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The Monotony of the Life of a Servant (Etharia Only)

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The Monotony of the Life of a Servant (Etharia Only)

Postby Dominatus Leviathan » Thu Jul 11, 2019 1:36 pm

The Monotony of the Life of a Servant (Part 0)

OOC: In this series of posts, I will detail and analyse the life of the principal girl, who will succeed or fail according to her own decisions in her situations, flanked by a surrounding cast of characters with their own gains, goals that they seek, within the greater context of Michu, and Etharia greater still, that I will summarise here. Before all that though, a summary of the Empire for any non Etharians viewing this thread.

The Celestial Empire of Michu is a major player on the Etharian world stage, and the oldest Empire to exist in some form. The Empire has endured the centuries of tribulations under various names, but the revolution and subsequent reunification of 2018-9 was one of the worst, with the Imperial Government almost being unseated forever, bringing an end to dynastic rule, however, the revolution was ended, leading to an odd period of national rediscovery and democratisation. The Imperial Government now works in tandem with the Coalition of Peace, a selection of political parties elected by the masses to represent them in the Celestial Parliament. The Lords of old are now monitored closely by the Internal Affairs Department, and most of their duties have been appointed to commoners, such as the train lines. The Empress and her Court sits in the innermost chambers of the Forbidden City, a land separated from the rest of the nation by thick walls and tradition. While Michu offers democracy and rights to all it’s people outside, inside of the City Walls, those rights mean nothing. Entering the City means abiding by the rules of the Imperial Court, set by Centuries old Imperial Jurists, who cared little for personal liberty. The Forbidden City and everyone inside it exists to serve the Emperors of the Yonsheng Dynasty, etiquette is enforced by the Disciplinary Office, Concubines and Princes. The City is sometimes called “The Anchor”, because of it’s maintenance of the oldest of the Empire’s traditions.



Characters involved (SO FAR)

Changying Ju
Role in the Story: Main Character, Changying is the principal character of the thread, a maid from Xihou province in the South of the nation. Her parents were both involved in an anti government movement, so Changying has been sent to the Imperial Palace to make up for her families misdeeds, and if possible, rise up the ranks to earn herself and her family some honour and glory. She harbours a deep hatred for nepotism, particularly in the Bright Green Banner, the Banner involved in the suppression of her family’s rebellion in 2018. She has been made into a lower class girl, from a relatively middle class family, so she is anxious to improve her financial status.
Ethnicity: Mandu
Gender: Female
Age: 19

Chenhua Mei
Role in the story: Mei is Changying’s closest childhood friend. The daughter of a fervent revolutionary during the revolutionary war. She achieved minor celebrity status as “The Woman in Red” for her activism in the opening days of the revolution, famously calling for her goldern dress, representing the Dynasty, be soaked red in the blood of the reactionaries, as well as her name, Mei, meaning a kind of red gem. She was pardoned as per the Coalition Treaty, and has barely changed in that role. Disliked by the City staff, and Changying continues to try and moderate her.
Ethnicity: Mandu
Gender: Female
Age: 18

Shen Chuan
Role in the story: Changying and Chenhua’s immediate superior, as head of the Shom Palace, where they all work. Shen is outwardly strict, but likes Changying. However, her loyalty is to her mistress first, and won’t hesitate to hamper Changying’s efforts if it will negatively impact the 7th Princess’ goals.
Ethnicity: Mandu
Gender: Female
Age: 24

Seventh Princess (Jia Shensheng)
Role in the story: The mistress of Changying, Mei, and Shen. She is often frustrated about City politics, and takes her anger out on her subjects. She is dissatisfied with Michu’s democratic direction, and the Empress’ domestic policy. Regarding the Mandu majority as naturally inferior to the Soldeir people, she is a major supporter of the Aristocrat faction in the Celestial Parliament, and meets with several members of them frequently. She focuses on her own legacy, with her only son, being her prized trophy.
Ethnicity: Soldeir
Gender: Female
Age: 29

