF TEENAGERS WHO BELIEVE IN YOUR CAUSE AND WANT HELP TO OVERTHROW THE GOVERNMENT AND RID THE MILITARY OF ITS POWER. PLEASE SEND HELP.' This was sent to us from an unknown location out of The Dixie Confederate Union. Now why would these punks assume that Ridnez would have any interest in lending them support, and better yet, why would they assume that an important head of state could be swayed by the most ambiguous way of requesting it? Now here's a more recent one, a telegram from a new Confederation member state called Pamero, extending a formal request for diplomatic relations. Does anyone outside my country have any idea what's happening there? Ridnez cannot spare the luxury of receiving an embassy from another country while her major cities are burning as we speak!"

De Marco pushed up on the bridge of his glasses before giving his input, "Excellency, it may be possible that many of these governments are befuddled by the rather spectacular nature of the quagmire that has engulfed our homeland as of late. As opposed to the more recent civil war in Golden impirial utopia, whose participating factions and their goals are rather cut-and-dry, and which according to their government sources is already being pushed to its denouement, the conflict in Ridnez has only continued to grow messier and more chaotic with time. Also, note that the GIU Civil War has been turned into a proxy war for various groups such as the Loreauans. Both for economic reasons and reasons contingent upon perceptions of Ridnezite culture and society, interventions in our domestic shake-up have been comparatively limited." Bombardone growled under his breath, "Comparatively, yes. Not that this had stopped that damned New English troll from meddling in affairs which he can scarcely comprehend." Bombardone stops briefly to pour out a glass of cognac before continuing, "The New State only consented to join the League of Prosperous Nations because the government of Daulmark had pulled strings to remove us from the Omsk Treaty Organization. Neither the feeble class particularism of the latter nor the rapacious materialism of the former suited Zendirist ideology very well. That is why we are so fortunate that The Xaviet Empire has taken us up on our offer of alliance. So few other states are so well-aligned with our principles."

De Marco inquired, "And what of our other allies, Hellslayer and Cryptonnia?" Bombardone grimaced, "For reasons that I cannot begin to appreciate, Hellslayer's leaders have decided to arrange a marriage between one of their own and one of the sapient horses of MineLegotia and Equestria. This act goes against everything which the Temple of Umbra stands for, breeding lesser creatures with superior specimens. Part of this, I imagine, could be attributed to a gulf in understanding between the Hellslayer demons and our Zendirist branch of the Temple. In Hellslayer, arcane airs are abound; the inhabitants regard themselves as something other than the human race, it seems. Their interest in Project: Nyx was probably similar to their motivation for arranging this abomination -- They revel in perversity for its own sake. But in Ridnez, the Temple of Umbra is less a true church and more an esoteric fraternity mixed with a eugenics society. The entire goal for the New State's role in the creation of the Temple is inextricably linked to the Zendirist striving to pursue human advancement through mastery of the natural forces. Still, something of the Hellslayerian approach must retain its validity, since Project: Nyx is operational, and the core component of the system was developed on their end. It's a pity that I could not dissuade Balthazar Sturm from polluting his stock with those... animals... Ugh!"

Bombardone finished the cognac and began pouring another glass as he continued to elaborate, "As for Cryptonnia, the Chuikov regime possesses a potential for Ridnez to assert a beachhead on the Noskyavian continent, but there has been a near-total communication blackout on their end since the meatpuppet of Ricci's sadists helped them to depose their monarchy and usurp power. What scant interactions I've had with their Senator Polk have revealed that they are somewhat... confused... about their position right now. Conflicting information and reports of rival factions that I can't make heads or tails of." Bombardone takes a swig and goes on, "Maybe the confusion is all Polk's, in which case General Chuikov should appoint another representative for his country to the Imperial Senate. I sincerely hope that their lack of responsiveness is not indication that the Cryptonnian military feels they can simply ignore our contribution... Once the Ridnez situation is stabilized, we will be once more a dreadful enemy to spurn..." Bombardone finished his second glass and slams it on the table. De Marco gave another of impression of his, "At least there is one silver lining in all this. The Daulmarkian Socialist People's Republic has neglected to send material support to those Ziconean freaks running rampant in Magnifico. Furthermore, there are rumors that their premier Novikov has an interest in smoothing relations over with our government and the Xaviet state. Perhaps, if you would permit me to offer a suggestion, you had misjudged them during the Vocryae incident months back...?" Bombardone gave his own opinion, "More likely is that ever since Count Schneider and I have sealed our partnership in the National-Totalitarian Unity-Pact, the Daulmarkian socialists are angling diplomatically to ensure that our energies are expended against the League of Prosperous Nations first. The Eurasian government's recent change in foreign policy indicates that perhaps the Omsk Treaty Organization feels that their interests would be better served by stepping into the background for a while. If so, fine by me. The main geostrategic threats to Ridnez at present are the Powers monarchy across the Golden Sea, and all the other petty war-profiteers across Usea who think that a divided Ridnez would better serve the end of filling their coffers. Besides, the socialist brothel that the Omsk Treaty Organization has degenerated into already has its work cut out for it to repel the incursions of the fourth faction formed by the Loreauans and their allies among the horse-people. As you have always known, we Ridnezites take a very dim view of the MineLegoEquestrian empire. Its parliamentary façade, mongrelized population groups, and disgusting working conditions fill me with the deepest revulsion. But there is one thing that I cannot take away from them: Their people are reliable to act only in the interests of the most practical considerations." De Marco clarifies, "You're saying that the horse-people are more pragmatic than most of the human nations?" Bombardone folds his fingers on his desk and grins before he offers a reply, "I'm saying that they will never look down a bribe."

HAIL THE CONFEDERATION!

Jocospor, Hellslayer, MineLegotia and Equestria, Cape canavral, and 8 othersTertania, Feuraxia, New England INC, VlaRiSsiA, Daulmark, Nova Occidens, The italian islamic state, and Pamero

Neu-equestria

The National Bureau of Theology wishes to support our fellow CCD members; as such, NBT has officially prohibited the missionary activities of the Temple of Umbra on the Equestrian territory. However, believers of the Temple aren't restricted in their rights if they aren't spreading the faith publicly.
Although we fully support the belief that the humans are the most superior being we've yet encountered, the Temple's teachings may not be supported by the Harmonists, which comprise up to 75% of our population.
The NBT in cooperation with the Ministry of Order and the Ministry of Justice would also like to remind you that the Article 257 of the Criminal Code, which declares up to 7 years in prison as a punishment for insulting the Goddesses, is still in effect.
Central Office of the NBT, Ministry of State Agencies, Government of Equestria
Victory Ave., 51, Canterlot, Capital province, Homeland Area

Glory to the Mankind!
Hail the Confederation!

Hellslayer, Feuraxia, New England INC, VlaRiSsiA, and 1 otherRussian states of eurasia

Hyperborean people

Hello CCD!
Im New Here!

Jocospor, Hellslayer, Feuraxia, New England INC, and 5 othersVlaRiSsiA, Russian states of eurasia, Complete and utter freedom, Nova Occidens, and Glorious gachimuchi republics

Russian states of eurasia

To The Shadow Cult of Jocospor,

Holy Mandate 15 is not meant as a sign of aggression, it is an order meant to maintain stability within Eurasia, stability which is, at this time, greatly needed. Murmanovism must be the only religion within Eurasia, or the Grand Empire will remain imperfect. I will however, remove the ban on foreign diplomats who worship the Temple.

