1900: Napoleon's Victory (IC/Open/AH)

by **Marsisian** » Mon May 05, 2014 6:24 pm

OOC

Europe, 1900. The smokestacks and ringing anvils, the swish of the scythe through the amber waves of grain, peace is upon us once more. The Continent has accepted the premiership of France after their crushing victory in the Napoleonic Wars, and the French system of economics is firmly in place. The Treaty of Paris in 1815 established a European economic bloc, under Napoleon's Continental System. Most realms, including Great Britain, Prussia, and Russia, submit to French decree in the new world order.

But the varnish that covers this glittering, united Europe is cracking. The French stranglehold is holding Europe back as the United States becomes the largest industrial power in the world. Age old empires are tired of being bound by a contract to a warlords' dynasty. Now is the time to lead yours through the revolutionary times ahead.

Frankfurt, Kingdom of the Rhine

WIP

by **Doitsu-san** » Mon May 05, 2014 7:40 pm

Imperial Palace, Tokyo
January 1st, 1900

The luxurious red doors to the wooden balcony were opened by the guards, hitting the grizzled Emperor Meiji with the cool night air. As the Emperor walked slowly down the hall, shining medals gently clinking on his military attire, he could begin to hear the heavy strings and drums of the Imperial Anthem, Kimi Ga Yo. When he finally reached the edge of the balcony, he could see the masses of citizenry waiting eagerly below, filled with anticipation but silent as the vocalists on the ground with them began to sing the patriotic words of the song.

"May Japan's reign
Last for ten thousand years
Until the pebbles
Grow into boulders
Lush with moss"

After the anthem was completed, with a great release of energy, the citizens of Japan shouted in unison "Long Live the Emperor!", cheering as bright fireworks lit up the sky behind the Palace. Meiji smiled, and raised his hand to signal he was going to speak, the crowd quieted down in response.

"Citizens of Japan, just fifty years ago, we were a feudal society, we had no technology, we were considered less than the modern nations of the world. In my reign, we have assumed our rightful place as a Power of the world, we have utilized our patriotism and strength to take what is rightfully ours from the corrupt and decaying Qing! I intend to take our noble goal of a better Asia further this year, the Japanese nation not only faces a new century, but it faces a new era! An era of hardship and triumph, an era of sacrifice and victory, an era where every Japanese patriot will work their hardest for the glory of the nation. This I can assure you of, and may all of Japan be blessed and favored this year, and in all the years to come! May our reign last for ten thousand years, until the pebbles grow into boulders lush with moss!"

The crowd cheered at the Emperor's inspiring speech, and as he waved goodbye to the still cheering patriots, the greatest mass of fireworks to be seen in Japan lit up the sky. Meiji grinned as he walked through the doors and they closed behind him, he had a very important letter to write.

To the Esteemed Leaders of the United States, France, Peru, and Sweden
Our close history of commerce and natural enemies has drawn us all together throughout the years. As current times and tensions get worse, it seems wise that we assemble and seek closer relations. Therefore, I humbly invite you to Tokyo for the Pan-Continental Relations Conference, the city has the loveliest scenery and the finest hotels to offer and will not disappoint.

Please Consider,
Emperor Meiji of the Greater Empire of Japan

by **Darwinish Brentsylvania** » Mon May 05, 2014 8:02 pm

To Emperor Meiji of Japan
From King Christian III of Sweden

I'm delighted to hear about this new meeting. What will be the topic of conversation in this meeting? I've been hearing about a possible Polish-Prussian War over territory in Gdansk and East Prussia. What will happen over this? And do we have another threats to our nations that we must be aware of. I must have these answered sooner or later, in case of a war. Sweden's been building a mighty fine empire, and I'd like to see it stay this way for a long way to come.

I have never met the Peruvian Leader, however, I am quite friendly and allied towards France, the US, and to a lesser extend, The Rhine and Poland. However, I'd like to suggest Stockholm as the meeting place, because it's also pretty beautiful and a good place for documents and treaties to be signed.

by **Great Confederacy of Commonwealth States** » Tue May 06, 2014 4:09 pm

Ministry of Defence
Kiev
Kievian Rus
January 1900

“So, what if we make a lightning push into the Crimea, conquering Sebastopol? It would take a week, and our Cossack army can take on the local garrison.”

