Mein Krieg (Youjo Senki/Tanya the Evil OC)

WAIT WAIT WAIT in wich part of finlad, Because i live in Helsinki XDDD

My partner and I will stay in a former school turned comune in Lohja, near Saukkola. However, both he and I will go through Helsinki airport at the arrival (10th of August) and when we'll go back home (24th August); also, we are considering using some chance to go visit Helsinki proper during some free time if possible.

Why do you ask?
 
My partner and I will stay in a former school turned comune in Lohja, near Saukkola. However, both he and I will go through Helsinki airport at the arrival (10th of August) and when we'll go back home (24th August); also, we are considering using some chance to go visit Helsinki proper during some free time if possible.

Why do you ask?

Curiosity, is not normal that some one u read in internet go to a place where u live.
 
@Max23

You know what? If it is do-able, we can check whenever I'll be in the city itself, and if you are interested, we can meet.

Tought I am little embarassed: I do not feel like someone people that know me online want to meet in real life. I am not exactly Leonardo di Caprio...
 
@Max23

You know what? If it is do-able, we can check whenever I'll be in the city itself, and if you are interested, we can meet.

Tought I am little embarassed: I do not feel like someone people that know me online want to meet in real life. I am not exactly Leonardo di Caprio...
Hey, if u dont want there is no need, i know is strange to meet people from internet, just in case u wanted just tell me
 
Chapter 174 – A New Trafalgar
Chapter 174 – A New Trafalgar




With great speed, we returned to our garrison headquarters, and immediately, we set out to study the situation. We did not know how much of an advantage the Republicans had, but in the midst of military logic, we were anticipating the worst, which was that it was a race against time. Just enough time to change, to put on the uniform again, before we focused on the huge problem that was now threatening to turn into a disaster.

When the members of our battalions arrived, still odd and annoyed by our decision, of course Tragen and Viktoriya took up their complaints and came to us, asking what was going on. And while Tanya was in full fury, I took them aside, and behind the closed door of my office, explained the situation to them.

The reaction I got was quite predictable.

"Those damned people!" growled Tragen angrily, banging the wall of the room hard. "So all that talk was just stalling for time? Were they just meditating to betray us again?!"

"But, sir, I don't understand," intervened Viktoriya incredulously, "for what reason do the Republicans still think they can win? Their army has been annihilated, and their own capital occupied by us!"

"Losing their capital is a serious blow to their prestige, but not a fatal one if at least part of their government has managed to get to safety!" replied Tragen, too angry to bother using common courtesy. "If their politicians have taken refuge in Africa, they can now proclaim themselves a government-in-exile and carry on the conflict either by rounding up all the survivors of their forces who have managed to get to safety or by recruiting new men. They can do this with impunity: the Republican Navy, unlike their land or air forces, is still relatively intact, they can therefore protect their coasts and give their government time to reorganize its armed forces and industrial production. The Empire's Navy, at the same time, cannot act because it has no units in useful positions: it will take time to move them, too much for it to disrupt the flow of civilians and soldiers to Africa. And they will have plenty of time to rebuild their army, and carry on this damn war!"

"And what's worse, they may not be alone." I intervened, taking advantage of a pause in Tragen's angry fury.

Viktoriya looked at me with big eyes full of fear. "What do you mean, Major?"

"The Empire is certainly not lacking in enemies, both overt and covert, who envy its strength and its position of growing dominance on the continent: in the west, the Allied Kingdom looks at us in anger, because it fears, rightly, that the Empire has all the resources and chances to take away its title as the dominant power of Europe and colonial power in Africa. In the east," and here I saw Viktoriya wince, just before my words confirmed her suspicions, "the Federation is already preparing to attack us, and conflict with it seems increasingly inevitable. Across the ocean, the Unified States are intimidated by us, and may help our enemies to compensate. No one of them would start a new war on such short notice, but if the war with the Republic is prolonged beyond what we thought, it could be the perfect opportunity for any of them to get on... the side of our enemies."

On Viktoriya's face, I saw copious tears falling from her eyes, as an expression of hatred and disgust appeared on her features.
"Those subhumans... the Federation took everything from us... and now they come for the Empire too? In order to defeat us, will the Republic agree to ally with... them?"

"In order to defeat the Empire, the Republic would sell the souls of all its citizens and every last genealogy of its own blood to the Devil," I replied quickly, "What is the difference, to ally with the Federation?"