Signed, Lazar Murmanov, Grand Imperator of Eurasia and Great Patriarch of the Imperial Church of Murmanovism

One Empire, One People, One Goal
Hail Eurasia
Hail the Confederation

Hellslayer, MineLegotia and Equestria, Cape canavral, Feuraxia, and 3 othersNew England INC, VlaRiSsiA, and Complete and utter freedom

Russian states of eurasia wrote:To The Shadow Cult of Jocospor,

Holy Mandate 15 is not meant as a sign of aggression, it is an order meant to maintain stability within Eurasia, stability which is, at this time, greatly needed. Murmanovism must be the only religion within Eurasia, or the Grand Empire will remain imperfect. I will however, remove the ban on foreign diplomats who worship the Temple.

Signed, Lazar Murmanov, Grand Imperator of Eurasia and Great Patriarch of the Imperial Church of Murmanovism

One Empire, One People, One Goal
Hail Eurasia
Hail the Confederation

We thank the Grand Empire for its reasonable alterations to Holy Mandate 15, despite the fact the Great Patriarch declared there would be "no exemptions" - this incident demonstrates weakness in the Great Patriarch's word, and is a poor reflection on the Grand Empire as a whole. The Imperial memory is long.

The Shadow Cult has risen,

Hail the Confederation!

Central Imperial Direktorate
The Shadow Cult of Jocospor
Confederation of Corrupt Dictators

Hellslayer, MineLegotia and Equestria, Cape canavral, Tertania, and 9 othersFeuraxia, New England INC, VlaRiSsiA, Golden impirial utopia, Panthera Order, Russian states of eurasia, Complete and utter freedom, Nova Occidens, and Neu-equestria

Golden impirial utopia

This morning, the Noble-Military Junta announced the complete destruction of the communist insurgents, and thus end of the civil war. They will run the country until Andrew can arrive to be crowded, probably after the weddings.

Hail the Confederation!

Cape canavral

The Imperial Palace, 10:10AM
The Emperor-King sifts through his papers, reading what is going on with the RMB during his brief breaks for either the bathroom or his headache. He chuckled, seeing what had occurred between the Shadow Emperor and Murmanov, and found the situation amusing, especially with just how absurd he thought the “Holy Mandate” to be. As he returned to his papers, he recognized something was off. It was far too quiet. He took his pen, which actually functioned as a knife as well, and brought it with him to the entrance to his room.

“Guards?” He called out, but heard no response. Curious, he chose to step away from his work to see what was going on.

As he stepped outside his room, he was shocked to find one guard against the wall, a blood trail that came from the wall and followed down to the corpse. He looked down the hall a bit to see another guard laying face forward on the ground. He immediately went back into his room and scanned the surrounding area, but saw nothing, before going to a buzzer.

“I’d highly recommend against that, sir.” Julius heard the voice from behind him call.

He paused, his hand inches away from the button.

“What do you want?” He said, unmoving.

“Well, it’s rather simple. Either call off your public investigation, or we’ll be forced to butcher you like we did those guards.” The man said, as two more figures stepped from out of the shadows.

“I wouldn’t betray my people. All three of these senators are incredibly influential and popular, doing anything less than what I am doing now would effectively
be political suicide.” The Emperor-King responded.

“Well, we’re not really giving you any other options here. Now then, for the last time - Stop the investigation.” The man replied stoicly.

“Fine, fine, but at least let me have the privilege to know who you work for so I can at least know that you’re allies.” The Emperor responded, stepping away from the button.

“We are the Scarlet Glove Society. We are a broken-off sect of the Republican Party you’ve so unfortunately put underground for a second time now. We consist of Democrats all the way to Socialists. Now then, your question has been answered, we will be leaving now.” The man says, and finishes, gesturing for his entourage to leave.

“Ah I see. Well, I thank you for your time.” The Emperor-King said, before charging the man with his pen knife.

Several gunshots reverberate from the room and outside to the courtyard through an room open window, and an alarm is sounded. As a young guard runs into the room, he finds the Emperor-King laying in a pool of his own blood, holding in his hand a scarlet glove, and a trail of blood leading to the window. As the guard ran to the window, he saw a man lifeless on the courtyard floor, a pen-knife in his neck.

"Death is very likely the single best invention of life. It is life's change agent. It clears out the old to make way for the new." -Steve Jobs

Glory to the [REDACTED]!
Hail the Confederation!

Hellslayer, MineLegotia and Equestria, Tertania, Feuraxia, and 7 othersNew England INC, VlaRiSsiA, Panthera Order, Russian states of eurasia, Daulmark, Complete and utter freedom, and The italian islamic state

Post self-deleted by Cape canavral.

Oldenburg Historical Park, 12:00 pm

It was a sunny day. Everyone in Altazia was watching the television, and everyone who was near the park went there almost immediately.

The old flag, which was red-white-blue horizontal stripes, was gently lowered and is folded, and was put into a hole that was dug a few hours before.

The army went back to the park, and flied the new flag, of red, white, and blue, in the style of the Canadian Pale, and Altazia's state arms in the center.

The anthem soon started playing, and everyone respecting the flag and the anthem by putting their hands on their chests.

Ik zal handhaven / Je maintaindrai

HAIL THE CONFEDERATION

Jocospor, Hellslayer, MineLegotia and Equestria, Cape canavral, and 8 othersTertania, Feuraxia, New England INC, VlaRiSsiA, Russian states of eurasia, Complete and utter freedom, The italian islamic state, and Pamero

"It- the signal has been received!", the party official eyeing the monitor, whose head was beaded with sweat, exclaimed after an exhausting shift manning the supercomputers of the ministry building. A nearby political officer, with an insignia on his armband indicating his high ranking in the NKVE, overheard and turned toward the monitor with attentiveness.

"Comrade, what is it-" the NKVE officer froze, and looked in astonishment. Right in front of him, the red and yellow banner of The Federal Republic of Daulmark flashed brightly on the computer screen, with a translated signal shown underneath. The official managing the computers gave a simple gesture, and in an instant, the NKVE officer rushed to the comms.

The officer dialed the messaging system linked straight to the central party ministry, where a conference was being held at the moment, and encoded a message, "---𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚛𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚜---𝚜𝚒𝚐𝚗𝚊𝚕 𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚎𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚍---𝚐𝚕𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚠𝚊𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚍---".

It was in that moment that a great comradeship would arise...

The sound of gunshots reverberated around the building. From afar, the northeast bureau complex appeared as the ordinary brutalist concrete tower which lesser central committee officials coordinated in. A look look closer, and one would see the wall on the side of the building at the bottom level almost entirely stained in dark red, with easily hundreds of corpses piled at its feet.The final batch of bureaucrats were lined by the NKVE officers to be facing the wall. The several dozen officials also happened to be the uppermost in that particular bureau, an intentional move to make the highest-ranking bureacrats witness the executions of all their subordinates.

"On the count of three!" The commander of the group of NKVE officers declared.

"Three!" Rifles loaded.

"Two!" Guns positioned.

"One!" Fingers on the triggers...

Before the commander held up the sign to fire, a bureaucrat at the far right end of the firing squad line let out out a sneer. The commander was quick to wave for the officers to hold fire, then marched straight to the smug bureaucrat.

"There will come a point when the Supreme Leaders endless purges come back to bite him." The bureaucrat remarked. "You will outlive your usefulness and he won't think twice about having you and everyone you know killed. One day, there will be no one left to purge."

The commander was having none of it, "I, like all true patriotic workers, know my place in the eternal machine of VlaRiSsiA. I will live for the nation, I will toil for the nation, and I will die for the nation." With the single pull of his pistol's trigger, the head officer blew the heretical bureaucrats' skull out.

The rest of officers fired in unison. Another day, another bureau purged.

1-2-screw; 1-2-screw; 1-2-screw; 1-2-screw

The worker, who like all workers was unnamed and instead referred with a number, repeated the actions in robotic repetition. As the shells moved to his post, he screwed the fuse on top in total organized harmony. The work was especially long, longer and even more exhausting than the usual strenuous toil. As with all workers in the sector, he was put to ogretime with a seemingly nonstop shift.

