A Reforged World (NO SV, You are King of Italy, in a Greatly Changed World)
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what's the DC to convince Charles ?
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Not telling.
But I am going to say this. He's thinking about quite a bit
Does Charles know about our new warship?
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It's the talk of Europe.
The greatest implement of naval warfare in history.
At this time
Wait a minute, I don't remember inputing an order for Iron Clads yet..We don't even have the Dockyard/Shipyard infrastructure yet to be able to sustain one.
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The navy made the first war galleon. 4 decks of cannons, a dozen each deck, for a broadside of 48 shots, using the most advance cannons currently in existence since we haven't gotten around to developing a new model since creating the artillery shell. There is only one but it's the flagship of the worlds greatest and best sailed navy.
Oh That one!
Duke William of
I really need to finish my quests. :V
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Clearly, we shall have to develop new methods of extracting resources and industrialization so that we can continue our devleopment of MOAR DAKKA!!
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"A Word that was created from Senator Octavian's Fantasy Story: Totalen Krieg: 40,000 Year Reich"."
"..What?"
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JC Severin: "Luciano, my friend! I require more dakka!" *dumps enough silver to match a significant percentage of the Army's new budget*
Luciano: "Da fuq is goin' on over there?"
Luciano: "Da fuq is goin' on over there?"
Ah yes. It was bound to come eventually.
The dreaded need to build the tools to build the tools to build the tools to make weapons way ahead of the tech level we should be at.
@Magoose Can you Thread the List of Reforms/Projects I made a while back as a Go-To list? It'd be hassle if some lads/lasses and I have to try and find it every now and then, please?
I'll be adding Tooling Manufactury Project into that list, in addition to adding interchangable Parts/Baisc Standard Tools/Construction Equipment as added Research for Luciano.
I'll be adding Tooling Manufactury Project into that list, in addition to adding interchangable Parts/Baisc Standard Tools/Construction Equipment as added Research for Luciano.
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I am going to say no, not because I am cruel but because I added them to the turn.
"Senator (Don't know Prime Minister until Official next Update) Octavian's List of Proposals:"
The List has a lot of projects to the point it gets its own Spoiler Tab to cut down from making the post (the updates) too large.
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Interlude: Changing the World
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Interlude: Changing the World
"Because the Spartans showed how inefficient it was." Luciano drinks a bit of Liquid Chocolate, brought from the Americas, mixed with Milk. "While at the beginning it would seem plausible and efficient." Here, You look at the confused Charles with a stern look in your eyes. "What matters more is the long term, than simply burning and slaughtering them would be counter-productive to your imperialist idealistic world of your and my own making."
"Think about it." You point at the map of Italy that he had prepared, one of the newest ones from his cartographers. "The Spartans had slaves, and they paid the price after quickly realizing their more intelligent men are cut out from the picture, potential ones from slaves only culled with foods decreasing in number..in terms of Empires such as yours." You glared at Charles with anger. "A Waste of Resources." You cough as you try to rein in your anger.
Yet Charles could not. "Yet what should we do then? We have the power to change the world, so why not?"
"God and Jesus never said to enslave your fellow neighbors on a Sunday morning." You continued to rant with more fervor in your voice. "They never said to kill them all for no reason and personal gain that does nothing for the collective!" You punched the table, harshly this time. "They never said to suppress the poor and treat fellow brothers and sisters that Christ himself made sure to help! Many of them are not even Christian!" You shake your head as you decide to tone down your anger.
The men surrounding you had pistols and swords drawn, and you had nothing but your own, but it remained in your holster.
"All that a slave accomplishes is tainted." you continue before giving Charles a moment to speak. "I did not need slaves to forge Italy's guns, nor bring about the rebirth of my nation." You look at him with a steely gaze. He was doubting… ever so slightly. "Neither were they needed to invent the steam engine or make my nation rich off steel." You draws out the silence before continuing your tirade.. "You wish to buy slaves and trade them for glory, but glory is earned, and never bought. Pretend the empire you build by the strength and fortitude of those you claim lesser is grand rather than rushed. It will not make a difference."
"Another thing." You point at a map of Mediterranean Africa, specifically the region of Egypt. "You hear of the Egyptian pyramids?" you ask with a concealed smile of wonder. "Miraculous works of engineering and ingenuity." You frown as you reach the next point. "Something which is common knowledge to have been built by slaves."
