NationStates Jolt Archive

Rosalina was only 17 years old and she had the desire to be in control of all things! She always figured she could do a better job running the state than the current leader. She studied communism and totalitarianism and both strongly appealed to her. To be the Commander and Chief as well as the leader. Less bureaucratic channels to work through, just simple direct and too the point. This poor villager would become the most powerful woman in the country. And she would stand un-opposed to anyone.

First and foremost her target would be the Royal Family. The Emperor his wife and daughter. She would put her life on the line for this as she slowly crept up to the Palace with a machine gun on her back. Security was already pretty stretched having to be everywhere at once. Before she new it a violent gun battle had broken out. Bloody and violent she took out the guards. She was lucky so far but now came the moment of truth, taking out the family. She had succeeded.

For three weeks riots ravaged the underdeveloped cities and even the more well developed ones. It was just what Rosalina wanted. This poor girl hated everything about business, money and commerce. She was always picked on for being so poor. If she couldn't have anything and everything, why should they?

By the time the riots were so out of control that people were dying as a result of it she decided to take advantage of it. Shooting a lone gun into the air she spoke: {"The rulers are dead. It's time for someone to take control. That someone is me. Not the fatcat CEO's that fled when things got sticky, but a true native like me. One who's lived though life's stormy weather. One who is from humble origins, like me! I can lead this country back in the direction it was meant to be by God!"

People cheered. Even after awhile Rosalina began to feel she was a God send. Now she had a purpose!

The Empire of Nafrice now becomes the Dictatorship of Console do Anjo

ATTENTION NATIONS: I am the supreme dictator of Console do Anjo. I have taken power in the greatest time of need of the people. I am a gift from God himself for the people, I am God's beloved daughter! I am Rosalina Sócrates, and I am here to stay world.

The Empire of Nafrice now becomes the Dictatorship of Console do Anjo

ATTENTION NATIONS: I am the supreme dictator of Console do Anjo. I have taken power in the greatest time of need of the people. I am a gift from God himself for the people, I am God's beloved daughter! I am Rosalina Sócrates, and I am here to stay world.

The shades were drawn in the Imperator's office, and the moon cast a glimmer against the stone and stucco wall. lights burned with electric brightness, and the Imperator sat at his vast ultra mahogany desk, reviewing the large pile of releases on his desk. Things that happened to day, people dieing, people living, people ruling. He sighed. It was all tiresome. Finally, he flipped to the announcement from Console do Anjo. He sighed, and began to type a communique.


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The Orwellian Meritocracy applauds the overthrow of that abomination that is a non-dictatorial system within Console do Anjo. However, we are somewhat less pleased with your new leader, Rosalina Socrates, declaring herself a daughter of god. Such tripe is meaningless, and no self-respecting ruler would hide behind such an idea. We therefore strongly urge that you drop this pretext. At such times, the Orwellian Meritocracy will happily support a relationship between our two fine nations.

Respectfully yours,
Hephaestus Blckforge
Imperator

The Empire of Nafrice now becomes the Dictatorship of Console do Anjo

ATTENTION NATIONS: I am the supreme dictator of Console do Anjo. I have taken power in the greatest time of need of the people. I am a gift from God himself for the people, I am God's beloved daughter! I am Rosalina Sócrates, and I am here to stay world.

Premier Ozzanil apon hearing about Rosalina's revolution became very interested and he decided to read more into it.He had much in common with Rosalina,he too was a revolutionary,but under different circumstances.He had only, just half a year ago at the age of 18,unified the many warring states of his homeland into a single strong nation.And like her,he was also of poor upbringing.

"Souo",he said to he foreign minister,"Sil xerog Sil azilog gank."(I believe I love her)
Icail wrote to her..............

I am Icail va Ozzanil,Preimer/Dicatator of the United Socialist States of Nosorepazzau.I'm glad to see your revolution was successful.I would like to invite you to my nation so we may become better acquainted.We dictators must have eachothers back.

Icail va Ozzanil,Premier of the USSN,First Prophet of the Vavakass faith

The Empire of Nafrice now becomes the Dictatorship of Console do Anjo

ATTENTION NATIONS: I am the supreme dictator of Console do Anjo. I have taken power in the greatest time of need of the people. I am a gift from God himself for the people, I am God's beloved daughter! I am Rosalina Sócrates, and I am here to stay world.