Second Prince (Baoling Shensheng)
Role in the story: The Second Prince is the heir apparent, and backed by several Imperial Banners. He is well meaning but generally incompetent and an easily manipulated person. He is a common target of ridicule by the other princes and princesses, who roundly despise him, but fear his power. Should he become Emperor in the future, Michu will enter an age of strong officials and eunuchs, led by the military with a puppet Emperor. This outcome is desirable to many in the Imperial Parliament too, as they would love to exert more power and use the Emperor’s benevolent personality to aid their re-election campaigns. The proper role of a Constitutional Monarch.
Ethnicity: Soldeir
Age: 34


Third Prince (Guozhi Shensheng)

The Third Prince is seen as boring, a conservative generally. He was raised in luxury and is loyal to the Empress, not really caring about the succession crisis and preferring to live peacefully with his wife. He despises the never ending battle for the throne, and wants it all to end. The Empress is rather fond of him, and regularly likes to spend time with her older brother. He is one of the ideal prince to serve, due to his benevolent, lack of desire for intrigue, and his generosity in gifts. He served in the standard army as an infantryman under a false name, with the blessing of the former Emperor, so that he could see what life was like for the average serviceman. The army respects him, and several members of the standard army call for him to put his name in the contest to be Emperor, to ensure an era of stability and prosperity.
Ethnicity: Soldeir
Age: 30

Fourth Prince Tingchu (Yongli Shensheng)
The Fourth Prince is a debauched populistic man. He is a lover of women, and the common life’s appeals. One of the most open members of the Royal family to other ethnicities and change, he frequently rampages around the country promoting equality between the races, the value of other cultures and the importance of fashion in dictating culture. He is a direct threat for the throne of Michu, and does not care for Imperial tradition. He is sought by many imperial female servants, due to his kindness towards them, and his lack of care for many for traditions like kowtowing. He is currently serving as Lord Foreign Minister and Cultural Studies, and is away in Noremacia, where he is serving as a representative of the Michise government.
Ethnicity: Soldeir
Age: 26

Fifth Princess (Huanliu Shensheng)
The Fifth Princess is not very prominent in the Imperial Court, with little noticeable traits. She is shy, and keeps to herself generally. She is of modest beauty and was only recently married, her husband is a general of the Standard Army.
Ethnicity: Soldeir
Age: 26

Eighth Princess (Guangi Shensheng)
A friend to the Fifth Princess, and husband of the Eighth Prince, who is fighting as a commander in the Imperial Army, with little interest in court politics. She is irritated by this, her main motivation to marry into the royal family is to become the Empress. Thus, maids despise her for her shrewd, power driven personality with little to spare for the actual people of Michu.
Ethnicity: Soldeir
Age: 25

Xioju Guan, Head of Staff
The head of Palace staff, and personal attendent of the Empress, Xioju is the defacto controller of the City. His main interest is in conserving his own power, and thus, will use his position to assist favoured Imperial Princes in their quest for the throne, his allegiance shifting with whomever is most popular. He is dependable though, if a prince is in favour, he will invest significant energy into their safety.
Ethnicity: Mandu
Age: 52

This RP is open to anyone in Etharia, just send an application.
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The second post will cover the rules of the Palace, and strict punishments will come to people who do not respect the Celestial Throne and it’s staff enough.
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Postby Dominatus Leviathan » Fri Jul 12, 2019 6:07 am