"And yet..." You draw out the sentence to increase the tension. "Something doesn't add up." You wave your pointing finger at the map. "The pyramids are the Tombs of the Pharaohs, grand edifices to their glory, built to heights others would have considered impossible. But how many of our great Cathedrals were built by slaves?" You look at Charles as if he was being an imbecile. "Not sure if even a single one used slave labor, relying on highly skilled artisans to build what is in essence grand pieces of art, because not only would slaves not have such developed skills, they couldn't be trusted the same ways artisans are. So why would the Pharaohs of Egypt trust such unmotivated and unskilled labor near something so important to them as his pyramid?" You stop for a few seconds as your face softens with remorse for your old friend.
"You know Charles." Your voice was sad and soft. "I once thought that life was unfair, yet after everything I've gone through..this journey since my days as a street urchin, to the Great Inventor of Italy, to even becoming King of Italy...I've only realized one simple thing." His eyes become enlightened as he shares the lesson of life. "Life is unfair for those who don't want to do the hard work, of truly considering everything."
"Frankly, after seeing you, I won't be shocked to find your eyes looking to the forbidden bosom of apples that would even make Adam and Eve pale and completely hesitant to bite..even making the Serpent look at you as if you're the incarnation of Evil itself." You look at Charles with a resolute look on your face and in your eyes, a conviction fully realized. There was no turning back now. "The World works on Power, as you have said. If Life is Unfair, then we can use the power to turn the world Fair, which I have and will keep deciding to do. I'll use that power to spread goodness as you spread foulness."
"You want your Empire?" you spit out the word as confidence only continues to rise in your tone and body. "Then fine, but we will continue the Liberation of our Neighbours who were vindicated, neglected, and treated unjustly as fellow citizens of the Kingdom of Heaven!
"Unlike you, we will treat them as our right to protect them. Unlike you, we will give them the opportunities they are missing all their life to serve a state that refuses to serve and reward them. Unlike you, we will make sure they are fellow Italians, brothers, and sisters...A Family! Critique about my lack of judgment on powers all you want, Charles. Because I'll Simply Use my and the people of Italy's powers to enforce a Free and Fair World!"
"This is the same world that killed Christ that you want to continue. Why should we do anything but try to make the world better for His Glory?" You stopped as you felt so many men get closer.
Charles drew his pistol and aimed at your head. His hands trembling. "Give me one good reason not to kill you!?"
You shrugged. "Regicide is unbecoming of a man who claims to be the inheritor of Rome. But if you want to prove me right… get on with it."
Charles Rage:D100 - 40 => 4
"RAHRGH!" He fired his pistol in the air, and he threw it onto the ground, feeling anger as he shoved you against the railing. He threw his weapon down in frustration he grabbed your shirt, and put you firmly with your back to the sea.
You didn't even move swiftly, but your pistol aimed at his gut, and all became silent. "I will let you live. But you will never stop me in my quest for glory!"
"I have never wanted to stop your quest for glory, only to stop you from making a terrible mistake. That all you will be on is a road to hell that will leave you with nothing but ash, and ruin." You said as you pulled the hammer back, and Charles realized you had him dead to rights. "I'm asking you to stop, and think about what world you want to create."
"Before it's too late."
As you holstered your pistol, everyone began to lower their weapons, and you gave a small bow of the head. "Goodbye. I hope that God and his infinite wisdom… will make you pause."
And you left, climbing down the ropes towards your ship.
You needed to go home.
Changing his mind:D100 => 75
Reward: You met with Charles. Perhaps he may see the change that is coming.
Or understand that you do not want to be his enemy.
Or he yours.
"Because the Spartans showed how inefficient it was." Luciano drinks a bit of Liquid Chocolate, brought from the Americas, mixed with Milk. "While at the beginning it would seem plausible and efficient." Here, You look at the confused Charles with a stern look in your eyes. "What matters more is the long term, than simply burning and slaughtering them would be counter-productive to your imperialist idealistic world of your and my own making."
"Think about it." You point at the map of Italy that he had prepared, one of the newest ones from his cartographers. "The Spartans had slaves, and they paid the price after quickly realizing their more intelligent men are cut out from the picture, potential ones from slaves only culled with foods decreasing in number..in terms of Empires such as yours." You glared at Charles with anger. "A Waste of Resources." You cough as you try to rein in your anger.
Yet Charles could not. "Yet what should we do then? We have the power to change the world, so why not?"
"God and Jesus never said to enslave your fellow neighbors on a Sunday morning." You continued to rant with more fervor in your voice. "They never said to kill them all for no reason and personal gain that does nothing for the collective!" You punched the table, harshly this time. "They never said to suppress the poor and treat fellow brothers and sisters that Christ himself made sure to help! Many of them are not even Christian!" You shake your head as you decide to tone down your anger.
The men surrounding you had pistols and swords drawn, and you had nothing but your own, but it remained in your holster.