Emperor Anticus Riecktial sat in his throne room. He had decided that he, for the first time in Angenterian history since the days of the old Dominion, would open up diplomatic relations with foreign nations. A computer screen rose up from the left armrest. He reviewed the international announcement from Console do Anjo.

"Sure." He thought to himself "Why not?"

He typed up a message, and ordered his foreign minister to send it to Console do Anjo:

The Holy Imperium of Angenteria applauds Console do Anjo for the overthrow of their previous government. Your new leader, Rosalina Sócrates, at such a young age, has successfully taken control of the country. The Holy Imperium of Angenteria is quite pleased with this new development, and humbly requests to open full diplomatic relations with your nation.

Sincerely,
Anticus Riecktial
Emperor

Premier Ozzanil apon hearing about Rosalina's revolution became very interested and he decided to read more into it.He had much in common with Rosalina,he too was a revolutionary,but under different circumstances.He had only, just half a year ago at the age of 18,unified the many warring states of his homeland into a single strong nation.And like her,he was also of poor upbringing.

"Souo",he said to he foreign minister,"Sil xerog Sil azilog gank."(I believe I love her)
Icail wrote to her..............

I am Icail va Ozzanil,Preimer/Dicatator of the United Socialist States of Nosorepazzau.I'm glad to see your revolution was successful.I would like to invite you to my nation so we may become better acquainted.We dictators must have eachothers back.

Icail va Ozzanil,Premier of the USSN,First Prophet of the Vavakass faith

Senhor Preimer,

It's a pleasure to visit you and I do hope to make an eventual trip to your country. It will be my pleasure.

Rosalina Socrates,

The shades were drawn in the Imperator's office, and the moon cast a glimmer against the stone and stucco wall. lights burned with electric brightness, and the Imperator sat at his vast ultra mahogany desk, reviewing the large pile of releases on his desk. Things that happened to day, people dieing, people living, people ruling. He sighed. It was all tiresome. Finally, he flipped to the announcement from Console do Anjo. He sighed, and began to type a communique.


http://img201.imageshack.us/img201/2260/sealyn1.gif

The Orwellian Meritocracy applauds the overthrow of that abomination that is a non-dictatorial system within Console do Anjo. However, we are somewhat less pleased with your new leader, Rosalina Socrates, declaring herself a daughter of god. Such tripe is meaningless, and no self-respecting ruler would hide behind such an idea. We therefore strongly urge that you drop this pretext. At such times, the Orwellian Meritocracy will happily support a relationship between our two fine nations.

Respectfully yours,
Hephaestus Blckforge
Imperator

I appreciate it but I am truly God's chosen daughters. If you desire relations we shall have relations.

President Provoçe was sitting quietly in his large office in a luxurious residence on the outskirts of Creçea. The quiet was interupted by the entry of 5 government officials

"Come, all of you. Take a look at this" Provoçe geaustured to a Blue print on his desk of the new city center of Creçea. The 5 men approached

"This central boulavard leading up to the new Palace of Creçea, I think i would like it to be much wider. Nothing defines it from the other avenues so this one must be more spectatcular." Said Provoçe confidently

"Comrade President. A revolution has taken place and has declared the nation of Console Do Anjo. we want to know what action you want to take to establish contact. We need all the freinds we can get" said the man that stood directly opposite Provoçe

"We offcourse send a message stating we would like to establish contact. You've interested me. I want to know more about this country, perhaps at a later date their nations leadership would join me here in the may day celebrations this year" said Provoçe. He then waved the men away and they left the room

Diplomatic message from the PEOPLES REPUBLIC OF BULGISLAVIA
Greeting from out Peoples Republic. We are pleased at your recent Revolution that threw off the old regime. We would be happy and totally agreeable to establiush full relations between our two nations.
From the foriegn ministry of Bulgislavia

President Provoçe was sitting quietly in his large office in a luxurious residence on the outskirts of Creçea. The quiet was interupted by the entry of 5 government officials

"Come, all of you. Take a look at this" Provoçe geaustured to a Blue print on his desk of the new city center of Creçea. The 5 men approached