“No, such a push would leave us open to attacks from the rear. The Ottoman Army would come around to flush out the peninsula.”

“Couldn’t we use our other armies to plug the gap? The Ukrainians would be able to hold the forces at bay, I think.”

“I think not. The Ottoman Navy would pummel Sebastopol to bits. If the Crimeans take out the naval guns before the Cossacks take them, we would be defenceless to await an invasion. The Turks have the time.”

“And the manpower. If they drew regiments from every part of their empire, even if they were armed with musket en employed 17th century tactics, they would take us down without even taking too much of a hit. And, as we know, these armies are well-equipped.”

“Agreed. A quick move to Sebastopol would be disastrous. How about a slow takeover, using the local populace to our advantage? If the ethnic Ukrainians and tartars joined us…”

“They won’t. The Tartars still view the puppet as their country, so they will see us more as invaders than the Ottomans. Besides, a slow takeover would give the Ottomans time to fortify the peninsula, absolutely essential to a conquest of Southern Ukraine.”

These discussions had been going on for months. Leading them was the minister of Defence, the Hetman of the Cossacks. The Kievian Rus, technically one nation, was divided between three big titles: the duchy of Belarus, covering Belarus, the Principality of Ukraine, covering Ukraine, and the Cossack Hetmanate. Although the Hetmanate had no official land to govern, it did govern over all Cossack villages and the people as a whole, wherever they lived. It was mostly the Hetman who was pushing to annex the Crimea and Southern Ukraine, as that would increase his power dramatically. A great many Cossacks still lived there, after all. The talks were going nowhere, however. In every scenario thus contrived, the Kievian forces were either overrun by the vast amount of troops, defeated by the powerful Ottoman navy, or simply too slow. The military advisors in the ministry simply shot down every strategy with reasonable, simple arguments.

“Hetman, there might be an option, which we haven’t thought of before. With some foreign help…”

The Hetman waved his hand, as if he wanted to brush the sentence from his memory.

“Foreign help, foreign help… Our nation was forged through the actions of foreign rulers. We should be able to take them on ourselves. Without foreign help, that is.”

The officers of the army and the military advisors looked at each other painfully. The Hetman had all the stubbornness of his Cossack kin, there was no doubt about that. Cossacks were impressive fighters, no doubt, but taking on the entire Ottoman empire was folly. Unlike other times, now was the time to reason. The officers were getting sick of the Hetmans stubbornness.

“Hetman, we either conquer Southern Ukraine with the help of allies, or we watch our country being trampled into the dust. Those are the only two options.”

The Hetman hesitated. The angry tone of the officer was not often addressed to a nobleman like himself, especially not in these circumstances. Although he was hesitant, he gave some ground to his advisors.

“Alright. We will do some manoeuvres and drills on the border there, so we can measure their reaction. Based on their reaction, I will inform the Grand Prince of our situation. Agreed?”

by **Aden Protectorate** » Tue May 06, 2014 4:23 pm

The Zimbabwean Empire

THE PALACE COMPLEX, GREAT ZIMBABWE -

The Emperor of Zimbabwe, Mambo III sat on the throne of ivory that he had received his crown less than a month ago. He was young King, only twenty-three years of age. Albeit he had not received power upon his father's death, rather he had overthrown the previous King with the support of the Army and the people of Zimbabwe. Upon taking power he took the name Mambo, meaning "leader" in Shona, changing it from Cecitawayo.

The Emperor was dressed in a cheetah skin brought from the Southern Empire to the right of his throne was a shield made with Leopard skin decorated with feathers from all over the continent. In his hand was the Shaka Spear, invented by the great Zulu King Shaka Zulu. The palace was stone, with luxuries from all over the Empire. The throne he sat on was made of a wood frame, with shells from the coast of Gungwa (Mozambique). And with hons of ivory coming from the back.