Despite the radical events happening from above, the only thing that mattered to all the workers laboring in the facility was staying in line and in their post. To be even a matter of milliseconds off rhythm was a crime punishable by total disappearance. None of the workers had any clue that the bureaucrats who oversaw them were all being executed and replaced. None had a clue that their nation was beginning to develop a relationship with the one neighboring theirs, they hadn't even a clue that countries outside of VlaRiSsiA actually existed. The state only told them what they needed to know - their tasks in the factory and the glory of the Supreme Leader.

Afterall, nothing in their completely regimented and intensely laborious lives would really change. The workers remained cogs in the colossal Ogretarian machine.

Be Glorious Our Free Swampland!
Hail the Confederation!

Hellslayer, MineLegotia and Equestria, Tertania, Feuraxia, and 19 othersNew England INC, Tilminese Federation, The youtube, Anverija, Authoritariania, Kancia, Panthera Order, Russian states of eurasia, North happyland, The Third Duloch, Daulmark, The Crapanese Empire, Complete and utter freedom, The yeetusian pure order, The Pure Order, Nova Occidens, Glorious gachimuchi republics, Pamero, and Cdf imperial legion xlviii

Feuraxia, New England INC, VlaRiSsiA, Russian states of eurasia, and 3 othersThe Very Dark Place, Complete and utter freedom, and Pamero

Neu-equestria

- National Warning System // Urgent Bulletin // Transmit Immediately -
The following message is being broadcast at the request of Her Majesty's Government.
A ***Civil Danger Warning*** has been issued for the following areas: Mare East province, Southbound province, effective immediately and until further notice.
At approximately 4:30 AM local time, multiple riots and cases of civil unrest have occurred in various cities in the aforementioned provinces.
Due to current government's inability to suppress the rioting, Her Majesty Princess Celestia has ordered the Parliament to be closed and has disbanded the government, with the Inner Circle now serving as provisional government.
Martial law has been declared in aforementioned areas, along with the 7 PM to 7 AM curfew. Anyone involved in the civil unrest will be arrested and sentenced according to the Article 208 of the Criminal Code.
All reserve military units have been recalled to duty. Members of the SSWL are asked to remain vigilant and arm themselves, if possible, but are not currently being mobilised.
Towards a brighter future.
- End of bulletin -

Hail the Confederation.

A bulletin on the economic philosophy of the Integral Social Vanguard, for the enlightenment of the anti-Zendirist elements:

(Disclaimer: This is an IC Document Not Meant to Be Taken Seriously)

Author: Sir Andreas Bombardone HCS of Ridnez

A short time ago, several notable Imperial Senators launched into a vigorous protest upon reading certain provisions of The Confederation Stock Market Act 2021, authored chiefly by Vice-President Balthazar Sturm of The Cursed Burning Legions of Hellslayer. That the content of this bill should provoke such loudly voiced objections is somewhat surprising to me, as I have taken great pains to elucidate certain key aspects of the economic thrust of Zendirism on a variety of past occasions. It seems odd to certain individuals like the Senators Kuo and Javehin of Regna Loreau and MineLegotipony that the bill grants such unrestricted license to intervene in the operation of the stock market, apparently thinking it contrary to the proper function of markets for the state to take such an involved role in structuring it. The specific complaint that this bulletin seeks to address is the objection to the powers extended to the Department of Finance which permit it to put a cap on dividends of private businesses and compel reinvestment of surplus profits. Excusing myself for the loquacious dialogue for which I have become infamous in some circles, I seek to lay a down a basic statement of Zendirist economic principles which has informed these provisions in the law, and for which I am thusly credited as co-author.

The Zendirist attitude towards economic questions can be broken down to the following:

  1. Distrust of Economic Liberalism

    Before this point is further elaborated upon, it is critical to address that the Confederation member states represented by the two Senators with the fiercest objections are also among the most comparatively liberal of the Confederation's constituent territories with respect to their philosophy of governance. Although assertion of monarchic primacy is guaranteed by both the Loreauans and the horse-people, there is a system of parliamentary assemblies, an affirmation of freedom of the media and of opinion to some degree, and importance is placed upon the preservation of the private sphere as a pillar of society. It should then not be of any surprise that these two countries' Senators cannot conceive of any motive to restrict the profit motive, regarding such decisions as "stupid." Even if they would deny the charge, it is clear that in relative terms Regna Loreau and the MineLegoEquestrian empire are beholden to doctrines of economic liberalism.

    How then should we define economic liberalism? I once issued a bulletin where I gave a comprehensive and systematic dissection of liberal ideology, specifically its emphasis upon agency of the individual in abstraction, by derivation of supposed natural right, and in utter contradistinction to the principles of hierarchy, society, and public interest. Economic liberalism follows this line of logic, maintaining that the autonomy of the individual to claim resources as private property and to grant this property whatever function or use maximizes utility for its possessor. It follows therefore that actors in markets, bringing their resources of land, capital, and labor with them, can cooperate on a voluntary basis to increase their wealth by forming associations through employment and monetary transactions. The interference of government in this system, to the economic liberal, is seen as a bugbear which can only throw the market into disequilibrium and distort the automatic mechanisms whereby price signals, consumer demand, and competition achieve a balance that satisfies the utilitarian end of producers and consumers both. Where the involvement of the state in economies is permitted, it is still authorized and staged on a guarded, ad hoc basis, and to achieve limited objectives which even then are seen as outstanding necessities for broader free-market functionality.

    This is the rubbish that destroyed the Ridnezite economy 20 years ago and brought my glorious nation to the brink of ruin, and it is to the benefit of the entire Ridnezite national community that economic liberalism has been so vehemently spurned and refuted. As it is in the New State, so the Integral Social Vanguard of the Confederation seeks to accomplish on a pan-national basis for the benefit of all the constituent populations and for the unity of the whole spiritual organism which we insist that the Confederation comprises, if not in present actuality, then at least in unrealized potentiality. The current administration seeks to realize that potential, as such, and more perfectly integrate the Confederation around a social principle. That is the reason for the ISV's nomenclature, which has confused more than a few into misunderstanding our ideology. The autonomous operation of the market economy can only ever in fact accomplish three things.

    The first of these is to fuel a degenerate race to the bottom, whereby economic actors bid their resources under the threshold of one another to seize upon a competitive advantage. For the working classes, this results in the decline of wages and salaries in exchange for job opportunities and occupational security. For businesses, this means that the quality of the goods and services in highest demand must be undercut in order to facilitate the production of these for cheaper, while the winners of the rat race of the free market form insular, exclusive cliques who create new markets for overly ostentatious "luxury goods," which typically demand more exorbitant price levels due to the nature of the luxury goods industry's clientele. Proceeding from this first phenomenon come the second and the third. The second is the waste of the resources of the national organism to support manufacture of those product categories which consumer demand has arbitrarily chosen. Once the stupidity of the "invisible hand" is accurately comprehended, then the wisdom and justice of permitting it to be the directive instrument of resource allocation throughout the market economy becomes suspect to the mind of the observer. The third phenomenon to observe is that the intersection of the profit motive with the drive to get everything done on the cheap results in an inevitable gulf between the winners and the losers of the liberal economy, in which the worker's forcible acceptance of diminishing wages and the small businessman's inability to profitably compete grind into poverty while plutocrats are given free rein to indulge in excess and eventually to restructure markets around their trivial, wasteful whims.