"This central boulavard leading up to the new Palace of Creçea, I think i would like it to be much wider. Nothing defines it from the other avenues so this one must be more spectatcular." Said Provoçe confidently

"Comrade President. A revolution has taken place and has declared the nation of Console Do Anjo. we want to know what action you want to take to establish contact. We need all the freinds we can get" said the man that stood directly opposite Provoçe

"We offcourse send a message stating we would like to establish contact. You've interested me. I want to know more about this country, perhaps at a later date their nations leadership would join me here in the may day celebrations this year" said Provoçe. He then waved the men away and they left the room

Diplomatic message from the PEOPLES REPUBLIC OF BULGISLAVIA
Greeting from out Peoples Republic. We are pleased at your recent Revolution that threw off the old regime. We would be happy and totally agreeable to establiush full relations between our two nations.
From the foriegn ministry of Bulgislavia

Thank you for your interest. We would be glad to have relations.

Secret IC: The small room had four men sitting around a table. Two of them were in military uniforms. One of the men not in uniform slid a thin folder to the other man. "Sorry to bother you at this hour, sir, but we have a situation. Nothing to get too bent out of shape about yet, but may be worth looking into."

The other man paged through the dossier. "Hmm. This should be fun to watch. No sense in going about this any other way than the direct route." He said, half to himself. Rising, he said "I'm going to call my friend at Foreign Affairs."


To: Supreme Dictator Rosalina Socrates
From: Speaker Alex Connor

Congratulations on your stellar political career. We would like to open relations with your fine nation. Perhaps an embassy exchange, and a mutual meeting are in order.

Yours humbly,
~Alex Connor

"So we just kill her? That seems rather undiplomatic of us."

"The royals of Nafrice were reliable. Trusted, even. This...girl is power hungy and arrogant, but skilled nonetheless. We have interests in the region, and this Sócrates probably won't let us do much with her dictorial powers. The Authority assassians can easily get to her if we give the word. We can't get the army involved, or risk war, even against such an easy target. It would ruin Ravea's reputation."

The room was dark, with only slits of light streaming through the shuttered windows. Seven silhouettes lined a circular table inside one of the top levels of the Security offices in the Ravean capital of Smyrna. The figures at the table were the leaders both the major military and civilian branches of the Ravean government, an unofficial council that convened only when certian threats were presented to the country.

"Send a message to Sócrates first. Condemn her government and the takeover, then offer asylum to any noble or members of royal family-if any are alive, which we are not even sure about. Depending on her response, we'll decide our course of action."

Private message to Dictator Rosalina Sócrates of Console do Anjo.
Greetings from the Watchguard of Ravea, Rosalina Sócrates.

Our nation used to be allies with the old rulers of Nafrice, or what is now known as Console do Anjo. Now that the royal family is no longer in power, we would like to know where our old alliance stands. We also condemn your post of "supreme dictator" of Console do Anjo. We would greatly prefer if Console do Anjo held open, democratic elections.

Ravea would also like to offer amnesty to anyone in the former empire of Nafrice, including the royal family. We look forward to your reply.

Offices of Foreign Affairs
~Ravea

The Empire of Nafrice now becomes the Dictatorship of Console do Anjo

ATTENTION NATIONS: I am the supreme dictator of Console do Anjo. I have taken power in the greatest time of need of the people. I am a gift from God himself for the people, I am God's beloved daughter! I am Rosalina Sócrates, and I am here to stay world.



Secret IC:


The Holy Temple of Minax....
Thirty Miles from the Capital of Death Hold…..


“I think killing this heathen upstart would be the best option.” The Archon of Minax said with a hint of a smile.

A young woman with dark hair and green eyes looked upon her religious superior and said, “Your holiness, If we send Shadow-Blade operatives to kill her. It could lead to an international incident considering, we are already engaged in military operations in Ilvesia to oust the barbaric forces of General Nolan and his illegitimate protectorate…”


The Archon looked upon the priestess and said, “The Goddess shall grant us the power to strike down this heathen. The Grand Holy Emperor himself will support any decision we make on this matter, and now is the time for the power of Minax to manifest with the death of an enemy..”


