The Great Game (TG For Entry| MT)

[Livonian Social Democratic Republic]

As the Livonian Elections come, foreign powers have their plans, perhaps to cause chaos? Perhaps to integrate into their vast nation or maybe just for the fun of it. Livonia is in a period of internal strife, with many groups all vying for the Prime Minister's desk. Whether they are being manipulated by foreign powers is the real question.

RULES:
1. I have final say on who is allowed and isn't.
2. Overly ridiculous new parties are not allowed (No Gay Space Communism)
3. All posts must be at least 4 sentences long.
4. Military operations must be run by me first.

How does this work?
Depending on the actions you take, you will gain either a low, medium, or high score. This score will be tallied every 2 days and whoever has the biggest score gets a point. The maximum safe score is 21, any score above it and the LNP gains a point with the nation originally posting it gaining nothing. If no nation reaches 21 by the end of the 2 day mark, the player with the highest score gains a point. As time goes on the LNP may gain more points, at two points the LNP will start raids. Raids will result in scores reduced per action and high score actions resulting in total failure. Meddling can result in splinter parties or groups feeling betrayed by their current leaning.

PARTIES OF LIVONIA:
National Party
Society for the Return of the Royal Family
Populist
Collective Left Wing League
National Industry Group
Independent Party
Federalist Party

CURRENT POINT STANDINGS:
LNP: 0
METS?: 0
TRANS-URALIA: 0
NEO-KOREA: 0
EAN: 0

CURRENT SCORE STANDINGS:
LNP: 4
METS?: 0
TRANS-URALIA: 5
NEO-KOREA: 8
EAN: 0

SPECIAL GROUP LEANINGS:
Business owners: National Industrial Group
LGBT: Independent
Anarchists: Independent
Minorities: Federalists
Elites: National Party

[Neo-Western East Korea]

Slipping Through the Cracks:

It was a relatively average day, at Juzapao International Airport.
Planes came in from across the world, bringing in new individuals or returning old ones to their homeland.

In truth, the only distinctly abnormal passenger on a vaguely-remembered flight on that average day was a Neo-Korean, seemingly there for some sort of nebulous “Business”.

No one felt it important enough to question him, and he held no materials that would make them subject to a more intensive search, and as such he was allowed into the nation.

The benign appearance and speech of this figure would betray a member of the Central Intelligence Services, who would, after a period of one (1) week, purchase 5 rooms in the same hotel building.

The process would repeat itself, although the new arrivals would say they were meeting with a nebulous business partner somewhere in the state, before slowly arriving to the hotel.

It would take two weeks in total for all 20 individuals to arrive, and Neo-Korea finally began to look outwards, at the political situation.

[Livonian Social Democratic Republic]

Arnold Kusek sat at the table, adjusting his pens when finally Agent Izydor Cieślak patted him on the shoulder, handing Arnold his new badge before saying, "Welcome to the Political Crimes Unit proper, I'm Agent Cieślak, and you're be working with me." Arnold would nod, sliding the badge into his pocket. "We've already got a stack of papers needing attention, most are minute, the usual little public scandal that'll get swept under the rug." Izydor stated as he opened a door, Arnold following close behind. "You'll find we work with the Foreign Crimes Unit on some of the more... Interesting cases, but aside from that, I think we'll make good partners." Izydor would add, Arnold finally asking, "What's this case? Says something about ensuring the safety of the upcoming election?" Izydor would chuckle before saying, "That Arnold? That's our case."

[Trans-Uralia]

Mikhalay Lučanok, the current head of the Uralian minority party in Livonia, sets his burner phone down after being on a call from the Uralian Ministry of Foreign affairs. The Government had contacted arms dealers and Regime sympathizers, recruiting them to support the party. Being a former KGB officer from the times of the Soviet Union, he already knew what he had to do to win people over. He looked over at the list of activists and rival political leaders he would prefer were "taken care of". He asked his secretary for the election manager to step into his office for a small chat.

After a few minutes, the election manager had stepped into his office cautiously. "Anything you needed Mr. Lučanok?" He asked

"We already have to put our platform into motion." Lučanok began

"We're a minority party, meaning we cater to ethnic Uralians and Chernarusians. The problem is that many of our own people instead support other parties. So I believe it's the best course of action to begin shaping our platform to appeal not only to our own people who owe allegiance to other parties, but as well as appeal to the members and leadership of other parties as well."

"I don't quite follow, Mr. Lučanok." The manager would say

"I'm saying we create a coalition to dominate Livonian politics. The most powerful ones. Our plan is to hold a rally where we start spouting beliefs that many other parties similar to us have. It's possible they'll eventually be interested in cooperation long-term." Lučanok would reply.

The manager would write something down in a notepad, "Right Sir, I'll plan the next rally to be soon."
He then leaves Lučanok's office.