"Sir," Tragen intervened. The anger was gone, but his determination and willpower still burned in his eyes-I could have ordered him to charge against the entire Republican fleet, and he would have obeyed me, "what do we do to prevent this...disaster?"

"Major Degurechaff is already getting in touch with the technology department: given the approximate distance, the use of V1s is necessary and obligatory. Once we get permission to proceed from the command, we will attack the Republicans' naval force with all its passengers, and sink it. We already know that several key people are on board: if we destroy it and such people do not make it to Africa, we have good hopes of forcing them to capitulate."

"Sir, can we inform the men?"

"Absolutely: tell them to prepare for an emergency operation, to check their weapons and equipment, and to prepare psychologically to ride in a rocket again."

"Sir, if I may," said Viktoriya in a voice in turn full of determination, "we will need high-explosive rounds, and incendiary bombs."

"Take everything we need-if they are not in our warehouse, borrow them from other garrisons in the area or steal them!"

"Yes, sir!" the two nodded, rushing out while I searched for Tanya.

It was not difficult to find her.

"...I must emphasize that we cannot afford to wait any longer!" shouted Tanya loudly, to the man in the black uniform and fish-faced man in front of her. "If you would let me finish..."

"What's going on?" asked I, struggling to comprehend the situation.

"Frederick!" said Tanya, turning a comforting glance at me, as if I were the desperately awaited reinforcements in a battle.

"Major König!" said the other man, with a look full of spite. If I had to judge, I would have said I certainly wasn't sympathetic to this guy.

"What's going on?"

"Please, sir!" she said, without answering. "You don't even need to send both of our units: just send mine, or Major König's! Whatever it costs, no matter the casualties, send us on the attack!"

"Major Degurechaff, calm down." replied the man, who I realized at that moment from the insignia was a general. "It is not like you to get emotional. And Major König, I must emphasize the fact that no matter the situation or the reason, it is not a good reason not to salute one's, rank majors."

"The Republicans are preparing to leave their own country, and take all their remaining forces overseas that they will use in the counterattack! If we let them escape, let them regroup on African soil without stopping them, the Empire's victory is in danger!"

"The Republic is already defeated, and so is their fleet." he replied. "what you propose to do will have no other result than to break the armistice currently in force and further wear down our already tried military strength."

"The armistice you mention is not yet in effect, sir," Tanya replied in exasperation, "and even if it is, it is only a temporary situation. The war is not over yet!"

"Degurechaff is right, sir!" interjected I. "The Republicans have given us no guarantee of their surrender let alone peace, except by vague verbal promises, of no real value, There is nothing to prevent them from going back on their word, especially since there will be no consequences for them. They have everything to gain by betraying us, and they have done so before. Several times."

The general looked at us with a tired, disillusioned look. I did not know what he meant, but I had a hunch it was not a positive sign.

"Please let us go! Me or König, you choose, but let us go! This is our chance: this short time will determine whether the Empire will have a grand victory... or whether the war will continue."

"Major,
get it over with!" intervened the general. "My decision does not change: the answer is no. I have no intention of harming the negotiations by paying attention to your paranoia. Both of your magic battalions will remain at the base and will await instructions until further notice. And now, if you will excuse me..."

The general left, without even revealing his name to me, but leaving behind the bitter taste of defeat. His fish eyes had not been able to see what we had compressed, and without even realizing it, he had condemned the Empire to a prolongation of hostilities.

"It's over..." I heard Tanya slump to the ground, the emotions she had suppressed for so long flowing through her for the first time with the fury of a raging river. "Disobeying a general's order would land us all in front of a firing squad, no matter the outcome or motivation. We lost... the chance to end the war..."

I felt bad too, but I managed to stay on my feet: the general's order had a foothold, and I was going to make the most of it.

With strides, I headed back to my office, locked the door, barred the windows, and prepared myself psychologically. The general had ordered us not to attack directly, but he had not said that we could not ask someone else to do it for us.

And I knew the right person for this assignment.

It's now or never brat, I thought with anger and sadness, you have a card that can turn the situation around. Use it.

I clenched my fist.

Use it.

My mouth was salivating

USE IT!

In the abnormal silence of the room, my mouth moved, and I spoke the words that no man was supposed to know. The Dark Sentence.

It did not take long. I could already feel his presence as I spoke those words, I could hear his laughter in my ears. I could not see him, but I already knew that he was there with me.

Until he made himself visible.