"All that a slave accomplishes is tainted." you continue before giving Charles a moment to speak. "I did not need slaves to forge Italy's guns, nor bring about the rebirth of my nation." You look at him with a steely gaze. He was doubting… ever so slightly. "Neither were they needed to invent the steam engine or make my nation rich off steel." You draws out the silence before continuing your tirade.. "You wish to buy slaves and trade them for glory, but glory is earned, and never bought. Pretend the empire you build by the strength and fortitude of those you claim lesser is grand rather than rushed. It will not make a difference."
"Another thing." You point at a map of Mediterranean Africa, specifically the region of Egypt. "You hear of the Egyptian pyramids?" you ask with a concealed smile of wonder. "Miraculous works of engineering and ingenuity." You frown as you reach the next point. "Something which is common knowledge to have been built by slaves."
"And yet..." You draw out the sentence to increase the tension. "Something doesn't add up." You wave your pointing finger at the map. "The pyramids are the Tombs of the Pharaohs, grand edifices to their glory, built to heights others would have considered impossible. But how many of our great Cathedrals were built by slaves?" You look at Charles as if he was being an imbecile. "Not sure if even a single one used slave labor, relying on highly skilled artisans to build what is in essence grand pieces of art, because not only would slaves not have such developed skills, they couldn't be trusted the same ways artisans are. So why would the Pharaohs of Egypt trust such unmotivated and unskilled labor near something so important to them as his pyramid?" You stop for a few seconds as your face softens with remorse for your old friend.
"You know Charles." Your voice was sad and soft. "I once thought that life was unfair, yet after everything I've gone through..this journey since my days as a street urchin, to the Great Inventor of Italy, to even becoming King of Italy...I've only realized one simple thing." His eyes become enlightened as he shares the lesson of life. "Life is unfair for those who don't want to do the hard work, of truly considering everything."
"Frankly, after seeing you, I won't be shocked to find your eyes looking to the forbidden bosom of apples that would even make Adam and Eve pale and completely hesitant to bite..even making the Serpent look at you as if you're the incarnation of Evil itself." You look at Charles with a resolute look on your face and in your eyes, a conviction fully realized. There was no turning back now. "The World works on Power, as you have said. If Life is Unfair, then we can use the power to turn the world Fair, which I have and will keep deciding to do. I'll use that power to spread goodness as you spread foulness."
"You want your Empire?" you spit out the word as confidence only continues to rise in your tone and body. "Then fine, but we will continue the Liberation of our Neighbours who were vindicated, neglected, and treated unjustly as fellow citizens of the Kingdom of Heaven!
"Unlike you, we will treat them as our right to protect them. Unlike you, we will give them the opportunities they are missing all their life to serve a state that refuses to serve and reward them. Unlike you, we will make sure they are fellow Italians, brothers, and sisters...A Family! Critique about my lack of judgment on powers all you want, Charles. Because I'll Simply Use my and the people of Italy's powers to enforce a Free and Fair World!"
"This is the same world that killed Christ that you want to continue. Why should we do anything but try to make the world better for His Glory?" You stopped as you felt so many men get closer.
Charles drew his pistol and aimed at your head. His hands trembling. "Give me one good reason not to kill you!?"
You shrugged. "Regicide is unbecoming of a man who claims to be the inheritor of Rome. But if you want to prove me right… get on with it."
Charles Rage:D100 - 40 => 4
"RAHRGH!" He fired his pistol in the air, and he threw it onto the ground, feeling anger as he shoved you against the railing. He threw his weapon down in frustration he grabbed your shirt, and put you firmly with your back to the sea.
You didn't even move swiftly, but your pistol aimed at his gut, and all became silent. "I will let you live. But you will never stop me in my quest for glory!"
"I have never wanted to stop your quest for glory, only to stop you from making a terrible mistake. That all you will be on is a road to hell that will leave you with nothing but ash, and ruin." You said as you pulled the hammer back, and Charles realized you had him dead to rights. "I'm asking you to stop, and think about what world you want to create."
"Before it's too late."
As you holstered your pistol, everyone began to lower their weapons, and you gave a small bow of the head. "Goodbye. I hope that God and his infinite wisdom… will make you pause."
And you left, climbing down the ropes towards your ship.
You needed to go home.
Changing his mind:D100 => 75
Reward: You met with Charles. Perhaps he may see the change that is coming.
Or understand that you do not want to be his enemy.
Or he yours.
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That's my boy. Well done.
Well I think we made Charles actually think guys
Honestly. The path Charles wanted to take would have basically turned his nation into basically the national equivalent of achilles. Except the achille's heel is the whole entire African slave trade. He could make an unstoppable army and navy, but it doesn't matter if it fails to keep the trade flowing.