It was the day of Zuvare hunganidzwa, where the Zimbabwean governors of his Empire would come to his palace to present the taxes they had collected over the year, to be added to the national treasury just outside of the Palace Complex. As the long procession of Governors ended with the last governor placing his offering of grain, ivory, incense and gold. The treasury was profitable, this meant the year would be good.

The Feast that night was bountiful, every governor was their and much merry was made. Once the king retired to his private room his wife came to join him. His wife was as beautiful as the Land of Zimbabwe herself, and was the envy of all men. She was beautiful, kind and above all intelligent and festive. She was the one of the only of his advisers who he trusted with his life. Tonight their topic was the European Settlement of Africa. Every year one of his African brethren who resisted the white men of Europe fell, he could either resist or find a new way to live with Europe. His wife finally agreed to the latter.

by **Marsisian** » Tue May 06, 2014 4:34 pm

Kingdom of the Rhine, Frankfurt

A man walked into the King's room with a letter. "King Karl, we have a letter from an African nation." "An AFRICAN nation? I am not going to listen to any of their demands. I'd rather die." "If you do not listen to them, you will not die, but Kamerun and Namibia will. Just hear them out, and they probably won't mess with our colonies there." "Fine, I shall."

To the Emperor of the Zimbabwean Empire
From Karl IV, King of the Rhine

Greetings, Emperor. I have throughly read and thought about your proposals and I have reached a decision on the offers you have made to the nation of the Rhine. I fully agree with your offers and will put them in place as soon as possible.

From the King of the Rhine and all its Constituent Kingdoms, Duchies, Free Cities, and Principalities,
King Karl IV

by **Ukraine Republic** » Wed May 07, 2014 2:43 pm

First Republic of Brazil,
Rio de Janeiro,
Campos Sales,

Campos Sales smiled, seeing the First Brazalian Republic rise from the ashes of the Empire of Brazil. Still seeing threats in the countries of South america, knew they could strengthen bonds with many countries. Campos looked at a map of the world, noticing "The Kievan Rus", The Japanese empire, and even the Swedish empire. Knowing that they could be big potential trade partners Campos proposed to the Congress/Senate of Brazil that a message be mailed to the listed nations/empires to increase income, and relations of the republic. Knowing this would be a good coming from one of the first President's of the First Brazalian Republic, he let the Senators see it. The Senators look at him 2/3, with wild looks. They signed it to pass, to the house of representatives 2/3, they also allowed it to pass. Campos began the letters,

The First Message was sent with tons of Rubber, and iron. Knowing it was costly but they knew it was worth it, knowing if the Swedish became a trade partner, influence on Napoleon would increase, seeing as Napoleon and his allies made up a good portion of Europe...

Last.fm · by **Cadonica** » Wed May 07, 2014 10:56 pm

Chilecito, North Argentina

Pedro was looking over his vineyards. It was an early morning in January and it was warm. Last years harvest was amazing and this year seemed to be at least as good. "At this rate I need five times larger wine cellar system under my hacienda in no time" he chuckled. He was Argentina's third largest wine producer but he wanted to be the largest.

Buenos Aires, Argentina

"We need to find more trade partners!" Julio Sanchez declared. "We already have some trade between Spain but we have enough resources to trade with other nations for their resources and money."
"I think that our first move should be contacting the British Empire. They have probably the largest trade fleet, not to forget that their empire stretches across the whole wide world from Europe to Canada, India and Africa." said one advisor.
"And as for Americas, Gran Peru is right next door and trading with Mexico and USA could profit all of us." added second advisor.
"Excellent! I'll contact them right away."

by **Ukraine Republic** » Thu May 08, 2014 1:31 pm

Cadonica wrote:
To: Campos Sales of Brazil.
From: Julio Sanchez: The President of Argentina

We would like to propose trade between our nations. We could trade our wine, beef, tobacco, wheat and steel for your rubber and wood. This shall be the beginning of great wealth and friendship between our nations.