"Frederick," said General War with a mocking grin, like the ancient reaper of death in those old medieval prints. "My boy, my precious pawn, my tireless henchman. You called me: here I am."

"Spare me the Mephistopheles routine, please," said I. "I did not want to see you hear you recite lines from a theater."

"I know perfectly well, and I also know that you summoned me for something big," he replied, his fleshless smile as pale and frightening as ever. "You uttered the black phrase, composed of the words that I alone gave you so long ago, when we first met. It's a favor that can only be asked once in a lifetime, so if you used it... surely you want to ask me for something not unimportant."

"I do." I replied, turning my back on him. "Do you remember what you told me when you granted me such a gift? That with it I could ask you to kill a high-ranking enemy general, or to sink an enemy fleet? I need one of the two."

"You want me to kill a general...?"

"I want you to sink a fleet."

A sordid laugh, the sound of which resonated with blasphemy, erupted from his mouth, the empty orbs of his skull staring back at me. I could hear the amusement resonating through him.

"This is a wedding invitation, boy: before Being X imprisoned me, sinking enemy fleets in exchange for favors was one of my favorite pastimes."

"Any particular case of the world we come from?"

"Well, there was the time I had a drinking contest with Sir Francis Drake and-"

"I don't believe it: you are responsible for the destruction of the Invincible Armada?"

"No, that was still Francis Drake. I just contributed a big storm. Of course, I had more fun sinking the fleets of the Mongols who wanted to invade Japan..."

"I get it. And have you ever sunk a modern fleet, of ships made of steel, with propellers and engines?"

"No." he admitted. "But there's always a first time.

"Mind you, it has to be massive destruction: I want you to make sure that certain high-ranking people, who I believe would cause enormous damage to the Empire, if they get there..."

"Are you talking about De Lugo and all his associates? Nothing to worry about, all resolved. Just remember, just as every grain of sand can determine the desert,
so every drop of blood will have its own consequences."

"What do you mean?" I said alarmed.

But it was late now: finished listening to me, the general had disappeared, presumably to fulfill the favor I had asked. I was again, unanswered by the question that gripped my mind.

"The next time I see you, I will demand a clear and concise answer: I am tired of riddles and philosophies."




As the minutes dragged slowly on the clock, I became more and more nervous and irritable, so much so that it was difficult to maintain my façade of outward kindness and reasonableness: getting angry with them appeared as natural, almost even therapeutic, but I had to completely hide my anger and keep it inside. If I undermined my relationship with subordinates, the advantage I had over Tanya could have been dissolved within minutes.

"Sir," quipped a passing Imperial wizard, fear on his face, "is this all true?"

"If you are referring to the not remote probability that the Republicans are using the armistice to transfer their forces to African soil and organize an all-out resistance against us, yes it is all true. But letting ourselves panic doesn't help us."

"Sir, the Republicans want to deceive us! Why don't we attack them?"

"There is nothing we can do: Major Degurechaff and I have tried to convince them. Unfortunately... the officer we're referring to at the moment believes that even taking precautionary measures could jeopardize the armistice, and he has ordered us not to attack."

"Reconnaissance flights?"

"Those, too, prohibited. The army has sent some reconnaissance planes, but even so, they don't have enough firepower to stop the entire fleet."

"So, we can't do anything but stand by and watch. Now I understand why Major Degurechaff is so down."

That sentence captured my interest. "Degurechaff... is she okay?"

"The Major has never been a particularly sunny and positive person, but today, she seems to have reached a new level: she's locked in her office, and she doesn't want to see anyone. Just now, one of us went to her to ask her for orders, and she threatened to have him shot..."

I huffed. "All right. I guess I'll have to go and make sure she doesn't do anything crazy."

"We would be very grateful, sir..." he replied, clearly happy that he was not going to have to face her… again.

I smiled, but it was a smile empty of happiness, while I walked toward the door that separated everyone else from Tanya's office. As soon as I saw it, I realized I was not alone: a couple of low-level officers, and Viktoriya, were standing still around the door, waiting, hoping for a miracle.

Then call me Miracle Kid, boys, because it is me. I thought with irony.

"Major!" Viktoriya said, and everyone hurried and saluted me as I approached. "Is there anything we can do?"

"Not for now," I replied. "I do believe Major Degurechaff… needs some empathy from an old childhood friend. I am going in: if you have no news of me in the next twenty minutes, send all the fight-able men inside to neutralize Major Degurechaff and the condolences to our orphanage for my sudden departure. Until then, do NOT disturb us, for any reason!"

