The Historical RP Group HQ 3

[Finland SSR]

[spoiler][spoiler]PURGE THE SNOWBALLERS

Hey, I mean, people were eating each other during the Holodomor, and the Stalin administration put the Army and the Party above all else, so it might just be a reference.

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how did you make a spoiler in a spoiler

MAGIC?

NAPOLEON IS ALWAYS RIGHT

THEY'RE BRAINWASHING US
SNOWBALL WAS THE GOOD GUY
FREDERICK SHOULD HAVE WON
BENJAMIN FOR LEADER 2016

[Alleniana]

NAPOLEON IS ALWAYS RIGHT

THEY'RE BRAINWASHING US
SNOWBALL WAS THE GOOD GUY
FREDERICK SHOULD HAVE WON
BENJAMIN FOR LEADER 2016

um excuse you, Napoleon is always right

[Finland SSR]

THEY'RE BRAINWASHING US
SNOWBALL WAS THE GOOD GUY
FREDERICK SHOULD HAVE WON
BENJAMIN FOR LEADER 2016

um excuse you, Napoleon is always right

Napoleon is always right for being the pig we'd serve for dinner today

[Alleniana]

um excuse you, Napoleon is always right

Napoleon is always right for being the pig we'd serve for dinner today

“The creatures outside looked from pig to man, and from man to pig, and from pig to man again; but already it was impossible to say which was which.”
fam you don't wanna be a cannibal do ya
bonaparte stronk

[Finland SSR]

Napoleon is always right for being the pig we'd serve for dinner today

“The creatures outside looked from pig to man, and from man to pig, and from pig to man again; but already it was impossible to say which was which.”
fam you don't wanna be a cannibal do ya
bonaparte stronk

mate
m8

I'm from Lithuania.
We birthed Hannibal Lecter.
You think I'm above things like that?

[Alleniana]

“The creatures outside looked from pig to man, and from man to pig, and from pig to man again; but already it was impossible to say which was which.”
fam you don't wanna be a cannibal do ya
bonaparte stronk

mate
m8

I'm from Lithuania.
We birthed Hannibal Lecter.
You think I'm above things like that?

fine
repost

It is debatable whether it was good or bad luck that they had lived on the edge of the Forest; on one hand, perhaps if they hadn't lived there, they wouldn't have been driven into the forest, and would have been instead given a different punishment, one that entailed mostly living, or even mostly perishing in less horrible ways. On the other hand, perhaps they would have all been slaughtered. That was bad, indeed, though some were sure that it was a fate better than the one that awaited them at the claws, teeth and other appendages of the Forest creatures; or, if not, even dying of thirst or starvation, trapped hiding from them in the forest, sometimes up a tree, oftentimes even within a makeshift fortification. There, the ones who had starved to death first had been lucky.

But since then, things had come a long time. These Daikaideans had mostly lived along the edge of the forest, keeping it at bay before the revolt that had seen them killed or driven out, and as such, they were among the most suited to venture into it. Their stories were the origins of the old wives' tales around the rest of the empire, often dismissed as fanciful or the symptoms of country bumpkins like they were. But in reality, they knew, and often experienced, the monsters in the woods. So, despite their fear, they had experience that ultimately helped them to survive and create the Daikaidean network of villages today.

A few incursions had even ventured into the forest to flush them out or drive them deeper, but the emperor of Fillipa, Margo I, died at the age of 66, his son quickly ended the folly of sending soldiers so deep into the forest that was just as apt to kill the soldiers as the Daikaideans they sought; he, better informed by advisors and other such courtiers, correctly interpreted the Daikaideans as broken. In his reign, they faded into history; the group that had raised their banners in the bloody, massive, hard-fought but ultimately futile rebellion against the Fillipan Empire.

The rebellion had been fairly early in the history of the empire; a blip on its burgeoning Golden Age, some might say, and the end of which was in fact considered the beginning of the Golden Age, with anti-imperial sentiments wiped from society and emperors now having the capital of a military proven to not only be strong enough to put down dissent, but willing to do so. As the Daikaideans slowly shifted their settlements further inland, each forgot the other, the dangers of a forest that was in fact gaining ground on the empire too much to handle crossing.

These villages, after their bloody and terrible establishments, lived peaceably. The last they heard of the empire, it had been doing the same thing; in the generations after losing contact, many reasoned that the empire would in fact soon find the forest villages, since such a prosperous state could not possibly not be gaining ground on the forest, what with the army's might and the forestry industry. Indeed, this, along with more resource-rich lands further to the east, drove expansion and settlement of the deeper forest, and expansion up the length of Crystal Lake's eastern tributaries. But with the Daikaideans who had previously fulfilled the role of frontiersmen gone, and the empire's woodcutting armies not materialising, there could only be assumptions; that the empire had collapsed, that its decadence had left the forest alone, that the empire was not interested, or factors more sinister and obscure.