  2. Acceptance of the State as the Pillar of Economic Life

    Zendirism is an ideology that, in spite of the ISV's good fortunes in the Imperial Senate, is scarcely comprehended in its full sense by the majority of the Confederation's movers and shakers. This is a tragedy, for it is exactly that reason which compels me to restate the same talking points to make myself understood. The very first plank of the Zendirist Manifesto pronounces that the state is to be seen as not a creature of assemblies and paperwork, but as an emanation of a transcendental law which binds the destinies of all citizens to a common focus of willpower. In short, the Zendirist idea of the state is a moral construct which exists to imbue communities with shared cultural experiences and ethnic attributes with a real volition all its own, which surpasses yet encompasses the sum of the individuals and any other groups of socially or economically defined particular interest. The collective will to an aggressive self-consciousness, which has the potent, animating impulse to make its claims to rights felt in the material world, is the very fact of the state, never mind about written laws and constitutions. Laws and constitutions are actualized in the ethical mind of the national organism before they are ever put to paper, and it is precisely at that moment that they fall out of validity that the ink and paper of the written law ceases to possess any meaning.

    In the dimension of economic life, and in light of the insufficiencies of economic liberalism, the state must be the crux of all subsequent activity, and all activities and actors which participate in commercial relationships must do so only if it is at the pleasure of the state and for the state's objectives. All other concerns about economic organization are secondary to the assertion of the state's rights before the rights of the actors within the markets, for if the nature of the state is to consolidate the general will of national society, then it must surely follow that it falls under the appropriate functions of government to coordinate the actions of private agencies to correspond with the arrangement that best safeguards the public welfare. The liberal philosophy, in denying the rights of the state to arbitrate ultimately the whole life of the people, allows social life to fall into degeneracy and decay and promotes the atomization of the individuals and fractious interest groups which make up society. The same follows with the liberal economy, simply contextualized within terms which are exclusively concerned with economic matters. The dissolution of the national organism and the implosion of the state then are an accomplished fact. No Zendirist government shall permit these things so long as it stands; ergo, the true Zendirist way shall always amount to commitment to statist control of the economy.

  3. Qualified Defense of the Private Mode of Industrial Organization

    The renunciation of the functional operation of the liberal economy should not be used to conflate the Zendirist model with the state-socialist economy of a state such as Daulmark or VlaRiSsiA. Unlike revolutionary socialist creeds, which insist upon a dialectical model of progression of class dynamics and posit a usurpation of the means of production by the working classes alone through liquidation of the propertied classes, Zendirism affirms that the institution of private property is an essential component of high civilization, representing the personal responsibility for the management of land and resources assumed by the owner. Zendirism also observes that the structural layers of the market economy are more useful and efficient for production and distribution of goods than the bureaucratized central planning model, wherein agencies of the state itself are tasked with the employment of all labor and the manufacture of all products, from those which the state holds a position as exclusive consumer to the most trifling of consumer goods. In this system, the slightest miscalculation can result in horrific consequences; famines caused by logistical insufficiencies in the management of supply chains or over-extraction of value from collectivized agricultural projects are common errors of this method. Zendirism believes that a nation represents a community's line of historical continuity under the developmental aegis of the state. The entrepreneurial class has been formed in every civilized country by these processes just as certainly as the laboring class has been. The problem of capitalism to Zendirism is not the separation of capital and labor, per se, but the frightful vacillations between the two interest groups caused by the tug of war between them for the particular gain of each to the expense of the other. Where liberal capitalism ends in plutocracy and renders the workers unto destitution, then socialist ideology takes seed and prompts a destructive reaction in the form of the communist revolution. Both excesses end in much the same miserable circumstances, and as the New State has found, dissentious and unreliable nationalities flock to these like moths to a flame. Deterministic forces compel the likes of Ziconeans and Heisenians to dismantle civilization with the chaos of the war orchestrated between capital and labor, and it is in the service of protecting civilization that the New State has learned how to deal with these antisocials.

    To the Zendirist system, private property is conceived not principally as a right, but as a responsibility, this being a responsibility to utilize all productive assets in processes which serve the public interest grounded in state policy. Entrepreneurs are the best-suited appointees of the state to manage industrial capital because history has instructed them to handle their wealth with shrewdness and care. This business acumen is an indispensable strength for the national community -- once relegated to its proper place and orientation in the hierarchy of economic priorities. Economic liberalism praised self-interest and so tipped the balance in the favor of capital, destroying the small entrepreneur and subjecting the world to the avaricious dictates of the large plutocrat, who at that level can no longer be called an entrepreneur or industrialist to the extent that either term indicates a personal attribute of industriousness. It is precisely in the name of curbing the class-struggle and prioritizing the rights of the state, the welfare of the public, and the stability of the national community that Senator Sturm's motion to enact a public stock exchange contains the provisions empowering the Department of Finance to cap the dividends and direct the investments of private enterprise. The state alone, as final arbiter of the life of the whole people, must determine to what extent private profit to shareholders is warranted by the degree of the contribution and to which extent the profits of the enterprise ought to be reinvested to further goals of increased industrial productivity and capacity.

  4. Tripartite Corporatism

    Aside from qualifying the rights of property owners upon the service of state policy and national objectives, Zendirism sees that the most rational administration of the economy should bring together the three general categories with which economic decisions are concerned. In the first place is the interest of labor, which by exercising its creative power upon nature transforms the bounty of the material world into products of industry; in the second is the interest of capital, without which the solvency and autonomous managerial capability of any industry is bound to fail. And finally, in the third and last place is the government, which has an effect upon structuring the economy by guaranteeing the conditions under which resources and property may or may not be organized, and under what circumstances capital may be invested or transacted within the realms of commerce and high finance, in addition to having economic concerns uniquely all its own as an incorporated entity entrusted with the public coffers. In the liberal economy, struggles between particular economic interests, chiefly labor and capital, though also government, manifest themselves in such ways that disrupt the organic interconnectedness of the national economy to service these particular interests. For instance, workers form trade unions to collectively represent their interests before the doom of declining wages, cheaper foreign labor, and outsourcing, and they assert their grievances against their employers by going on strike, resultantly having the potential to cripple entire sectors of industry and hold the nation ransom to their demands. Alternately, the capitalist enterprise has a number of recourses open to it for retaliation. Companies can force lockouts to dissolve the power of organized labor, or more often, they use focus groups to lobby corrupt democratic assemblies to implement policies and regulations that one-sidedly favor them, crushing small and medium-sized business and declawing the power of the union by inviting a sort of government "mediation" that dissolves the autonomous capacity for action of the union and subjects it to electoral concerns which are far from its original purpose. The madness of disunion among the three principal economic agencies yields naught but chaos, in which the unity of the people behind the nation and the state is finally dissolved. So once more we see the evils inherent in the "rugged individualism" characteristic of the laissez-faire liberal approach.

    To the true Zendirist, the proviso of emancipation is not realized in unrestricted action, but in submission to hierarchy and the power of the state, so that a higher capacity for free action, as a vital member of a totally unified, progressively oriented society, may come about. This implies that the goals and grievances of capital and labor must be respectively organized on the plane of state-facilitated collaboration. The necessary step to achieving this is that each sector of the national economy and each field of professional activity must be recognized before the state as a unitary entity with the exclusive and special privilege to discharge that category of professional activity within that sector. Or in other words, the state must absorb and integrate all particular interests of capital and labor into its apparatus in order to reconcile them with one another and also with the greater public interest. This does not imply state ownership or management of all industry, to reiterate, but what it does imply is that the state must incorporate private enterprises and unions into statutory associations whose responsibility shall then be to control the affairs of the specific industries with which they are respectively concerned. These associations shall then be incorporated in turn into the state mechanism to bring the separate elements of the national economy, both the sectors and the professional categories, together. Through discussion and planning, the associations shall arrive at a singular aim of action, and the task of government regulation from then on should be to systematically coordinate the activities of the associations to agree with that aim, thereby guarding the alliance between capital and labor under the banner of national solidarity represented therein.

