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CommissarMega posted:Agreed; at this point I'm just skimming over the game screenshots in favour of the text that accompanies it Seconding this. Chief Savage Man posted:And Sweden, Norway, Poland, Bohemia, White Ruthenia (Belarus), Hungary and Ukraine. Of these, Hungary and Ukraine are the most serious. Also see about making sure it gets archived at lparchive.org!
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https://timkel.ly/this-land-is-your-land/ I've put the Prologue and Act One up there, or everything up until the annexation of the USA. If anybody has any feedback on the site, I'd appreciate it so that I don't go through the work of Acts Two and Three when something is being messed up with how its done. I found a decent theme that shouldn't shrink the images or waste any space, and once everything updates, there should be links to previous and next chapters at the bottom of each page. Feel free to look at the rest of the site, since there's nothing there. It's actually surprisingly easy to post these on there, since I still have all the images organized in folders, I just have to highlight the bbcode for the image and drag the proper image on top of it in the editor and it replaces it easily. Then it's just a matter of hunting down the bolding and what not. csm141 fucked around with this message at 08:13 on Sep 3, 2016 |
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I'd say that the LP archive would also be a good option, as it's a pretty painless process to get an LP added there.
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Speaking of the archive, am I misremembering things or was there a Danubian Federation LP on this forum at some point?
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Lustful Man Hugs posted:Speaking of the archive, am I misremembering things or was there a Danubian Federation LP on this forum at some point? Yep, where the country took on a full-on hypercapitalist direction in the narrative. I can't remember who did the LP though.
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Drone posted:Yep, where the country took on a full-on hypercapitalist direction in the narrative. Yeah, I definitely remember that being a thing, but I can't for the life of me remember who did it.
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The best part was when the thread voted to throw down with Hungary and they capitulated- that or the hilarious clumsy translation of "Enterprise" into German.
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Kavak posted:The best part was when the thread voted to throw down with Hungary and they capitulated- that or the hilarious clumsy translation of "Enterprise" into German. I swear that's something like a 5% likelihood. Hungary backing down and agreeing to stay as the junior partner in the Austro-Hungarian empire is bananas.
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Chapter Twenty Three: The Last Sultan (Turkey: September 7 - October 25, 1943) Major Erik Vogt had worked very hard and put in a lot of years to make it to this level. He was the lead military attaché for the German Army in the Ottoman Empire, an important position that would surely give him an opportunity to prove himself and make progress towards a colonelcy, then a generalship. That was the plan in 1941, when the future of the German Army officer corps was something worth worrying about. In 1942, with the future of the German nation in doubt, not many of his superiors were concerned with succession planning. His father-in-law made his situation worse when he attempted to flee Germany for Finland. He stole an array of technical documents from the airplane factory he was part owner of, with the intent to hand them over to the Finnish military in exchange for asylum. If the Germans had known about this, it would have been an enormous scandal, and Erik’s career would have been over. The Germans did not know about it, they thought that his father in law had been kidnapped. He used to frequently get messages from Berlin updating him on the investigation into his disappearance. Now that the Germans had lost Saarbrücken, the site of the factory, the investigation was ruled inconclusive and forgotten. Not that he needed anybody to tell him who took his father-in-law. He already knew. A few months after the war began, he was approached by a mysterious Turkish man, who notified him that his father in law was in British custody. His father-in-law’s Finnish contacts who were supposed to transport him to Helsinki delivered him to a British Intelligence base in that most famous of wartime espionage hubs: Amsterdam. Whether the Finns were paid off or coerced in some way he didn’t know. At any rate, the deal the stranger offered was simple. If he acted as a British agent, they would organize passage to America for his whole family. If he didn’t, they would send his father-in-law back to Germany with the evidence of his treason, and his family would be ruined. He was given two days to decide.  