Lučanok plops down in his leather office chair, spinning towards the window.
"And then the pieces fall into place.." He utters to himself.

[Neo-Western East Korea]

A Chat Over Tea:

As Ryeo walked into the small cafe, she looked around for a moment, finally spotting the individual she had come to……. Discuss, so to say, a few finer points of policy with.

A functionary (once from the National Industry Group) who had long been driven into the political wilderness for…… comments, so to say, made regarding certain ethnic groups within Livonia in regards to their usage in industry, she had gotten in contact posting as an “allied corporate individual”, and after a short few conversations, she had managed to get him to agree to a more-proper meet up.

Taking her seat opposite his, she pre-empted any comments on her non-Livonian-ness by gently placing a briefcase upon the table.

Opening it up (and revealing the raw currency within), she made a simple offer.

“The interest I represent would like to support your political activities for the foreseeable future, as long as you agree to run as a candidate in the upcoming election for the National Industry Group’s choice for president.

If this fails, we would like you to run as an independent.”

A short while later, she walked out with less currency, but far more influence.

[Trans-Uralia]

The Rally

With all the pleasentries out of the way, Lučanok walks up onto a stage, facing thousands of people.

"I'm happy everyone could make it out today, I want to thank all of you. But my brothers and sisters, we Livonians are under attack in our own land."

The crowd goes silent, waiting

"Those enemies are those who disrespect the extremely successful economic system our nation has in place, those who disrespect our monarchy, and foremost who disrespect our nation. Those enemies are these anarchistic socialists and communists that seek to destroy the nation of Livonia. The misery of these people is plaguing our nation! Millions of the industrial proletariat are unemployed and starving and these thugs hold themselves as the true fighter of the worker. This form of Communism with its method of insanity is making a powerful and insidious attack upon our nation plagued by those who seek to undermine the monarchy and it's sovereignty. It seeks to poison and disrupt in order to hurl us into an era of chaos. This negative, destroying spirit is to spare nothing of all that is highest and most valuable. Beginning with the Livonian family, it has undermined the very foundations of morality and faith and scoffs at culture, nation, justice and honor and wishes for the deranged and mentally ill to reign supreme. The most beautiful and fairest territories of the world would be turned into a smoking heap of ruins. Even the sufferings of the last month and a half could not be compared to the misery of Europe in the heart of which the red flag of destruction had been hoisted. The thousands of wounded, the hundreds of dead which this inner strife has already cost Livonia should be a warning of the storm which would come. The Uralian National Minority Party will regard it as its first and foremost duty to revive in the nation the spirit of unity, tradition and co-operation. It will preserve and defend those basic principles on which our nation has been built. It regards Christianity as the foundation of our national morality, the family as the basis of national life, and the integral power of the Livonian monarchy!"

As Lučanok finishes his speech, people in the crowd start cheering. Over the sound of thousands of people either cheering or booing, he can't tell if it's either. He just hope he made a good speech that gains him allies.
He takes a small Livonian flag from the podium he was standing at and begins to wave it, making the crowd cheer more. He hadn't been a politician very long, but from what it seems he's doing a decent job.

[Neo-Western East Korea]

Dirty Deeds (Done Relatively Expensively):

As Kim marched in front of the 10…… “Heroic Volunteers” he had managed to gather, he thought back onto the……… experience, so to say, he participated in while trying to get them.

I mean, really, you walk into a shitty bar looking for people willing to “persuade” a few politicians for currency, and you end up in a bar fight after you confuse a far-right terrorist for a far-left terrorist, and now he was missing two teeth and his glasses were cracked.

He still felt it worth it though, considering that the 10 in front of him, while…… not greatly personable or intelligent, were about as elite as brute force got outside of the military.
The Crème de Crop of far-right killers you could find in a shitty bar.

Which was, to be more exact, a statement of the fact they actually had some experience with a pistol, even if they weren’t actually entirely competent with one.
Still though, they would serve his purposes, which he……… still had to give out, and thus he resolved to do that posthaste.

He sent 3 out to go bother the CLWL, 5 to go “convince” one of the prospective candidates from the NatIndGroup to suddenly drop out, and he had the last 2 (who possessed some level of stealth) to go see what the fuss with that Uralian who had given a speech was about.

[Trans-Uralia]

Livonian Detroit Special

A crappy rental 2002 Mazda Sedan drove down a quiet side street, with a few chain gangs just off the side of the road cleaning up some rubbish and other
brush here and there. Inside the rental car were two ethnic Uralian men who were no more than local thugs, who had ties to the Uralian National Minority
party, who had rented the car under fake names. The car came to a stop when the man in the passenger seat had spotted their target. Rafał Koprowski,
the founder of a Gay dating website, who was recently arrested. The man in the passenger seat took out a VZ. 61 Machine pistol from a duffel bag beside
him, and rolled down the window.