  5. Contempt for Speculation, Rent, and Lending

    The final attitude about economic questions that is key to comprehend if one wishes to understand Zendirism is the total disdain for those uses of capital unassociated with discrete, palpable productive activity. While the Zendirist mentality recognizes the contribution of private property and private capital insofar as their ends are subjected to the prosperity of the political community, no toleration is extended towards manipulations of property and capital which are regarded as parasitic, in that their chief utility to the owners are to create debt or to collect rent. Zendirism has responded to the problems inherent in these forms of economic activity by asserting the involvement of the state more vigorously than even its corporative industrial policy. The notion of lending capital to a less fortunate comrade of the national community in order to exploit him in the future for an increased return on that capital is to renounce any claim of camaraderie under the national community whatsoever. Much the same applies for exploiting the necessity of individuals and groups to utilize the land itself by charging for continuous use of that land. In addition, Zendirism holds contempt towards speculative activities for much the same reason, in that financial gains made through speculation on stocks and currencies is a fundamentally unproductive pursuit that takes advantage of forces which dictate the fortunes of others, while making no meaningful beneficial impact upon those fortunes in an immediate sense. Once more, it is important to note that Heisenians in Ridnez were infamous as the masters of financial exploitation, a vicious, miserable tribe constituting the bulk of the rentier class and the banker elite, who held all of industry and even domestic life ransom to their selfish vice. It was their fault that the nation of Ridnez was brought to heel, and its noble race reduced to the debauched state of living. It is better that we Zendirists have learned how to deal with the vermin of that ilk. The Powers monarchy of New England INC is inhabited by a similar people, whom I similarly detest.

Read dispatch

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05/09/2389 ALB

[04:39] [Site-RA-48]: “We have lost track of Kaisar, I repeat, we have lost track of Kaisar.”

[04:43] [Site-RA-23]: “NO PINGS ON VOID END STOP. LAST SEEN IN COORDS 01382.4823 -28392.0382 -08382.382 STOP. 6 HOURS AGO. STOP. ”

[04:47] [Site-RA-04]: “We are unable to locate Kaisar. Can confirm RA-23 Coords, uncertain what happened.”

[04:50] [Site-RA-01]: “Initiate lockdown. Comb all sectors, there should be a trace left behind.”

[05:32] [Site-RA-08]: “Kaisar reemerged at coords -18324.2983 -29103.2932 -94832.9320 Sending Pings”

[05:39] [Site-RA-73]: “Extremely low levels of Hume located near coords provided by RA-08. Do not approach, potential BROKEN-LAND event.”

[05:43] [Site-RA-08]: “@RA-50, Send a Ping, you are closer”

[05:42] [Site-RA-50]: “Launching Pings, will report in.”

[06:12] [Site-RA-08]: “@RA-50, where are the reports”

[06:32] [Site-RA-08]: “@RA-50, Report In. ”

[06:43] [Site-RA-01]: “Dispatching ITF to @RA-50. All Sites focus on pinging for Hume anomalies and Kaisar’s location.”

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“No contact. Move up.”

The soldiers nodded to one another, most were humans with the rest being unicorns. This was a deliberate choice for a Task Force designed to deal with reality bending. Humans had naturally high Hume levels, meaning that reality was more stable around them. Unicorns had lower Hume levels, enough to alter reality in the way required to perform their own reality bending if they were proficient enough in magic. The min/maxing of such a task force meant that when facing off with a reality bender, one could have a force of reality benders and reality anchors fighting a single threat, which most of the time, would be unable to counter two types of attack. Focus on the reality anchors, and the unicorns would wipe you out of existence with their low Hume enhanced magic. Focus on the unicorns, and the humans would get close enough to neutralise you with plain old bullets that were stabilized by their hume levels.

The team moved up around the forested area. Site-RA-50 was based on the side of the mountain, purely for isolation reasons. This was for fear of breaches by void creatures. It minimized the possibility of collateral, and made cover ups easy. However, it made any trip up the Site be tension-inducing. Especially if the Site suddenly went silent.

“Nothing so far, keep moving, we should be close,” Muttered the leader. The radio line was unusually silent for the operation. The team of twelve got closer, rifles at the ready. The pointman of the group had a rifle aimed down the path as they moved. The air was unusually silent. Nothing could be heard, no birds, no insects. The team kept moving, closer and closer. And then, they were there. The pointman was the first one to notice something wrong. Well specifically the lack of something.

“Visual hallucination up ahead, no colours. Literally, no colours.”

The pointman was correct, there were no colours. It was hard to describe the situation, one would ascribe it like a black and white film, as that was the usual precognition one would have of a ‘colourless’ area. However, one forgets that black and white are both colours. So what is a colourless object? Well, for the pointman, he would describe it in one word. Lightless.

“Get your thermals up, we ain’t seeing sh*t without colours.” The low hum and fumbling of gear could be heard as the team turned on their thermal vision, moving in closer to the base. Despite the rising sun’s interference with their devices, they could at the very least see better. And what a disaster they saw. Site-RA-50 was less of an actual site, and more of a bunker with monitoring devices within it. However, the problem with what the team saw was… the lack of the aforementioned bunker. Well, there were pieces strewn around along with pieces of the personnel formerly staffing the base, but it was still gone. Their thermal cams could easily tell the bodies have long since cooled off.

“Looks like a damn explosion… Hume reading, Omega-3?” The Lead said, turning to one of the unicorns.

“Fifty humes, give or take three. It’s lower than average, but it’s rising every moment,” The Unicorn remarked, before pushing her goggles off and turning to the edge between where colourlessness and colour intersected. “Local’s Hume is around a hundred, so another three hours and we’d be able to see colours in this area again. Our presence will only accelerate the stabilisation of reality. So take note where the low levels are, we aren’t getting another chance.”

The Lead nodded. “You heard the Uni, keep an eye on your Hume Levels and report in if you find anything below fifty.” The Team continued their comb, not that there was much to comb about. A few broken walls, and equipment strewn apart, twisted into themselves like a blackhole had appeared within it before disappearing. There wasn't anything interesting apart from the one location where the Hume Levels were lowest. Where the Void-Locator Device once stood. The Device was gone, and judging by the presence of xeno-fungi around the blackened floor, it probably got sucked into the void.

“Command… Someone, or something powerful… got the Kaisar. I’d say it’s a Code Red.”

Medical mumbled several profanities as he stared at his printer. It was an aging model, but it was the one he personally kept around since he didn’t really understand how to operate the newer models. But every now and then, the printer would jam and Medical would need to hit it several times before it started working again. He already kicked the thing three times and it still wasn’t working. The early day sky bled into the room. Casting long shadows as Medical kicked the printer again. A whirring soon followed as the printer started again. Medical nodded in agreement, as if the printer was a debate partner that he finally managed to convince. Medical’s eyes trailed to the printer tray, as it finally printed out the final piece of the document he needed. Before it started printing out more things.

“What the…” There were antimemetics and memetics implemented into the paper. Even the Kaisar’s coat of arms were on the documents. Medical knew what type of documents those were. Very Important Documents. (VIDs). Medical picked up one of them, his eyes read it with suspicion. The handwriting was messy, and in shorthand no less.

Dear Medical Atlas v. Kartogrefi,

The mechanisms are in place. With the power invested in me, I appoint you as Acting-Kaisar. Now, that’s a step up from… Imperial Regent. That’s because there’s been a change of plans. Going to be absent for twenty or so years now. I’d say good luck but that won’t be enough since I am basically doing the political version of going for milk. Don’t worry, there are documents ready to initiate the transfer of power… somewhere in the bureaucracy. News will break, but there won’t be that many waves… hopefully. ITF Alpha-1 has orders to report that I missaid how long I actually said I’d be on vacation. I’d say a vacation is long overdue for me personally. And I do have to apologise for dumping such weight onto you. But I have the utmost confidence that you can do it!. If it is too hard, I recommend you to start delegating powers to Stylus, or to Article? Or Lizzie if you want. Delegation is an important part of ruling this Empire. I’ll pay you back tenfold once your tenure is over.