And so the Daikadeans, or what was left of them, lived as well as one could in these dark woods. Fishing in Crystal Lake and the multitudinous streams that ran into it from the forest, utilising the various barren patches of rock scattered throughout the forest as clearings for villages or waystations between, breeding what few domestic animals they had brought with them and using the new crops and plants of the forest to sustain themselves, dozens of walled villages sprung up; stone was plentiful if one could get through the trees that tied it all together, and the waters were fresh and clear. Indeed, a hot springs that fed the lake was even discovered, one of the factors that prevented the relatively shallow lake from freezing solid in winter and a luxury for those who could visit and bathe there. It was an existence constantly under siege from the forest's minions, but it was one that was eked out comfortably with the knowledge that they bore of how to deal with the forest. Even they began to lose interest in the empire they had left, and though war was close to impossible due to the distance between villages and their substantial walls, it could be said that surpluses now existed, driven by innovation and adaption, that allowed mild population growth, and made life something a bit more assured than something that you might obtain if you worked hard enough and fought well enough against the natives. A society, it could be said, appeared, and though without central leadership, it was interconnected strongly, formally and informally.

Recently, though, through these connections, news spread of people found in the forests. Strange noises at night, stranger than the usual, that sounded like fighting, humans dying, sounds that the forest did not make. Some swore they had sighted smoke from fires in various places where there ought to be none, and it was not long before actual bodies, sometimes fresh, began turning up, and possessions and baggage strewn about. Some, it seemed, had even made their way to the roads and waystations build by the Daikaideans. What was going on, none could tell; all that was known was that it came from the west.

Of course, many immediately used it as evidence that there were people beyond the forest, against new beliefs that had appeared claiming that they were myths and legends, and that this societal existence was eternal; others pointed towards the history, and said that the empire, or it successor state or states, had fallen, and that this was the result; refugees fleeing as they had done. But those who fled were not nearly as successful as the Daikaideans had been, and many even seemed like city folk. Several, indeed, were found with items that suggested ethnicities from the far side of the empire, or otherwise with inscriptions on those items. The Daikaideans had endured horrendous death, but what scanty evidence there was seemed to say that these people were enduring it even worse. The whole thing was bizarre, but none of the western villages who made these reports could produce anyone who had been found any further from death than at its door to make things known.

Then, a man ran out of the forest one day, shouting in a language few understood; ragged, exhausted, bloodied, and alone. But he had come from somewhere, and it was no forest village that he'd come from. This was that day.

tl;dr/ooc summary scary forest full of scary things that kill you, a medieval empire commits genocide on a border people who flee into the forests and mostly die, but some build villages and manage to not die. The forest is so scary that empire and foresties lose contact (also the whole genocide thing), centuries later people start fleeing from where the empire was supposed to be into the forests again. We all RP as villages, managing our resources, people and land as so not to die, and reacting to whatever's going on with all these people running into the woods from somewhere and dying, and whatever they're running from.

me rikey

anyway gnight

[Reatra]

Reatra hath become Joan of Arc

EDIT: MFW I'm so used to reddit RPs now that I made the link [Reatra hath become Joan of Arc] (http://i.imgur.com/jRDG3Ko.png)

[Finland SSR]

Reatra hath become Joan of Arc

EDIT: MFW I'm so used to reddit RPs now that I made the link [Reatra hath become Joan of Arc] (http://i.imgur.com/jRDG3Ko.png)

You need any resolutions done? I've had 11 notifications this morning and just ignored them all.

[Reatra]

Reatra hath become Joan of Arc

EDIT: MFW I'm so used to reddit RPs now that I made the link [Reatra hath become Joan of Arc] (http://i.imgur.com/jRDG3Ko.png)

You need any resolutions done? I've had 11 notifications this morning and just ignored them all.

Just invaded Pakahes, and since I am Tawantinsuyu I should win. You could say "Yeah armies of Tupaq just overrun them, most surrender before fighting anyway"

Because that's how it went IRL...

[Emilio Aguinaldo]

Welp, passed the term, and instead of drinking myself to death til the next one I'll try to dust off my rusty rp "skills."

[G-Tech Corporation]

Welp, passed the term, and instead of drinking myself to death til the next one I'll try to dust off my rusty rp "skills."

ARR?

ARR.

[Finland SSR]

Welp, passed the term, and instead of drinking myself to death til the next one I'll try to dust off my rusty rp "skills."

ARR?

ARR.