He pointed the gun in the general direction of Rafał Koprowski and proceeded to empty the magazine into not only him, but the prisoner attached to him
as well as two other prisoners part of other chain gangs, killing all of them.

Before the guards had time to react, the driver of the sedan stepped on the gas and sped away before the guards either caught up or had a view of the
license plate.

[Neo-Western East Korea]

Paint it Black…..(and White and Red and add Lettering and-)

Vasily sighed as he nailed the 20th poster to the wall.

When he had been recruited in a bar for the supposed purpose of “Saving the Nation” and “Expelling the Outsiders”, he had really been expecting a bit more than this.
A bit of violence wouldn’t have been remiss, at least!

……Still though, despite his overall disappointment, he could admit the posters weren’t the worst propaganda he had ever seen.
It was short and sweet, inviting “Concerned Sons of Livonia” to meet to “Discuss the Renewal of the Nation”, and he imagined that if he hadn’t been the one putting them up, he might have visited.
Would have been better than the fuckin bar at least.

As he put the last nail into the wall, however, he grinned like a drowning man dragged to shore as he heard Artyom get into a verbal scuffle with a pig.
Rounding the corner (posters dropped suddenly) and seeing the pig had gotten the cuffs out, he was glad that his prayers for violence had finally been answered, and charged.

[Livonian Social Democratic Republic]

Cleaning the aftermath

Arnold Kusek and Izydor Cieślak sat on the couch, reading as they waited for the morgue staff to open the door. It felt like ages before the door was finally opened, "Sorry about the wait, the body is over here. It's all a mess, when they brought him in, let's just say...he wasn't in the best state." The two agents looked at the body for a moment, then looked at the clipboard. "Politically motivated Kusek?" Izydor asked, Arnold looked at the body again before saying, "Politically motivated? For sure. The real question is who did it." Izydor went quiet, he would remain silent until they got in the car, when he said, "Isn't there the Uralian Minority Party? Or the National Party, or hell the Federalists! Stop at all their campaign offices, we're going to solve this." Arnold looked at him for a moment confused, Izydor would look at him again, "Well? Hit the fucking gas!"

[Neo-Western East Korea]

White Album

The Juzapao Fish Processing Plant.

A minor location really, only notable for its apathetic employees and walk-in-freezer, at least to
Vasily.

Still, though, as he lead the target to his inevitable death, he felt he had to reflect a bit more before things got…… too serious, so to say.

He had been sprung from jail after that little incident with the Cop and the Posters, and now he was with some big-shot politician who supposedly threatened the chance of victory of that one racist his hirers were supporting.

Artyom had distracted the 30 other workers supposed to be out and about today, and so he had been the one chosen to Shepard the big-shot around until he could be sure it was safe to……… put him on ice, to make a joke out of what he would do.

Still, as he completed his third go-around and the lad kept talking about his “Business Renewal Plan”, he decided it was finally safe to get things over with, and as such he slipped into the persona of a dull but good-natured fisherman one last time.

“Hmmm…. If ye have a’moment, would ye mind me showing ye something?”

The Big-Shot went along, and so they marched to the Walk-In Freezer.

After having the fellow step a bit closer to see a non-extant fault in the structure, Vasily pushed him in and closed the door, counting on Artyom to prevent anyone from intervening because they heard the sound of his yelling or pounding.

It took 5 minutes for the yelling to stop, 15 for the pounding to weaken, and 30 for Vasily to be entirely sure about the fellows death.
As he cracked open the door a tinge and saw the man unmoving, Vasily was forced to wonder what his family would think had occurred, if the politician had one.

Shaking his head to clear this thought, he re-shut the door and left.
While he was supposed to report in……… he needed a drink.

[Livonian Social Democratic Republic]

The JPD had swept the building, asked witnesses, and taken photos, but it was when Arnold Kusek and Izydor Cieślak arrived that the matter was truly a PCU case. "What's the cause of death blueback?" Izydor inquired, a detective looked up and responded, "Man was stuffed into a freezer, and died slowly." Arnold looked at the witness testimonies, flipping through the pages, "So, you're telling me we got a dead bastard and all we got is a description of one of the suspects? No men witnessing the death itself? Thin, roughly 5'9 to 6'5, some sort of scar on his lip, standard uniform, and a fucking pin?" Arnold inquired, Izydor took the document, "Arnold, I'm doubting this is connected to the last one, too professional. From the testimonies the pin says, "Join the NatIndGroup". Hmm, seems like some sort of ploy, we'll discuss the plans in the car." Entering the car Izydor lit a smoke and said, "It's too obvious." "What do you mean?" Arnold asked. "I mean, if some fucko murders a man and wants to get it political, he'll put some other message on to shift the blame. I say we wait for some obvious political moves, that are connected, and then boom, bang, pow. We got our man." Arnold and Izydor both chuckled as they drove off, waiting for the radio to report another "incident".