Yeah, good luck!
Kaisar Jason I

Medical blinked twice, making sure he wasn’t hallucinating the message. Reading it over once more. Medical muttered another profanity. “As if I wasn’t already overworked…” Medical’s mind added, telling him that he would have done the same if he was working for over a millenia.

There was a knock on the door, and Medical pivoted on his hooves as he turned towards the door, eyes looked back at the message before back at the door. The door swung open before Medical could answer anything. In pointed several rifle barrels as several troops entered the room, at least one of them trained on him. Medical wasn’t scared, he knew full well who they were. As the sixteen man group finished entering, the Lead of the group spoke up. “Does the Tea boil below water?”

“That’s not how Colligative Properties work you dimwit,” Medical replied, placing the letter back on top of the printer. The Lead nodded, “We’re under your Command, Sir.”

Medical sighed one last time, looking at ITF Alpha-1 ‘Bureaucratic Right Hand’. On the eve of an international situation, he was handed more power. This was simply asking for trouble. But Medical pressed down those worries to where he stored his ethics. Forgotten and tucked away. Being the leader of the Empire, either as Regent or now, Kaisar, meant that ideals were shot and hidden away as he had to act pragmatically if he was to keep the Empire working. The Kaisar once monologued to him, several years ago about how he wished he wasn’t Kaisar. ‘It’d be a boon for my conscience’ He remarked those years ago. Medical only had an inkling of how it was at the top. And here, he knew well how it worked. His ethics slowly whittled away, with all that's left was some remnants of ideological doctrine, and pragmatism. It was hollow. But that was what the Empire needed. Pragmatic actions and the suppression of morality for a single goal, the creation of a stable state where all could prosper by their own means. Such an ideal goal required such extreme measures, and Medical could feel himself edging to collapse from his own hollowness. The only things holding him up, were those that he learned as a Minister.

Duty, Family, and God.

Medical silently prayed that God would forgive him. He probably wouldn’t, but on the off chance God did, Medical would ask if He did it because he knew what he went through, or because it was the right thing to do. Because Medical knew full well he wouldn’t have done it himself. Right doesn’t really have a meaning to a stallion that actively helps and creates orphans in order to stabilise the Empire. Morality has no meaning to a Minister who hurts the old to protect the young. Ethics, has no use for a monster like him.

Medical gave an order to the ITF as he returned to his duties. Silently hoping for release.


Hail the Confederation!

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Hail the Confederation!

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Confederation state broadcasting

Good morning. CSB Radio; I'm Bailey Lemiers. Today is an auspicious day: the Shadow Cult and the Confederation as a whole will witness the union of Sir Adalberto Fabian HCF, High-Direktor of the Confederation, and Lucia d'Mow, former Senator to the Shadow Cult. We're here live at the Imperial Palace - it's a beautiful day: the sun is out, there's not a cloud in the sky. Hundreds of thousands have lined sides of Emperor Avenue. It certainly appears that the Temple of Umbra has blessed the Shadow Cult with fair weather and good cheer. There is considerable anticipation from Imperial Citizens; weddings are generally banned within the Shadow Cult, and have been since the days of the Imperial Empire.

But not today. The High-Direktor and Ms d'Mow obtained His Supreme Majesty's permission, with the only condition being that their marriage be consecrated under the auspices of the Temple of Umbra. Listeners will know this as newfound religion that surfaced earlier this year out of The Restored First Republic of Ridnez, which proclaims His Supreme Majesty as its Messiah. We don't know how the Temple of Umbra will appear across the Confederation, but for today's purposes it is a series of formalities and spectacles. The first event of this marriage is the Procession of Delegates, which is just about to take place. We know that the Shadow Cult was keen to host officials from Confederation member states in celebration of the High-Direktor and Ms d'Mow. I can see the first of the carriages driving down Emperor Avenue now. Each delegate will be received on the steps of the Imperial Palace and presented to the crowd. And on those steps, I can see names that will be most familiar to this Confederation: Manoel Frans HCIL, Warden of Vocryae; Ludovic Dirk, formerly known as The Shadow Messenger and now publicly Private Envoy to His Supreme Majesty; representing the Jocospite Defense Force is Admiral Garrak B. Ossler, supported by the 59th Imperial Marines; high-ranking Central Imperial Direktorate advisors, like Professor David Grettle; Dame Abbegayl Procter HCS, CEO of Confederation state broadcasting; and there's Elias Bantly, CEO of the Imperial confederation archives; there's also Fenya Zombarr, Direktor of Rondhelm; Ralistan Creda, Direktor of Hess; Gobeli Noxin, Direktor of Blue Harbour; the administrative contingent is evident.

The first carriage is drawing to a halt. A herald stands ready to announce its passengers. And...excuse me, yes, this just in: CSB Radio understands that His Supreme Majesty has granted special permission for each Confederation member state's delegation to receive the Imperial Fanfare. This is a most high honour!

[The Fanfare Imperial plays: https://youtu.be/rOq6X11YyGA]

"Sen. Sir Andrew Hazelwood II HCS, Emeritus President of the Imperial Senate, Senator to Golden impirial utopia!"

Sir Andrew looking well after his recent encounter with Walter Memmon Memorial Hospital.

[The Fanfare Imperial plays: https://youtu.be/rOq6X11YyGA]

"Sir Medical Atlas I von Kartogrefi HCS, Governor-General of Vangmar, Acting-Kaiser of The Multiversal Federal Empire of MineLegotia and Equestria!"

Talking ponies remain a source of...concern for most Imperial Citizens, but the achievements of Govenor-General Kartogrefi are a source of inspiration for all.

[The Fanfare Imperial plays: https://youtu.be/rOq6X11YyGA]

"Artur Becker, Foreign Envoy of The Großkaizerreich of The Xaviet Empire!"

The Xaviets are known for their dark suits and gung-ho attitudes. Mr Becker wears dark glasses and carries a copy of 'The Great Galloping Pony'.

[The Fanfare Imperial plays: https://youtu.be/rOq6X11YyGA]

"Sen. Edan Guthrie, Senator to The United Kingdom of Tertania!"

Senator Guthrie is a distant force in the Imperial Senate, but the proud nation of Tertania will be familiar to those with even long memories.

[The Fanfare Imperial plays: https://youtu.be/rOq6X11YyGA]

"Sen. Öztürk Davutoglu, Senator to The italian islamic state!"

The senatorial class is well represented. Senator Davutoglu is known to be a devout supporter of President Bombardone's.

[The Fanfare Imperial plays: https://youtu.be/rOq6X11YyGA]

"Admiral Jane Stuart-Jones COSH of The Southern Republic of The Dixie Confederate Union, and Sen. Zara Goering, Senator to the Union!"

The beloved Jane Stuart-Jones, accompanied by the ever-emphatic Zara Goering, another recent addition to the Integral Socialist Vanguard.

[The Fanfare Imperial plays: https://youtu.be/rOq6X11YyGA]

"His Excellency Viktor Arcen, Imperator of The Imperatum of The Very Dark Place and Its Imperial Possessions, Chief of State!"

The mysterious leader of T.V.D.P. will be known to some as the brother of Sen. Lucius Arcen HCIL.

[The Fanfare Imperial plays: https://youtu.be/rOq6X11YyGA]

"Branik Wolinski, representing Dmitri Makarovich Novikov, General Secretary of The Federal Republic of Daulmark!"

One of the few outspoken socialists within the Confederation, Novikov sends his wishes to both the High-Direktor and Ms d'Mow.

[The Fanfare Imperial plays: https://youtu.be/rOq6X11YyGA]

"His Excellency Sir Andreas Bombardone HCS, 6th President of the Imperial Senate, Hierarch of the Integral Social Vanguard, Chief of State of The Restored First Republic of Ridnez, Prefect of the Temple of Umbra, and Gregorio De Marco, Director of Diplomacy, and Vincenzo Borrelli."