"Sir, but… what if we receive urgent orders from Strategic Headquarters, to be checked immediately?"

"That is the only reason you can have to enter without permission!" I hurried. "Everything else, it can wait!"

The men nodded, so I opened the door, and quickly, got inside. Once I was behind the door, I realized my chance of surviving was quite slim.

Tanya laid on the ground, sitting, her own Silver Wing medal a few meters from her (she probably had unpinned and launched it away, in her rage). Her eyes leaking with tears. Tears, full of rage, humiliation, and fury.

"Frederick," she said once she realized I was there. "What are you doing here? Did my men send you in the hope to calm me down?"

"I came here on my own, Tanya," I replied. "And I am here because I suspect you quite… angry now…"

"Angry? ANGRY?!" she yelled at me, her eyes filled with hate. "Do you realize what happened? It is over! The Strategic Headquarters did not give us clearance to attack the Republican fleet, and if those ships reach Africa…we lost. We lost the chance to put an end to this war!"

Not yet, Tanya, not yet. I replied in my mind.

Almost not even on purpose, the office door opened again and a communications officer rushed in, transfixed.

"Major Degurechaff, Major Konig. It's... it's"

"Didn't I say not to come in unless it was a serious reason?" said I in an angry tone.

"Sir, it's urgent news, straight from our long-range reconnaissance planes: the Republican fleet heading for Africa..."

"What happened?" asked Tanya with a pained note.

"...
it was destroyed!" he replied.

Tanya opened his eyes wide, and with him the soldiers and mages waiting outside the door. Only I did not feel surprise, because I could not.

"Destroyed? What do you mean?"

"Completely annihilated. We don't have all the details yet, but it seems that while transiting, the entire fleet of Republicans was suddenly caught in a gigantic and sudden storm: the smaller ships only were swept away and capsized, the larger ships crashed into each other...there are no survivors, at least at first glance."

"But, what could have caused such an event? Such a phenomenon cannot be natural, right?"

"Pilots who witnessed it confirmed that the storm had a strong magical component, and instruments reported severe dissonance at multiple times. All they can confirm is that not a single one of the Republican ships survived: even General de Lugo, all the highest Republican Army and Navy officers on board, and many important officials are believed to be dead, at least for now."

In my ears, General War's choked laughter rang out even louder and more victorious than ever before...
 
Hmm...

On the one hand, the potential government-in-exile has been prevented from regaining their surviving military assets, meaning it by itself has lost much of any remaining legitimacy to keep fighting the current war.

But on the other hand, this magical storm that was seemingly generated out of nowhere could very well be blamed upon the Empire as some kind of new magical weapon developed by it's R&D divisions, thus inciting more fear upon the rest of the world for what kind of threat the Empire will be if left alone. Then, after factoring in the suspicions, the potential accusations about the Empire going back on their word and breaking the armistice could very well further reduce trust in the Empire's global reputation.

Finally, there are the consequences for Tanya and Frederick himself, for it was their highly-emphasize suggestions to the higher-ups about the threat that needed to be eliminated. By displaying how the results that they argued for was achieved even without given orders and direct deployment, it could create distrust and fear of the two for how they both disobeyed orders to achieve what they wanted, while somehow having the means to affect an entire fleet far beyond any known magical spell range. The reputation they could develop from this would be fun to see indeed.

Edit: Oh and one more thing. Depending on how the feat is seen across the world, belief in deities and devils could very well rise as people start believing that forces beyond even magic are now playing a role in the world events, thus leading to more numerous and fervent believers that would pray and receive power to fight a crusade against the seemingly evil Empire.
 
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And, this is it. The next chapter will be written and edited after August 24th, when I return from Finland (I'll be there for two weeks in a commune, helping people in a Workaway experience), and will be published on August 31. The plot will resume right after that, and I am planning to use this small time to add a time-skip and research new elements I plan to add.

I'm sorry if I cannot promise to keep my chapters updated, but the place is quite far away from the city, and I do not plan to bring my pc, as I want 2 weeks of full immersion in nature and social activities.

Meanwhile, I am leaving you a question for all my readers: what you would like to see more, or added, in Season 2?
 
In my ears, General War's choked laughter rang out even louder and more victorious than ever before...

Koning being like: Well, now i only need to prey that the red army doesnt bite our ass.

Okay now, so obviusly i dont know how this will evelop, but i think some things would be interesting.