He eventually decided to cooperate, with the justification that even if he tried to help the Ottomans in good faith, it wouldn’t make any difference. Feeding the Ottomans bad information wouldn’t matter if they weren’t even capable of putting good information to proper use. And God knows they couldn’t.  After the catastrophe at the canal, Erik convinced his handler to give him accurate information about American positions in Syria to bolster the Ottomans’ confidence in him. This occurred after he had proven that the Ottomans couldn’t actually do anything with good information in their current state. It was after this point that Erik began hearing a lot more of “I told you the Major was right!” while the generals were bickering in the war room.  The defeat at the canal had proven to be such a shock to the Ottoman Empire that it now found itself incapable of mounting any kind of meaningful resistance. The Arab territories had been overrun by the Americans, and what forces the Empire could muster were so undersupplied and demoralized that they were swept away without much trouble, even when they outnumbered the Americans.  And so Erik’s situation became easier to manage. Before the canal, he was on uneasy terrain, his handlers wouldn’t give him accurate information, and he was expected by the High Command to deliver the intelligence they gave him to the proper people, who also didn’t trust him. Then, he was trying to confuse the efforts of the Empire to repel the coming attack. Now, the confusion had run far past anybody’s ability to stop it.  However, the fact that he hadn’t been pulled out yet meant that the British must have still had plans for him. The Ottoman state was so porous and inept in its current state of collapse that they didn’t need him in Istanbul to know where the enemy was. They already knew what the state was up to, they knew where all the major players were and knew the details of their petty schemes against one another. About a month before everything hit the fan, his handler informed him he was going to have company. First his handler sent prostitutes to his quarters and commanded him to have sex with them, lest rumors go around about the strange German who hires prostitutes and then refuses what he paid for. This was a regrettable circumstance and Erik had to put his wife out of his mind on those nights. Only in the bizarre circumstances of this war could a man sincerely and honestly say that he was cheating on his wife for her sake. His lofty ambitions for his military career were all gone. A simple life with his family in Wisconsin or some such place seemed utopian relative to all of this. He had read the phrase “lie back and think of England” at one point. Now he was getting on top and thinking of New England.  Returning from a war council at the Sublime Porte one night, he waited and waited for his next awkward tryst. A young Turkish woman entered his quarters that night. She had a more serious look to her than any of the women before. “I’m not a whore.” “Pardon?” “You heard me. I’m the one you were told about.” The whole point of the prostitution ruse was that one “prostitute” would become his favorite and thus have an excuse to spend every night with him without anybody raising an eyebrow. In this misogynistic and patriarchal environment, men away from their wives were practically expected to partake in the “local fare”. In reality, this new woman was a veteran of underground Turkish socialist groups. Before the war, she was organizing strikes and dodging the police. Once the war began, she was recruited to spy and operate for the British. She gave her name as Yasemin. What her real name was, Erik would never know. Each night after that, she came and got intelligence from him then gave him his direction for the next day. That business usually took 20 minutes, then she would stay the night. She was always gone in the morning, delivering her information to the British, no doubt. The first night Erik relayed that the Pashas were convinced that their Armenian puppet state was about to pledge allegiance to the enemy. This information helped a number of known Armenian socialists and trade unionists get into hiding before the hammer came down on them. Those nights he felt good about ameliorating the chaos in some small way. Other nights he helped the Internationale locate various Ottoman officers and bureaucrats who would then wind up dead. He didn’t feel so good about that.  