The Gates of Freedom Closing
I remember when Xihou’s garrison burned, and when the reactionary soldiers came, put out the fires, of both dissent and destruction, then placed the disgusting banner of the Republic on the garrison, surrounded by the hung corpses of revolutionaries. The battle of Xihou was one of the worst of the war, with the victorious Republicans spending a good few weeks counting the dead and hanging the known revolutionary survivors. My family crossed the border into former Yuan territory, joined by my lifelong friend, Mei and her family. The Republicans dedicated two battalions to finding the Woman in Red and her family, so Mei fled deeper into Yuan, and even attempted to get refugee status in Treko. She was declined, but many partisans of either side of the conflict waited for us in former Yuan, bandits attempting to ambush us were plentiful throughout the wasteland of Yuan. My father and mother were caught by a roving brigade of Republicans, whose sole purpose was to hunt down political refugees in Yuan. They were sent back to Xihou and executed. Mei’s family abandoned her in favour of political asylum by the reigning Republican government. A grand example of propaganda, revolutionaries turning on their celebrity daughter in favour of the republican system. Left on our own and hungry in the wastes, we stayed for months in the Yuan territories, looking for scraps of food or money with a commune of other revolutionary survivors. We received weekly orders from high command via radio, usually conveyed through the leader, Jianguo Da, whose orders were beyond question or doubt. An extremely charismatic man. We knew nothing of his background or his qualifications, only that he was willing to throw any number of lives towards the eventual goal of a revolutionary state. We all looked up to him, he was like a red god who was never wrong, when he gave us instructions, we would follow them to the letter and would always win. Any loses of men were written off by him as for the Brotherhood. Eventually, when supplies ran low, he ordered us to instead attack the Yuan military stockpiles, where we lost roughly half of our partisans, but won the supplies. Jianguo claimed this was our greatest victory, those who jumped through the fire and emerged stronger, enhanced spirit, and the arms to do more damage. His last order came a week later, to harass any anti revolutionary forces that entered Yuan. For a few weeks after this, we thought Jianguo was testing us, but no further instructions came, and many started to desert. Mei would chastise any deserters, and would usually attempt to execute them before I stopped her. After a month more of dwindling morale and supplies, a soldier with an odd hairstyle, like the Emperors of old, approached us, flanked by four similarly fashion inclined soldiers. The lead soldier lowered his weapon, and delivered us the news that the war was over, the old regime was back, and the Empress once again sat in the Forbidden City. I bought out the commune to hear the man’s news. He presented an Imperial Seal to us, showing his authenticity, and there were three reactions among the commune, the most radical pulled out their weapons and assumed the men were lying, Mei was part of this group, and the man simply smiled and said

“If you shoot me a thousand more will come, and won’t be so magnanimous.”

It was a foolish bluff, most of the weapons being primed didn’t even have ammunition at this point, which the man probably assumed. The second group, those who waived on mental breakdown or were incredibly committed to the cause, simply kill themselves with their remaining ammunition, rather than face a reality with the old regime back in power. This disturbed me so much that it stayed with me, watching about a fifth of my friends kill themselves upon this man’s words. The man sighed, and asked his men to give my friends a respectful burial. The final group included myself, who just stared in awe at the man. He continued to explain that the Empire’s return was a boon to us, who had been abandoned by the revolution, and hunted by the republicans. The Empress offered us amnesty in her grace, and invited us to return to Michu. I accepted the man’s hand and forcefully took Mei along. The Revolution was dead, and Heaven had favoured the Yonsheng Dynasty once again. I learned in the car that the revolutionaries had not been purged, as we were told would happen, and were instead invited to form a Coalition that would maintain peace. Mei maintained that the Empire’s entire dynastic system was flawed, and a way of controlling the masses, to which the man just laughed. He called Mei a victim of a cult, and told her that the Empire is merciful, so she is receiving no punishment, but in the future, she would respect her majesty and her institutions. When the modest blue car arrived at Xihou, I could not bear to leave, my house was gone, the garrison I called home for months was gone. The man put a hand on my shoulder

“I have another proposal for you. Your family is gone, and your home is destroyed, you have no way of providing for yourself. I offer you an alternative. My home is a very nourishing place. You should work for us in Shaotai.”

I agreed and we left Xihou. It seemed like forever, but we finally arrived at an airport that looked damaged but functional. When we entered, two staff ran up to my benefactor, and denied him entrance, as the runway was damaged. He laughed deeply and showed the Seal from earlier. The staff member’s eyes went wide, and the three began speaking in a language I could not understand. The two staff members bowed three times and didn’t even ask for payment, but he seemed to pay anyway. I asked my benefactor what he said to the staff, and he replied

“I simply have a private plane that does not require much of an airstrip, and showed them who I speak on the authority of.”