First of all, Tanya and Koning are the best mages in the empire, the storm is magic, and happened just before they said it was necesary...
I really think some oficials and militars would try to arres them because thats TO MUCH coincidence.

Also I think Tanya should start to suspect something, because that was not normal.
 
Hello everyone, Trunko's here!

I returned from my 2-week Workaway volunteering in Finland today, a few hours ago. Today I am tired and want to relax a little, but as soon as possible, I plan to re-start this fanfiction and prepare a new chapter to publish next week.

Here are some photos I made during my stay:


(The place where I was hosted)






(This one is Turku; I visited it for a day)





Also, in the upcoming days (before I publish the next chapter of the fanfic) I have a question I would like to ask you all, and hear your opinion on something relative to my own writing career: more specifically, I have three plots for books, and I would like to ask you all what do you think of them, and which one should I prioritize in your opinion.

Would you help me?
 
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Hello everyone, Trunko's here!

I returned from my 2-week Workaway volunteering in Finland today, a few hours ago. Today I am tired and want to relax a little, but as soon as possible, I plan to re-start this fanfiction and prepare a new chapter to publish next week.

Here are some photos I made during my stay:


(The place where I was hosted)






(This one is Turku; I visited it for a day)





Also, in the upcoming days (before I publish the next chapter of the fanfic) I have a question I would like to ask you all, and hear your opinion on something relative to my own writing career: more specifically, I have three plots for books, and I would like to ask you all what do you think of them, and which one should I prioritize in your opinion.

Would you help me?
I can't se the plots for the book
 
Hello again, everybody!

True to what I said, I finished writing the next chapter of the fanfiction just today, and I already sent it to my faithful editor and friend @NuclearBird so it can be edited and prepared for next Wednesday's publication time. I hope you'll like the plot ongoing and the future developments.

Also, as I already said, I have a question I would like to ask you: currently I have three (3) book ideas, that I already started writing (each one of them) but then, they stuck up (because writing loses fun, if there is no one with which discuss your work or brainstorm ideas together) and right now, as thus, I have 3 already-began books that I hope to finish in the future.

Someone might remind, I already published a book once (a fantasy decostructive with humor parody tones) with a Rome editor; however, COVID struck just a few days before I could start the advertising campaign (I was prepared to have appearances and presentations in libraries, literary coffee shops and such) and thus we were forced inside. A few months ago, my editor failed and closed, but right now I can't re-publish it again, as is no more unpublished before, and since I lost interest in it, I was thinking about focusing on some other project.

The problem is: I believe I can't focus on all three at the same time, so it could be a better idea to choose one and focus on it for starters. And since I would like to hear some opinions, I would like to ask you all, in your opinion, which ideas you like the most.

The book ideas are:

1) A 21-th century American university student gets isekaied in 1856 and find herself in the body of a rich heiress of a cotton planters family, but gets constantly horrified by the almost constant presence of slavery and the oblivious cruelty of pre-civil war South. With the help of newfond allies, she decised to strive for a path of her own and for an earlier, less sudden and less bloody emancipation of the slaves...

2) In a world where superheroes are true, a Canadian 9-10 years old girl receives a superpower way more powerful than any others. The book plot follow her trying to adjust to her new life and problems, as well with the fact that Canada, and not USa, now hold the most powerful superhero ever.

3) Set in a world like ours, the corrupt Italian government starts a referendum disguised as poll (on Facebook!), asking the Italian population if they like the Republic or if they would wish for a return to a monarchy, in a half-assed attempt to regain public support. However, many people take it as satire, and this lead to the monarchy winning, forcing the government in an embarassing situation. The story's main character is a young teenager girl, called Victoria, who after the whole mess is found to be the latest heir to the Italian Throne, and thus gets "called" to be the queen (in truth, the politicians just want to find a way to neutralize her before finding an excuse to send her away); however, the girl refuses to be a pawn and start messing with the politicians's plans...

So, my question is: which plot you like more? Which one, in your opinion, I should focus first? And why?
 
Hello again, everybody!

True to what I said, I finished writing the next chapter of the fanfiction just today, and I already sent it to my faithful editor and friend @NuclearBird so it can be edited and prepared for next Wednesday's publication time. I hope you'll like the plot ongoing and the future developments.

Also, as I already said, I have a question I would like to ask you: currently I have three (3) book ideas, that I already started writing (each one of them) but then, they stuck up (because writing loses fun, if there is no one with which discuss your work or brainstorm ideas together) and right now, as thus, I have 3 already-began books that I hope to finish in the future.