The young priestess sighed and said, “I will give the Shadow-Blade, your orders. may Minax, protect them in this dangerous work….”She promptly leaves the dark altar room and heads towards the main double entrance gate…

The Holy Archon of Minax smiled and started to pray to the death goddess for strength and victory….



OOC: I want to get permission before going through with an assassination attempt. It just seemed appropriate considering my Imperium is very religious and claiming to be a child of god really peeved off my nation’s spiritual leader.

dispatch to the Dictatorship of Console do Anjo

The Freehold congratulates the people of Console do Anjo on overthrowing their former masters, ourselves being under a new government, the Freehold of Mondoth wishes to open diplomatic relations on a trial basis to determine fitness of the new government of Console do Anjo to maintain extended relations.

I appreciate it but I am truly God's chosen daughters. If you desire relations we shall have relations.

OOC that don't sound right to me,what i think right is
but I am truly God's chosen daughter

(OOC: Posting again because of no reply. Also adding some stuff :( )

To: Console do Anjo
From: The Holy Imperium of Angenteria

The Holy Imperium of Angenteria applauds Console do Anjo for the overthrow of their previous government. Your new leader, Rosalina Sócrates, at such a young age, has successfully taken control of the country. The Holy Imperium is quite pleased with this new development, and requests to open full diplomatic relations with your nation with the establishment of an embassy within it.

IC:
Parliament Building in the Ringstrasse Plaza,City of Brinstar, Princedom of Norfair
"Sir, I have news!"

Tired and panting, the young assistant Andreas Schaffer handed to Prime Minister Hans Christiansen the report. He started to read it as if it was just another meaningless memo. However, his eyes widened while travelling the length of the text. After reading it all, he says:

"Dear lord! So their people DID stood up after all...such an amazing story, I bet that supporting this government would bring us into the spotlight of the elections...Hmm, how's the Parliament divided again Andreas?"

Nervously reading from his notes, Andreas starts counting:

"We socialists have the majority sir. Herr Thorgrimm of the conservatives can't do much about this. We also have an agreement with Herr Meier of the Green Party and his allies."

The Minister ponders for a while, and then replies.

"The situation seems highly favourable to us.It's time to test our power in this government. I'm going to write a draft supporting Rosalina and her movement!"

"But sir! The Prince will be against it! They massacrated the Royal Family there, and the Prince is known to have ancestors from that royal tree. He will most certainly-"

"Do nothing. If he wants to make this democracy work, he better support the will of the people. He wouldn't tarnish his name on the mud just to stop this support, now would he? Now Andreas, come to my office, you'll write my letter."

They both wander through the hallways of the Parliament Building until they reach Herr Christiansen's office, a large one, with trophies and hunting rifles all over the walls. Once there, the Prime Minister takes his seat, puts his feet on his desk and lights a cigar, while Andreas types in his computer what the minister says:

"Dear, no. Your Excellency, no. Esteemed, hm, won't do..."

Andreas sighs and turns his eyes, daydreaming for a while.
"I should do a revolution here myself; better than letting these old farts here at the Parliament bore me to death. Especially Herr Christiansen, fuck him! Exciting job, my ass. I should've gone into arts."

"Andreas! Do pay attention, I'm saying the whole speech here!"

Startled, he quickly reasserts himself on the keyboard, typing promptly:

"Sorry sir (ohhh but Prince Wilhelm is not gonna like this...There'll be trouble when he's back)"



To: Console do Anjo
From: Habsburg Princedom of South Norfair
"Greetings to you, Senhorita Rosalina
I, Mr. Hans Christiansen, Prime Minister of this glorious nation of South Norfair, hereby recognize the existence of your government. On the behalf of my nation I declare our intentions of opening diplomatic relations with your new government, and also will name in official state ceremony a new avenue here in Brinstar City of Rosalina Sócrates Avenue.Congratulations on your achievement!
Best Regards, Prime Minister Hans Christiansen"


"Which avenue is that sir?"

"Bah Andreas, you have no imagination. Just send this memo to the mayor and he'll take care of the rest."

"Ok sir..."

Andreas hurriedly leaves the Minister's Office, while the Minister himself turns the TV on and watches the Bloomberg channel for a short while before falling asleep.