Yasemin seemed to only want to know the locations of as many important figures in Ottoman society as possible. Yasemin never had much to tell him in return, and so they found out quickly that they really did not like one another. They tried to play chess to pass the time, but Yasemin turned out to be a far superior player than Erik to the point where it wasn’t even enjoyable. She then began arriving with books to read, books he suspected she paid for with the money that had started to go missing from his things. He was hardly in a position to protest, so instead he began drinking in order to quiet his anxieties enough to get some precious hours of sleep. Erik could not stop thinking about something Yasemin said during their first few days together. She had walloped him for the third time in a row, and then said: “Your endgame needs work. And not just in chess.” It was true. Erik had become nothing but a pawn, hoping to God that his handlers were sincere in what they had promised him. He knew nothing about how he was going to navigate the imminent demise of the Empire. And he was fooling himself if he thought the British would bat an eye about sending him to be killed by a Pasha’s men, or if desperate Ottoman politicians wouldn’t have him shot merely on suspicion of being a part of a rival’s camp. The day of reckoning was coming, not just for the Empire, but for him as well.  He knew it was upon him when the news came to the war room at the Sublime Porte. A large American fleet had been spotted sailing north through the Aegean, towards a familiar destination. In a properly functioning government, somebody would have been prepared for this and began to make moves to counteract the invaders. In this decaying husk of a formerly glorious power, the generals began blaming one another.  By the time the shells began falling in Gallipoli, Istanbul had imploded. The underground socialist groups came out in force, whether because the news leaked out of the government, or because they were tipped off by people like Yasmine. The city was paralyzed, and everybody of importance was now planning their escape or their last stand.  This was not 1915 and there was nothing resembling the stiff resistance the Ottomans had put up once before. The troops who were supposed to man the fortifications had either abandoned their posts or been diverted to some other pointless front. The Americans simply walked ashore. In the hubbub, it was difficult to move around, lest some rebels decide to bag themselves a German. Yasmine no longer came at night and instead delivered her messages to him in the palace through a sympathetic harem girl. The Americans were expected to arrive in the city in just a few days, and the war room was now a barren place. The Sultan remained, and only a few loyalists stayed with him. The Pashas had departed to parts unknown, while Yasmine and her cohorts were endeavoring to abduct them. Erik was given the job of locating and “securing” the Sultan. The Internationale, in this time of war, always strived for a smooth transition. Rounding up anybody who could lead a counter-revolution and anybody who could be scapegoated for the problems of the needy and battered populace was probably on page 3 of the syndicalist handbook. The Sultan and the Pashas would be offered up on the altar of progress. Erik put this out of mind as he stole through the palace trying to find him. Finally, he heard two voices in a room and cracked the door open.  His Imperial Majesty the Commander of the Faithful on Earth, Caliph of the Faithful and the Servant of Mecca and Medina, Sovereign of the Imperial House of Osman Abdülmecid II was sitting next to an easel, painting a landscape of the Istanbul skyline. The constant machinations of his theoretical servants had clearly aged him, and now it seemed like the war would put him in the grave, whether through stress or hanging. The painting was about half done, the half of the sky painted so far looked dark and foreboding, with lightning storms that had fire poking through the gaps between the clouds, giving the whole sky a satanic red-orange glow. “We need to go.” The source of the voice was not visible, but Erik recognized it. It was the Sultan’s eldest son, Ömer. “Where to?” “I don’t know.”    Erik drew a deep breath. He would never be able to forgive himself if he traded the Sultan’s life for a trip to America. The Sultan had only ever been kind to him. He had to try and help him escape. He knocked on the door. “Yes?” “Major Vogt.” “Come in.” The both of them liked and respected Erik. His being a foreigner helped, as he would be a neutral party in the rivalries between the generals and viziers. If they had only known. “Your Majesty, I overheard your speaking. I just received intelligence from Berlin that I believe you’ll find of interest.” It was a white lie. Berlin hadn’t bothered to send him anything except a recommendation that he get to Odessa.  He continued. “The Americans are going to take over this city, Lesbos, Smyrna and Ankara in a matter of days. They’re coming from all directions.” “Except north.” “Yes.”  “Then it’s true. There really is no hope for the Empire. We ought to go to Odess-” Both the Sultan and his son looked past Erik towards the door. Erik turned around and saw Yasmine with a very nasty expression and a very nasty MP40 aimed in his direction. Which scared him more was hard to say. “I should have expected as much from a German. Very interesting information, yes, Your Majesty?” The last two words were delivered with condescension so thick it could probably stop a bullet from the submachine gun in her hands. “Major Vogt here didn’t tell you that he got it while working for us, did he?” The Sultan stood up from his stool and stared Yasmine down. If he was afraid, his eyes did not betray it. “And who is ‘us’?” “People who will put an end to your line if you don’t quiet down. The both of you do what I tell you and you’ll be fine.” She turned back to Erik. “All you had to do was follow our instructions and everything would have been fine, Erik. You did this to yourself…” Erik closed his eyes and waited for the inevitable. *CLICK* He opened his eyes and saw Yasmine staring at her gun with an expression of disbelief. While his eyes remained open, he has no memory of the few seconds after this. What he does remember is standing over top of Yasmine grasping the MP40 by the barrel and watching her claw at a gaping wound on her neck. A few seconds after that, she was dead.  He turned to face the Sultan. He muttered a few words about a change of heart and began slowly walking towards the door. “Major.” He turned back around. It was Ömer, kneeled over top of Yasmine. “Does the name Göktürk mean anything to you? There is an order here with that name signed to it.” “Could be her commander. I never knew his name.” “You have done us wrong, but in the end you did us a kindness, and so we will repay you. Go to this Göktürk and tell him that I shot this woman dead. I will find a way to corroborate such a story. All we ask in exchange is that you tell nobody of where we are going.” Erik’s ears were ringing but he heard enough to get the gist. “Yes… Yes, of course.” “Go now, Major. And peace be upon you.”  The whereabouts of the Last Sultan, a moniker that would grace many popular Turkish books in decades to come, are known up to the day before this incident by mainstream historians. In the midst of the score settling and street fighting of the few days before the Americans pacified the city, the world lost track of Abdülmecid II. The theories are bountiful. He left the palace and masqueraded as a beggar, his escape vessel sank with all hands in the Black Sea, he was kidnapped and “disappeared” by Transcaucasian agents, he died weeks before the landing at Gallipoli and the Pashas didn’t tell anybody for fear of stoking further chaos. Erik would bet that he set foot in Odessa at one point, but he definitely didn’t stay there, and where he went afterwards is as much a mystery to Erik as anybody else. After he closed the door on the Sultan and his son, he never saw either of them again. He went to his quarters and set them alight, hoping to destroy any evidence that a German was ever here. This was after he covered himself from head to toe in various garments from head to toe, covering any pale skin untanned by the Mediterranean sun and any trace of blond hair that would betray him. He arrived at the palace with a multitude of grand plans and as part of a grand procession, where the Ambassador and a few of Erik’s superiors were welcomed with all the pomp and circumstance one expects from a meeting of two Empires. He left the deserted palace in a ratty disguise in the middle of the night and with no plan whatsoever.  Dawn was breaking in Asia, and Europe was bathed in the rays of a Sun rising on a new Turkey. It revealed a city at its lowest point since 1453, the streets deserted, every door closed and every window barricaded, the dead lying abandoned in the street. Sporadic gunshots could be heard ringing out and as Erik walked east towards the water, he saw a few people peeking out their windows at him. The police and army were nowhere to be seen. As he turned a corner, the majestic Hagia Sophia came into view. A large crowd was assembled around it. Everybody was looking upwards towards one of the minarets. From where Erik was standing, the sun was directly behind it, and so it was impossible to make out what was happening. The crowd erupted in cheers and the sun was suddenly blocked by an enormous red and black banner being unfurled into the wind. It was official, the Empire was dead. And yet, against all odds, Erik wasn’t. As much as he wanted to kill every socialist in this square for what the British had tried to do to him, he couldn’t let the Internationale take away the few things they left him with. He was still alive and so was his family, at least as far he knew. And he still had hope: hope that Ömer and the British would do what they promised, a hope for a peaceful life, and a flicker of hope that this frightening new world may turn out to be alright. If he let himself be consumed by despair and a desire for suicidal heroism, then his enemies would have won a total victory over him. He adjusted his mask and turned back west. 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Okay, my boneheaded contest is over now! It was Gallipoli, of course. theblastizard got it right and gets a star. So far, Crowsbeak and KYOON GRIFFEY JR have planets and a few other people yet to be named have the ability to see into the future and will get planets as well.