Despite his use of weasel words, it was clear this man did not want to unveil his identity, which gave me reason to fear. I wondered if he was some kind of human trafficker, or kidnapper. His plane looked too luxurious to be a simple kidnapper though, it was incredible, looking sleek, with writing on it that was similar to his Seal, that I could not read, only admire. Mei, who had remained very silent, started to whisper that I should not trust this man, however, I was overcome by his seeming benevolence, and let him take me on his plane. It took several hours to fly on the plane, while the man greeted another person in the uniform of an Imperial General. I recognised them from my history books and my experience in Yuan. They conversed for several minutes in their own tongue, and the General pulled out a board, with many black and white pieces, and the two began placing the piece on the board in an elaborate manner. After a moment of staring, the first man called me over, and invited me to watch them play, while the general glared at me. I accepted the man’s invitation, and he explained the rules. Essentially it was a rare, Imperial form of chess played by mainly aristocracy, known as “Go”. It looked complicated, and I was transfixed. The General stood up, and shouted at me

“How dare you not show the proper respect to your superiors! Do you even know who this man is or where we are going!?”

I took a step back and almost fell over, and my benefactor quickly rose to my defense, telling the General to stand down. He reached a hand out for me, and helped me up. He told me to rest with Mei while he finishes the game of Go to dissipate the tension in the plane. When I awoke, I was tapped by my benefactor, who got me out of the car and we started to walk. Mei kept her distance, but gradually adjusted, as we strolled for hours in Bejang. I’ve never been in this place before, but it seemed so huge, the Empire had dedicated significant resources into maintaining this place throughout the revolution, and repairing the infrastructure. The people seem happy and free, not at all like Yuan or Xihou during the war. We even saw foreigners! They generally wore western suits, as we would see in schoolbooks and propaganda videos. The Empire could maintain this paradise, and demanded little in return. The economic contribution by the population in taxes was lower than the revolutionaries ever proposed, and the Empire values merit more than men behind radios who got their positions through shadowy deals. The Empire seemed like a bastion of liberty in this place, no corrupt Lords stealing from the people, just giant companies practically begging for business, leading to a flourishing capitalist class that was working wonders putting the people displaced by the civil war back into employment. The people would bow before us, and Mei would angrily tell them off each time, I had long since worked out that the man accompanying us was someone important, but I had no idea why he was bothering with two poor girls from Xihou. I had dreams when I was young about the Palace, so I asked the man if we could see it. He laughed, and said we would see it very soon, finally unveiling who he was

“I am Guozhi Shensheng. Third Prince of Michu. You are going to the Forbidden City, where the Emperors have lived for centuries, a place separate from the commoners, where the decisions of government get made. A place unfortunately full of intrigue and deception, but full of glorious people.”

I was expecting someone important, but a man of the Shensheng Dynasty? I was full of glee that such a person was even paying us attention. I felt as though the heavens themselves were protecting me. I committed myself one hundred percent to my new role, if only to repay the heavens and Guozhi for his kindness. Imperial maids get paid extremely well, so if I can, I’d like to establish a place for myself in the world, earn back some money that my family had committed to the revolution and got nothing from. Mei, only sarcastically bowed. I could not focus on her, though. The palace had many rules, and even worse punishments for not following said rules. We spent the rest of the walk discussing the palace walls, manner of walking, greeting people, eating etiquette, until we arrived at the Palace gates, and I entered with the Prince, the gates then shut, sealing me inside the place that would give me prosperity, or give me death, my last hope for salvation, or the end of everything.
The Celestial Empire of Michu. Qing China with simplified characters, Manchu and a British Westminster system.


支配鲲朝和米楚帝国
My Politics IRL
    Monarchism
    Capitalist (Austrian)
    Christianity


神圣皇后万岁万岁万万岁
Empress live for 10,000 years!


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