Someone might remind, I already published a book once (a fantasy decostructive with humor parody tones) with a Rome editor; however, COVID struck just a few days before I could start the advertising campaign (I was prepared to have appearances and presentations in libraries, literary coffee shops and such) and thus we were forced inside. A few months ago, my editor failed and closed, but right now I can't re-publish it again, as is no more unpublished before, and since I lost interest in it, I was thinking about focusing on some other project.

The problem is: I believe I can't focus on all three at the same time, so it could be a better idea to choose one and focus on it for starters. And since I would like to hear some opinions, I would like to ask you all, in your opinion, which ideas you like the most.

The book ideas are:

1) A 21-th century American university student gets isekaied in 1856 and find herself in the body of a rich heiress of a cotton planters family, but gets constantly horrified by the almost constant presence of slavery and the oblivious cruelty of pre-civil war South. With the help of newfond allies, she decised to strive for a path of her own and for an earlier, less sudden and less bloody emancipation of the slaves...

2) In a world where superheroes are true, a Canadian 9-10 years old girl receives a superpower way more powerful than any others. The book plot follow her trying to adjust to her new life and problems, as well with the fact that Canada, and not USa, now hold the most powerful superhero ever.

3) Set in a world like ours, the corrupt Italian government starts a referendum disguised as poll (on Facebook!), asking the Italian population if they like the Republic or if they would wish for a return to a monarchy, in a half-assed attempt to regain public support. However, many people take it as satire, and this lead to the monarchy winning, forcing the government in an embarassing situation. The story's main character is a young teenager girl, called Victoria, who after the whole mess is found to be the latest heir to the Italian Throne, and thus gets "called" to be the queen (in truth, the politicians just want to find a way to neutralize her before finding an excuse to send her away); however, the girl refuses to be a pawn and start messing with the politicians's plans...

So, my question is: which plot you like more? Which one, in your opinion, I should focus first? And why?

I choose number 1 mainly because I'm from the south. I'm also going to be very interested because during the Civil War women on both sides joined the war effort with immense zeal even dressing as men and fighting on the frontlines. This helped expand Woman's Rights at the time while not a big increase considering at the time their main jobs were quilting, raising kids, and helping oversee the slaves. That is also not mentioning the fact that the Civil War helped unify the people so that they start considering themselves Americans rather than Texans or Floridians and the like. The Civil War unified the people without it then the nation would still be called "these United States of America" rather than "the United States of America". I could go on and on for more but I feel like what I wrote explains my interest in option 1 besides being from the south and wanting to see you write about the Great Swamps of Florida for obvious reasons.
 
Im really interested in the 3rd story it seems really unique. The 2nd is too generic while the 1st seems like another one of the the kind where the mc forces modern morals on the past and only plot magic allows it to go smoothly. I also prefer a setting less covered than north america and am looking foreward to your portrait of italy.
 
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So, my question is: which plot you like more? Which one, in your opinion, I should focus first? And why?

Ultimately, it's your choice.

My personal favorite would be the Italian scenario. That just sounds... completely humorous on so many level:
  • "See? It's democracy, you guys vote for it. Now you have to follow it through. Ah ah, no if, no but. Voting and election are sacred for democracy. What do you mean by abolish them? We are not some Americans."
  • "OK, what exact form of monarchy form are we talking about?"
  • It's Italian
  • Somehow, the girl is for her role. Ciaphus Cain-style
  • While it's not exactly Italy, I believe that post-WW2 Romanian King (?) was so competent and capable (of dissing the right wings), that even the communists also agree with "All hail the King"
 
1 is a workable, if a bit cliché, type of time travel story if you set aside my personal belief that a war of some type was inevitable when Bleeding Kansas came around.
I don't think 2 will work well but that may be my burnout with superhero stories talking.
3 is a very interesting concept just for the reactions alone. From the few remaining monarchists, to the politicians, to the common surprised Italians, to the nationalists, to the prospective monarch herself, it would be interesting to see how different people and groups attempts to adjust to or use the situation.
 
Idea 1, I definitely agree with ReluctntCrusader on it being cliche; however, it definitely is a somewhat exciting idea depending on how it's done.
Idea 2 may be something of interest to others or those not present in this discussion, but I don't find it interesting.
Idea 3, out of the three of them this actually is pretty interesting; it's definitely something that I would be interested in reading about just from the short blurb alone.
 
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