The man that many consider to be at the centre of all this. Despite the difficulties engulfing both their nations, the appearance of both Sir Andreas and Sir Andrew is comforting to the Imperial soul.

[The Fanfare Imperial plays: https://youtu.be/rOq6X11YyGA]

"Her Imperial Highness Crown Princess Kristina Mountbatten of The Imperial Federation of Regna Loreau, and Livgardet Lieutenant-Colonel Tiina-Meri Valkama!"

The stunning Crown Princess Kristina smiles as she waves elegantly to her awestruck onlookers; she is as indeed beautiful as the Loreaun news reports.

[The Fanfare Imperial plays: https://youtu.be/rOq6X11YyGA]

"Sen. Richard Milos, Supreme Marshal of the Union, Senator to Glorious gachimuchi republics, and Anthony Capriati, Steve Rambo, Brad McGuire, and ChiChi La Rue, Members of the Soviet Locker Room!"

Hunks, if ever there were.

[The Fanfare Imperial plays: https://youtu.be/rOq6X11YyGA]

"Marshal Jerome Augustus Hale, Minister of Armed Forces of Neu-equestria!"

Neu-Equestria is a recent addition to the Confederation, but has already begun forging a name for itself.

[The Fanfare Imperial plays: https://youtu.be/rOq6X11YyGA]

"Camille Toussaint, Ministre des Affaires Ètrangères of Toujours noire!"

Ms Toussaint is a slim figure; today she wears a stylish long-drawn cloak.

[The Fanfare Imperial plays: https://youtu.be/rOq6X11YyGA]

"Sen. Yash Hathi, Senator to Deman kalan, and Colonel William Markson, Deputy Minister of Foreign Affairs!"

Once a figure of some controversy, Senator Hathi's attendance here today could spell his return to Confederation politics. And here comes the final carriage.

[The Fanfare Imperial plays: https://youtu.be/rOq6X11YyGA]

"Pinn O. Cchio, Supreme Chairman of the Ministry of Foreign Integrity of The Shrekacratic Ogres Republic of VlaRiSsiA!"

A strange creature who would seem to normalise the talking pony, representing another powerful socialist force within the Confederation.

The last of the delegates are processing inside the Imperial Palace, where they will seat for a state lunch. Here comes a salute from the 59th Imperial Marines. The crack of gunfire lingers in the air. Much cheering on this auspicious day...as we celebrate the wedding of Sir Adalberto Fabian HCF, High-Direktor of the Confederation, and Ms Lucia d'Mow, former Senator to the Shadow Cult.

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Hail The Confederation!

Confederation state broadcasting wrote:Good morning. CSB Radio; I'm Bailey Lemiers. Today is an auspicious day: the Shadow Cult and the Confederation as a whole will witness the union of Sir Adalberto Fabian HCF, High-Direktor of the Confederation, and Lucia d'Mow, former Senator to the Shadow Cult. We're here live at the Imperial Palace - it's a beautiful day: the sun is out, there's not a cloud in the sky. Hundreds of thousands have lined sides of Emperor Avenue. It certainly appears that the Temple of Umbra has blessed the Shadow Cult with fair weather and good cheer. There is considerable anticipation from Imperial Citizens; weddings are generally banned within the Shadow Cult, and have been since the days of the Imperial Empire.

But not today. The High-Direktor and Ms d'Mow obtained His Supreme Majesty's permission, with the only condition being that their marriage be consecrated under the auspices of the Temple of Umbra. Listeners will know this as newfound religion that surfaced earlier this year out of The Restored First Republic of Ridnez, which proclaims His Supreme Majesty as its Messiah. We don't know how the Temple of Umbra will appear across the Confederation, but for today's purposes it is a series of formalities and spectacles. The first event of this marriage is the Procession of Delegates, which is just about to take place. We know that the Shadow Cult was keen to host officials from Confederation member states in celebration of the High-Direktor and Ms d'Mow. I can see the first of the carriages driving down Emperor Avenue now. Each delegate will be received on the steps of the Imperial Palace and presented to the crowd. And on those steps, I can see names that will be most familiar to this Confederation: Manoel Frans HCIL, Warden of Vocryae; Ludovic Dirk, formerly known as The Shadow Messenger and now publicly Private Envoy to His Supreme Majesty; representing the Jocospite Defense Force is Admiral Garrak B. Ossler, supported by the 59th Imperial Marines; high-ranking Central Imperial Direktorate advisors, like Professor David Grettle; Dame Abbegayl Procter HCS, CEO of Confederation state broadcasting; and there's Elias Bantly, CEO of the Imperial confederation archives; there's also Fenya Zombarr, Direktor of Rondhelm; Ralistan Creda, Direktor of Hess; Gobeli Noxin, Direktor of Blue Harbour; the administrative contingent is evident.

The first carriage is drawing to a halt. A herald stands ready to announce its passengers. And...excuse me, yes, this just in: CSB Radio understands that His Supreme Majesty has granted special permission for each Confederation member state's delegation to receive the Imperial Fanfare. This is a most high honour!

[The Fanfare Imperial plays: https://youtu.be/rOq6X11YyGA]

"Sen. Sir Andrew Hazelwood II HCS, Emeritus President of the Imperial Senate, Senator to Golden impirial utopia!"

Sir Andrew looking well after his recent encounter with Walter Memmon Memorial Hospital.

[The Fanfare Imperial plays: https://youtu.be/rOq6X11YyGA]

"Sir Medical Atlas I von Kartogrefi HCS, Governor-General of Vangmar, Acting-Kaiser of The Multiversal Federal Empire of MineLegotia and Equestria!"

Talking ponies remain a source of...concern for most Imperial Citizens, but the achievements of Govenor-General Kartogrefi are a source of inspiration for all.

[The Fanfare Imperial plays: https://youtu.be/rOq6X11YyGA]

"Artur Becker, Foreign Envoy of The Großkaizerreich of The Xaviet Empire!"

The Xaviets are known for their dark suits and gung-ho attitudes. Mr Becker wears dark glasses and carries a copy of 'The Great Galloping Pony'.

[The Fanfare Imperial plays: https://youtu.be/rOq6X11YyGA]

"Sen. Edan Guthrie, Senator to The United Kingdom of Tertania!"

Senator Guthrie is a distant force in the Imperial Senate, but the proud nation of Tertania will be familiar to those with even long memories.

[The Fanfare Imperial plays: https://youtu.be/rOq6X11YyGA]

"Sen. Öztürk Davutoglu, Senator to The italian islamic state!"

The senatorial class is well represented. Senator Davutoglu is known to be a devout supporter of President Bombardone's.

[The Fanfare Imperial plays: https://youtu.be/rOq6X11YyGA]

"Admiral Dame Jane Stuart-Jones COSH of The Southern Republic of The Dixie Confederate Union, and Sen. Zara Goering, Senator to the Union!"

The beloved Dame Jane Stuart-Jones, accompanied by the ever-emphatic Zara Goering, another recent addition to the Integral Socialist Vanguard.

[The Fanfare Imperial plays: https://youtu.be/rOq6X11YyGA]

"His Excellency Viktor Arcen, Imperator of The Imperatum of The Very Dark Place and Its Imperial Possessions, Chief of State!"

The mysterious leader of T.V.D.P. will be known to some as the brother of Sen. Lucius Arcen HCIL.

[The Fanfare Imperial plays: https://youtu.be/rOq6X11YyGA]

"Branik Wolinski, representing Dmitri Makarovich Novikov, General Secretary of The Federal Republic of Daulmark!"

One of the few outspoken socialists within the Confederation, Novikov sends his wishes to both the High-Direktor and Ms d'Mow.