Signed
Julio Sanchez

First Republic of Brazil,
Rio de Janeiro,
Campos Sales,

Campos Sales sat in the Parliament building (Capital Building) Of Rio de janeiro when a messenger ran into the parliament building. He was not a Brazilian, but was familiar, he was from Argentina. It came to Campos, he wondered why one of the biggest enemies to the Brazilian's now wanted to speak with them. He grabbed the letter, cautiously from the messenger, stepped back a bit. He opened it, reading it right there. He smiled, and looked at the messenger. "SOMEONE GET THIS MAN SOME FOOD, WATER, AND SOME GOLD!" Said Campos looking at the man with a smile. He went into the office drawing up a letter in the diplomatic paper (3 types War, Diplomatic, and Economic.). The letter read,

He smiled sending the letter back, he knew it was costly to meet on Neutral lands but he would do ANYTHING to preserve friendships with bordering countries. With the state of Argentina as a ally, rather than a enemy they could focus on other subjects like external affairs, and economic affairs. He smiled as he looked at a map of Brazil, and its massive amount of South America, he knew the wood, rubber, iron, and other goods would be great in many trades. He waited for messages from other Countries for trade...

by **Darwinish Brentsylvania** » Thu May 08, 2014 1:50 pm

by **Page** » Thu May 08, 2014 10:05 pm

Lhasa, Tibet

Seven canons rested upon the plateau of the rigid cliffs. The foreigners strapped to them, with the artillery pieces raised to press against their necks, had long since ceased wailing their demise as they were not accustomed to the thin, Himalayan air which demanded all of their breath. More than once throughout the day, Lord Khalid Dhar had ordered his soldiers to prod his condemned to full consciousness with the press of a heated sword to their bare stomachs.

The only of the Qing delegation not to be subjected to this horrific fate was the Empress Xiaodingjing herself, who stood in peasant's garb and in chains as an unwilling witness to her soldiers' execution. Three days chained underground had done little to soften her defiance.

"This is an outrage, soulless Musulman! His Holiness the Dalai Llama will know of your brutality, your treason!"
Khalid snickered, and gave the signal to light the cannon. As the fuse burnt down, he spoke his reply to his royal hostage.
"The Dalai Llama travels to Mongolia to rally his faithful against your rotting empire and has entrusted me to represent his interests in his absence. I believe Cixi's days are numbered -"

A succession of blasts. The prisoners were rendered into untold pieces by their deaths by the blow of the gun. Heads, arms, entrails, and blood fell like rain below the summit. With ringing in his ears, Khalid continued his taunt.

"Numbered, indeed, as the bone fragments of your most competent guard. You are no diplomat and you will not have the privilege of returning to tell your whore mother that we reject her offer. Tibet is free and we will be slaves to the Qing no longer. Muslim and Buddhist alike here say so."

He snapped at his subordinates and ordered the empress returned to the dungeon - and the canons to the armory, to be ever prepared for what incursions the British in India would dare.

-----

To Emperor Meiji of Greater Japan:

Most noble leader - the end of Qing subjugation is at hand. I have traveled to Mongolia to rally my faithful to rise up against the false emperors of China, who have intended to make slaves of the free Tibetan people.

I am on a long and perilous journey. The continuation of Tibet must be secured and we find ourselves without vital allies in our time of greatest need. I must soon depart for Russia to secure the sovereignty of those Mongolian tribes against potential invasion and to impart wisdom upon their leaders that the hegemony of the British must be pacified, and advise the same to the Afghans in due time.

My most trusted lord remains in our capital of Lhasa, and I have received correspondence from him that he has made captive of the Empress Dowager's Cixi's daughter. Have no doubt in the significance of this leverage. I invite you to inform your Qing enemies that she remains alive at our grace and reap whatever fruits this threat may provide you.

I ask you consider an alliance with us in crushing the Qing once and for all. And consider your future ascendancy as a thin stretched British Empire also will be vulnerable. They face discord with the Irish, with the Afrikaans, with the Indians, and elsewhere. I dare say that at the proper time, Hong Kong might even be a holding worthy of your empire's grasp.