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Man, I feel the need to post again and say I frigging love the writing.
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Thanks, I'm really trying to make the sections that are short on in game suspense long on narrative, and after the few 'turning points' of the war*, there really isn't much in the way of interesting large scale military events to go around which is why these have been taking longer. We're firmly in the stage of wrapping up the Pact, but there's still a lot of enemy territory and divisions to handle, so I'm going to try and have the next few updates cover a lot more ground than the norm since the attack on Germany in order to move things along. *Since I don't really offer up a comprehensive view of the war's progress, these would be: Operation Rocky because opening the second front in Austria really helped France get back from the precipice. It was touch and go and by the time they got the upper hand, their manpower situation was VERY bad. The Suez battle that created a true safe haven for us to operate in in the Mediterranean. A few naval battles between Britain and Germany that ended Germany's ability to interfere with us by sea. And most importantly, the French breakthroughs right after the invasion of Italy put the Germans in bad shape. Now what I really need is for KR for HoI4 to come out so I can get right into it. If not, this will probably take a break until it does, though I'll be working on Act 4 in the hopes of maintaining a good schedule.
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KYOON GRIFFEY JR posted:Iraq? I gave you credit for Iraq.
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Chief Savage Man posted:Now what I really need is for KR for HoI4 to come out so I can get right into it. If not, this will probably take a break until it does, though I'll be working on Act 4 in the hopes of maintaining a good schedule. I'm not part of the HoI IV team, but from what I can see that's going to be a while. They're piecing together things country by country, are still making tech teams, and a lot of stuff is not going to directly translate, especially politics. Stick with DH.
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Maybe I'll get into that later then. Speaking of, does anybody have a country they'd like to see in an intermission?
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Maybe Turkestan? Or Japan? One of the countries that gets to get really big and crazy on it's own.
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Lustful Man Hugs posted:Maybe Turkestan? Or Japan? One of the countries that gets to get really big and crazy on it's own. Is Turkestan the one that can make the Caliphate? If so, totally do that one.
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Turkestan seems like it would be very similar to Mongolia, a Central Asian land power that would go after pretty much everything that Mongolia got in that first one. Japan would be a lot of fun, particularly since Japan in the main game chose the isolationist path and thus we didn't see a lot of the potential for Japan. I almost am tempted to save Japan for HoI4 though since majors would probably be the first to be fleshed out and enjoyable to play I imagine.
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Chief Savage Man posted:Turkestan seems like it would be very similar to Mongolia, a Central Asian land power that would go after pretty much everything that Mongolia got in that first one. What about the German corporation in China, the Allgemeine Ostasiatische Gesellschaft? From what I've seen of them they have a lot of unique events and are somewhat difficulty at the start, but with a certain event path and conflicts they can dominate China. It's an East Asian focus but with a somewhat different and more difficult path than you get with Japan.
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Kavak posted:I'm not part of the HoI IV team, but from what I can see that's going to be a while. They're piecing together things country by country, are still making tech teams, and a lot of stuff is not going to directly translate, especially politics. Stick with DH. From the KR Discord server (theres a link to join it somewhere on the forums) Id say they're about a few months from Alpha v1. Which is to say the majors (and a random smattering of other countries) have most of their stuff ported over, I want to say theyre waiting for UoB and/or the Frances to be done before officially releasing. I say officially because theyre using github for version control and anyone can download it from there. Also would this be the appropriate thread to talk about HoI4 KR? Because I want to know what goons think of some of their design decisions, like having ten Ideologies.
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The general Paradox thread may be better but you won't hurt my feelings by talking about it in here. I haven't been following it so much yet and I'd be curious to know.