[The Fanfare Imperial plays: https://youtu.be/rOq6X11YyGA]

"His Excellency Sir Andreas Bombardone HCS, 6th President of the Imperial Senate, Hierarch of the Integral Social Vanguard, Chief of State of The Restored First Republic of Ridnez, Prefect of the Temple of Umbra, and Gregorio De Marco, Director of Diplomacy, and Vincenzo Borrelli."

The man that many consider to be at the centre of all this. Despite the difficulties engulfing both their nations, the appearance of both Sir Andreas and Sir Andrew is comforting to the Imperial soul.

[The Fanfare Imperial plays: https://youtu.be/rOq6X11YyGA]

"Her Imperial Highness Crown Princess Kristina Mountbatten of The Imperial Federation of Regna Loreau, and Livgardet Lieutenant-Colonel Tiina-Meri Valkama!"

The stunning Crown Princess Kristina smiles as she waves elegantly to her awestruck onlookers; she is as indeed beautiful as the Loreaun news reports.

[The Fanfare Imperial plays: https://youtu.be/rOq6X11YyGA]

"Sen. Richard Milos, Supreme Marshal of the Union, Senator to Glorious gachimuchi republics, and Anthony Capriati, Steve Rambo, Brad McGuire, and ChiChi La Rue, Members of the Soviet Locker Room!"

Hunks, if ever there were.

[The Fanfare Imperial plays: https://youtu.be/rOq6X11YyGA]

"Marshal Jerome Augustus Hale, Minister of Armed Forces of Neu-equestria!"

Neu-Equestria is a recent addition to the Confederation, but has already begun forging a name for itself.

[The Fanfare Imperial plays: https://youtu.be/rOq6X11YyGA]

"Camille Toussaint, Ministre des Affaires Ètrangères of Toujours noire!"

Ms Toussaint is a slim figure; today she wears a stylish long-drawn cloak.

[The Fanfare Imperial plays: https://youtu.be/rOq6X11YyGA]

"Sen. Yash Hathi, Senator to Deman kalan, and Colonel William Markson, Deputy Minister of Foreign Affairs!"

Once a figure of some controversy, Senator Hathi's attendance here today could spell his return to Confederation politics. And here comes the final carriage.

[The Fanfare Imperial plays: https://youtu.be/rOq6X11YyGA]

"Pinn O. Cchio, Supreme Chairman of the Ministry of Foreign Integrity of The Shrekacratic Ogres Republic of VlaRiSsiA!"

A strange creature who would seem to normalise the talking pony, representing another powerful socialist force within the Confederation.

The last of the delegates are processing inside the Imperial Palace, where they will seat for a state lunch. Here comes a salute from the 59th Imperial Marines. The crack of gunfire lingers in the air. Much cheering on this auspicious day...as we celebrate the wedding of Sir Adalberto Fabian HCF, High-Direktor of the Confederation, and Ms Lucia d'Mow, former Senator to the Shadow Cult.

Panthera Order, Glorious gachimuchi republics, Toujours noire, and Pamero

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Confederation state broadcasting

We continue our coverage of this Imperial wedding. I’m Bailey Lemiers; the time is a half past one. The state lunch held for delegates attending the union of High Direktor Sir Adalberto Fabian HCF and Lucia d’Mow, former Senator to the Shadow Cult, has concluded. Held in the Great Room of Augustín, guests were treated to a five course meal of the finest Jocospite cuisines. Hearty spirits preoccupied all, and there was much laughing. A diplomatic incident nearly broke out when Foreign Envoy Artur Becker of The Xaviet Empire accidently spilled his glass of Monet & Chardin over Ministre Camille Toussaint of Toujours noire; but, understanding the Xaviet predisposition for hard liquor, Mme Troussaint forgave Mr Becker and was whisked away by attendants to change into new clothes.

On behalf of the Shadow Cult, Manoel Frans HCIL, Warden of Vocryae, delivered a rousing speech which culminated in refined applause. Warden Frans thanked those in attendance for coming to what is the first state event since the Third Jocospite Civil War. Warden Frans noted with some disappointment that only 6% of the Confederation’s member states had decided to send delegates to the Imperial Palace, but expressed his gratitude for those who had come.

He presented each guest with the Star of Umbra, a new state honour which recognises specific commitments to cultural and religious events in the Confederation.
Upon the conclusion of lunch, delegates were ushered off to their state rooms to prepare for the evening’s ceremony.

As is customary according to the practises of the Temple of Umbra, there has been no sign of the bride or groom. It is thought that Sir Adalberto is preparing at his estates in Belkrat, while Ms d’Mow is known to be staying in the north wing of the Imperial Palace. If Sir Adalberto is in Belkrat, his departure should be imminent.

Thank you for sticking with CSB Radio as we cover the union of the Confederation’s High-Direktor, Sir Adalberto Fabian HCF, and the Shadow Cult’s former Senator, Ms Lucia d’Mow.

MineLegotia and Equestria, Tertania, New England INC, VlaRiSsiA, and 8 othersGolden impirial utopia, Panthera Order, The Very Dark Place, Ridnez, Nova Occidens, Glorious gachimuchi republics, Toujours noire, and Pamero

Glorious gachimuchi republics

Confederation state broadcasting wrote:[The Fanfare Imperial plays: https://youtu.be/rOq6X11YyGA]

"Sen. Richard Milos, Supreme Marshal of the Union, Senator to Glorious gachimuchi republics, and Anthony Capriati, Steve Rambo, Brad McGuire, and ChiChi La Rue, Members of the Soviet Locker Room!"

Hunks, if ever there were.


Vi sitter i Ventrilo och spelar DotA (Ricardo Milos theme)
Link:
[https://youtu.be/G3jIu65Fgq4]

Sporting his iconic red bandana from his Jockbutt dance video, Ricardo Milos made his spectacular entrance, dancing his way through the red carpet to a song by Basshunter which he was made famous for during the late 2010s. Of course, this was him; he was well-known around the world, not merely as a meme but as the 'Marshal of Flexing' to compliment his memetic image and reputation in the early years of the Gachimuchi scene. His 2018 resurgence sent shockwaves across the meme community, igniting a flame war on 2ch.hk's Russian image board /b/ as well as 4chan's /gif/ with TikTokers whose videos are being remixed with his alluring dance. On the carpet, Milos charmed his supporters, all of whom are manly men whose battle cries echo throughout Vocryae and the whole Confederation, with his iconic flick, and with it, the eternal glory of the Supreme Paramount Ruler Aniki made manifest in all the realms and omniverses of each and every dimensional tier, blazing with His manly light that has got his followers mad now. Milos was not much known in the Confederation, even as a memetic icon in everything he possesses, from his personality to his appearance; he was mostly known to the Confederation as a member of its Imperial Senate and at that, a hero to his own Fatherland, the Glorious Union.

Milos is a member of the Præsidium of the Union, the governing body of the Fatherland drawn exclusively from distinguished and honored members of the ♂gay party♂ who have sworn personal loyalty to Aniki himself, instead of to the state or to the constitution thereof. Out of the 420 million of the ♂gay party♂'s immortal vanguard, he alone among his ♂fellow brothers♂ stood the best though the ancient creators of MAD things in Nico Nico Douga said otherwise. It is indeed, true that he led his armies from far and wide to the defense of Istanbul from the forces of the Global Counteroffensive in 2093 and against all odds, ♂endured the lash of the spanking♂ in Brussels where he saw the Standard of Victory raised upon the ruins of the European Parliament Building.

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      ♂ 戒 Saikin darashi nee na!



      ♂ 賛 Yugami nee na!



      ♂ 許 Shikata nai nee!



      HAIL THE CONFEDERATION!

Cape canavral, New England INC, VlaRiSsiA, Panthera Order, and 3 othersRussian states of eurasia, Complete and utter freedom, and Pamero

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