We patiently look to a future of sovereignty among free people. Blessings upon yours.
~ His Holiness the Dalai Llama

by **Ukraine Republic** » Fri May 09, 2014 3:31 pm

WRONG RP!

by **Marsisian** » Fri May 09, 2014 3:32 pm

Ukraine Republic wrote:Current Events!:

-The Great Eastern Empire falls due to Instability,
-A riot unfolds in the U.S, over the mass production, due to such a small population
-Russia continues it's economic dominance over the world
-Southern Vietnam Morale sky rockets after Saigon (No home to go back to, fight till death.)
-North Vietnam surrenders to south, reuniting finding the U.S as a bigger threat
-Russia looks at the U.S as a threat, starting a arm's race

OOC: WHAT?!

by **Dangelia** » Fri May 09, 2014 11:26 pm

Members of the League of Arbëria where planning something large. Something that would shake the Ottoman Empire at its core. Men had left Ottoman Albania and headed to the Kingdom of the Rhine, Prussia, Dalmatia, Russia, and Britain collecting weapons. From January to March, 300 men smuggled back with them many weapons. Each person had two Mauser G98s, two Winchester Model 1895s, two Carbine Mle 1892 M 16, two Mauser C96, two FN Browning M1900, three épée bayonets, and a Smith & Wesson model 3. These weapons were dispersed to the cities of Korçë, Shkodër, Lezhë, and Prishtinë where men were ordered to hide and bury these weapons under the ground in the their property.

The Albanian people had acquired a great sense of national pride, and they would fight to protect their people from the Ottomans. It was then, on March 9th, that 5,000 men from the Sanjak of Görice (Korçë) stormed the Ottoman garrison at Korçë. The Albanian rebels fought trying to get inside the garrison, at the same time, the Albanian soldiers inside the garrison mutinied against their Ottoman officers. The Albanians stormed the garrison within a day and took many weapons which they could carry. They hid these weapons in their pockets, in the mules and donkeys and hid them in the villages of Drenovë, Dardhë, Libonik, and the city of Bilisht. They also took the Ottoman officers and took them hostage in a nearby village and of the remaining soldiers, killed half of them, and let the others flee. The Albanian Ottoman soldiers than took hold of the garrison and raised the flag of the League of Arbëria, a double headed eagle.

by **Dangelia** » Sat May 10, 2014 12:37 pm

The Albanian people had acquired a great sense of national pride, and they would fight to protect their nation from the Ottomans. The same day as the Capture of Korçë, several Albanian Politicians left Albania to the Kingdom of Italy. These men were Pandeli Cale, Pandeli Evangjelli, Ismail Qemali, Abedin bej Dino, Luigj Gurakuqi, Babë Dud Karbunara, Dhimiter Tutulani, Veli Gërra, Jani Demi, Lazara Ajdonati, Lef Nesi, and Riza bej Gjakova.

Right before the capture of the city began, the leader of the revolt in Korçë ordered two horsemen to carry the order: "Carry out the previous orders and liberate the city." One of these horsemen carried the order to the leader of the operation in Gjirokaster. He arrive within 23 hours to Gjirokaster. The other carried the order to the leader of the operation in Pogradec. He arrived within 5 hours to Pogradec. On the night of the Capture of Korçë, another 5,000 men from the Sanjak of Görice (Korçë) stormed the Ottoman garrison at İstarova (Pogradec). The Albanian rebels fought trying to get inside the garrison, at the same time, the Albanian soldiers inside the garrison mutinied against their Ottoman officers. The Albanians stormed the garrison within a day and took many weapons which they could carry. They hid these weapons in their pockets, in the mules and donkeys and hid them in the Dardhas, Proptisht, Struga, and Zavalinë. They killed all the Ottoman officers and the remaining non-Albanian soldiers were all killed. The Albanian Ottoman soldiers than took hold of the garrison and raised the flag of the League of Arbëria, a double headed eagle. The next morning, March 10th, the Ottoman garrison in Gjirokaster was stormed by Albanian rebels and the flag of the League of Arbëria was raised there.

by **Marsisian** » Sat May 10, 2014 12:38 pm

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by **Lingang** » Sat May 10, 2014 7:24 pm

United States of America

~ Reserved

by **Ukraine Republic** » Sat May 10, 2014 8:31 pm

First Republic of Brazil,
Rio de Janeiro,
Campos Sales,

PLACE HOLDER!

1900: Napoleon's Victory (IC/Open/AH)

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