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Well what do you want to know about HoI4 KR? Here's a link to the discord server, which includes both DH and HoI4 development. And Ill link the HoI4 once I can find the link again, and heres the DH Github. And may as well copy the project status info, the name at the end is the dev who's working on it.: Map: - Borders: finished Selim - Nations: in work Selim - Cores/Claims: finished Selim Units: - OOB's for Majors: finished Kallar - OOB's for Minors: in work Kallar - New units: not started Kallar - Unit Balance: in work Kallar Focus Trees: - Majors in Europe: in work Kallar Phil552 - Minors: not started (Keeping generic for now) Noone so far - other Majors: not started No-one so far GFX: - Flags: finished Selim - Leaders: in work Selim - Ministers/Ideas: finished Selim - Event Pictures: not started No-one so far Ideas: - Political ideas: not started No-one so far - Country Ideas: not started No-one so far - Military Ideas: not started No-one so far Events: - Country Events: in work Kallar
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Communist Zombie posted:Because I want to know what goons think of some of their design decisions, like having ten Ideologies. This is something we at the DH team insisted on, I think. KR needs the full ideological spectrum (Though I guess Market and Social Liberal could be collapsed into one)- we have to have a way to split Syndicalist from Totalist, Authoritarian Democrat from Paternal Autocrat, etc.
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Kavak posted:This is something we at the DH team insisted on, I think. KR needs the full ideological spectrum (Though I guess Market and Social Liberal could be collapsed into one)- we have to have a way to split Syndicalist from Totalist, Authoritarian Democrat from Paternal Autocrat, etc. I just hope the alliance/factional system is flexible enough to accommodate it.
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OddObserver posted:I just hope the alliance/factional system is flexible enough to accommodate it. It is most definitely does not. They managed to kludge something together so that it wont fall apart immediately, but once war is declared if a country isnt the exact same 'ideology' they leave the faction/alliance. While I understand the desire to have each position on the ideological spectrum represented it has to be tempered with an understanding of the limits of the engine. Not to mention theres already system to group together ideologies so that anarchism, syndicalism, and totalism are all considered part of the Syndicalist ideology with the displayed party name being essentially the dominant faction, and the dominant one can be changed through events. Unless there are no triggers that are based on the sub ideology parties then I can see why they would try to kludge it the way they did.
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Communist Zombie posted:Unless there are no triggers that are based on the sub ideology parties then I can see why they would try to kludge it the way they did. I don't think there are yet. HoI IV's inflexibility has been a serious disappointment, but hopefully it'll change in the future.
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Chief Savage Man posted:Maybe I'll get into that later then. 
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Chief Savage Man posted:Maybe I'll get into that later then. Mexico, Canada, Centroamerica maybe? I'm interested in the New World minors
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Kavak posted:I don't think there are yet. HoI IV's inflexibility has been a serious disappointment, but hopefully it'll change in the future. Ah, drat. Now I wonder if it can be done through flags, elections are events and not entirely behind the curtain right? HoI4 is just one good politics DLC away from being great. Edit: Gonna second an interesting New World minor. Communist Zombie fucked around with this message at 04:08 on Oct 4, 2016 |
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Chief Savage Man posted:Maybe I'll get into that later then. Brazil or Japan would be pretty cool.
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Ethiopia.
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TheLovablePlutonis posted:AOG -> Republican China would be a really cool game. Seconding this. In my opinion China is one of the most interesting places in the world of Kaiserreich, is full of great factions and they're all well balanced.
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AOG would own. Democratic Japan can be kinda cool too. I'd like to see one of the Nordic countries too, or Brazil/La Plata/Colombia.
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I'm gonna ultimately go with either Japan or the RoC.
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I haven't found RoC games to be all that interesting, to be honest, and he already did Red India which although is syndie rather than capitalist ends up being a pretty similar game to me (land war land war land war). Japan is more unique.
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