To errr is human
To ARR is Big G.

[G-Tech Corporation]

ARR?

ARR.

To errr is human
To ARR is Big G.

And/or have piratical blood in your veins.

[Alleniana]

Watched In the Heart of the Sea today (technically yesterday), now I want to revisit Archipelago.

Reminds me somewhat of that Cloud Sea RP I did with Caecuser and some others.

But anyway, worldwide Nantucket. Hah. All these islands with towns of piled up stone sealed with lime from seashells, precious groves of shipbuilding and orchard trees carefully guarded, various fields, and a shitload of whaling, fishing and diving for shellfish, crustaceans, pearls, etc. Yay for Tyrian purple, various livestock, bird hunting, guano fertiliser, also. And, I guess, various islands with mining, some of which could be active volcanoes?

All in all, I like it. Iron Islands + Nantucket, merged into one.

However, I also had an idea,
viewtopic.php?f=31&t=316854&p=22928383#p22928383
except instead of walled cities, we have a central island upon which human civilisation emerged, and then an inland sea surrounding it, then huge plains of animals something like buffalo, except omnivorous, stronger, fiercer, more intelligent, faster, larger, and generally more dangerous.

Basically, large island; people build cities and stuff, trade, war, empire. Outside, past the inland sea, however, huge packs of crazy wild animal that charge and wreck armies. Empire conquers whole island, collapses. Resources begin to run out, also population pressures. Either figure out a way to settle the outside and defeat the lolhueg charge packs, or war internally.

[Finland SSR]

stop doodling allen
just give us the history RP
there is demand for it

[Alleniana]

stop doodling allen
just give us the history RP
there is demand for it

phbhbshbb after ggs
also I'm socialising for like the first time ever, which is unexpectedly actually taking time

[Reatra]

stop doodling allen
just give us the history RP
there is demand for it

phbhbshbb after ggs
also I'm socialising for like the first time ever, which is unexpectedly actually taking time

Welp.

GG HRPGHQ3

[Alleniana]

phbhbshbb after ggs
also I'm socialising for like the first time ever, which is unexpectedly actually taking time

Welp.

GG HRPGHQ3

hah no not much
goodness me I'm not heretic
but a bit

But yeah, I do have to finish GGS before I do the RP, and that's being delayed by a wide variety of things, which I guess could be mostly summed up as "screwing around". Also because I started a fed on WaW. Heh.

Ok, it's nearly 4 am, I should sleep. Bye.

[Reatra]

Welp.

GG HRPGHQ3

hah no not much
goodness me I'm not heretic
but a bit

But yeah, I do have to finish GGS before I do the RP, and that's being delayed by a wide variety of things, which I guess could be mostly summed up as "screwing around". Also because I started a fed on WaW. Heh.

Ok, it's nearly 4 am, I should sleep. Bye.

I've been gone for two months,

What's GGS?

[The imperial canadian dutchy]

hah no not much
goodness me I'm not heretic
but a bit

But yeah, I do have to finish GGS before I do the RP, and that's being delayed by a wide variety of things, which I guess could be mostly summed up as "screwing around". Also because I started a fed on WaW. Heh.

Ok, it's nearly 4 am, I should sleep. Bye.

I've been gone for two months,

What's GGS?

A garbage Heap that blames history on Geography.

[Reatra]

I've been gone for two months,

What's GGS?

A garbage Heap that blames history on Geography.

Oh that fucking guy


I mean, I love Pre-Columbian America more than anyone.

But wow.

[Negara-West Hesia]

I've been gone for two months,

What's GGS?

A garbage Heap that blames history on Geography.

... it's also not wrong

[The imperial canadian dutchy]

A garbage Heap that blames history on Geography.

... it's also not wrong

It is, It is silly to blame every Human Action in History on environment.

[The Jonathanian States]

... it's also not wrong

It is, It is silly to blame every Human Action in History on environment.

Blame every human action? Yes.
Blame much of human development? Nope. It's actually quite sane. I mean, I've yet to finish it, but except for a certain bit which I am not in full agreement with but which definitely is solid I've had to have any issues with JD's claims.
And I mean, it definitely is less silly than blaming "every human action" on us supposedly being better due to race, so I'll take what I can and toss it out if there's something better.

A garbage Heap that blames history on Geography.

... it's also not wrong

I can drink to that.
Also, we agree. How long does that give us until the apocalypse?

A garbage Heap that blames history on Geography.

Oh that fucking guy


I mean, I love Pre-Columbian America more than anyone.

But wow.

Mhm?

[Negara-West Hesia]

... it's also not wrong

I can drink to that.
Also, we agree. How long does that give us until the apocalypse?

it's happening