The World Spins Madly On - An Alternate History Timeline

"Woke up and wished that I was dead
With an aching in my head
I lay motionless in bed
The night is here and the day is gone
And the world spins madly on"
~"World Spins Madly On" by the Weepies

Alright folks, time for the first official timeline to be done here by your pal Xanthoc. A good friend (who does not have an account on here) and I have decided to write out own timeline instead of just gawking at everyone else's. Now again, this is our first TL, so be lenient, but we're open to (constructive) criticism.

Now we would like to give a shout out to Napoleon53, whose amazing timelines (Namely What Madness Is This? and American King Take II) finally inspired us to get off our butts and try this ourselves.

With the pleasantries out of the way, time to give some basic information; the PODs for this are various minor ones mainly clustered in the 1600's and 1700's. We won't reveal the main one (or at least first main one) right away, but it is coming soon. We will be doing this timeline in a series of exerts from various 'historical' and 'scientific' books and databases, as well as travel guides and even adverts. Now there may be somethings that aren't in chronological order; rather important things will come out until the main starting events of the TL are presented, and then we'll move on from there as chronologically as possible.

To start us off here will be a nice little exert about one important area in this TL: Britain!
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Annals of Alba, Modern Generation Ver. II
Vol. III: The Rise to Glory

Chapter 2: The Black Prince of Scotland

This Chapter will be dedicated to the Black Prince of Scotland, informing of his life and major events in history to which he contributed, as well as including notes on origins of common phrases deriving from this time period.

The Black Prince of Scotland, known at birth as William MacDeven, had humble origins. Born in Edinburgh in 1668, young William was a gentle boy. To most he was but a common boy from a common family. But they did hold a secret: his great great great grandmother had been a lover of the Black Prince of Wales. Her son had been born in secret, the Prince unaware of his birth; however, the family, while telling no one, had passed down from child to child their lineage. And so William knew that he had English blood -- Royal English blood -- in his veins, but it was Scotland that burned in his heart.

The English Civil War had ended in full, the Commonwealth and Protectorate done away with, but militant groups still roamed the countryside for over a decade later. In Scotland, Charles II had done little to fully quell these groups, and so when a small army of raiders came to Edinburgh, many blamed the King’s lack of action. William’s sister, youngest brother, and father were all massacred as they had been out in harvest when the raiders came. William himself had snuck off to the market, shirking his duties, to meet the young Madeleine Taylor, whom would become his wife, and so he was not ambushed like the rest of his family. His eldest brother had died in service to the Royal Navy, and his mother giving birth to his sister, and with the attack, William became the last of his immediate family. In his later years, he often expressed guilt of having survived by pure luck, laziness, and lust. At age 16, being amongst those to blame the inaction of the King for the violence, William gained a fire in his soul against England, noted by a soldier in a pub saying, “A Scott in the Crown, An Englishmen on the Throne.”

Along with Madeleine, whose family’s farm had been burned in the raid, William relocated to Glasgow to stay with his Aunt and cousin, James. James and William were only a few years apart, and soon developed a rivalry as James not only found himself smitten with Madeleine, but himself was a staunch supporter of the Crown. Madeleine would eventually marry William in 1689, ending some tension between the two as James respected their union. However, both before and after the marriage, thanks to politics, the two often brawled, but never shared true animosity. James is actually the originator of the common phrase “Like Fist to Nose” when discussing the closeness of a friendship, coming from the original quote, “Will and I were friends like a Fist to a Nose; always close and in contact, no matter how painful.”

Under James II & VII, William’s anger at the Crown lessened, though did not diminish by any large degree. An opponent of the Glorious Revolution, it would be under Protestants William III & II and Mary II that the future Black Prince began to thrash about as a rebel. The Clash of Two Williams occurred when William joined a local militia, eventually becoming its leader after the original died from a fever, and started a campaign against the crown to elevate Scotland to “true equal status to the Anglo-Saxon Kingdom.”
When Queen Anne took the throne, William decided to “begin the greatest of ironies” by embracing his English heritage, publically speaking of his ancestor being the Black Prince of Wales, and started styling himself as the Black Prince of Scotland. Queen Anne would take little notice of him and his antics. That is until 1705 when the Black Prince began an assault on Carlisle, taking the city via innovative stealth tactics, a spy network within, and one of the best sharpshooters to grace the land; Cullen O’Neil, an Irishmen who could supposedly hit the eye of a swallow from 50 meters blindfolded. This tale is where the sports phrase “Hitting Birdies in the Dark” comes from, often used to describe a seemingly impossible play succeeding.

After taking Carlisle, the Black prince had large solid black flags flown over the castle and town road entrances. Referring to a situation as a “Prince and Banner” when a person performs an action that seemingly reiterates something infamous about said person, derives from this (as the Black Prince put a Black Banner over the town). Queen Anne deployed a series of troops in various waves to retake Carlisle, but the kind and fair treatment of the Prince’s forces to villagers had made getting local support more difficult than intended. Having a solid defensible position, the English soldiers would be unable to reconquer the area. Soon other cities were taken, going from Carlisle to Leicester and in 1708 the Black Prince took the largest force yet mustered in the conflict on English soil (no solid number is known; estimates range from 50,000 to over 700,000) and marched to the capital. He demanded equal rights for Scotland, and the recreation of the Kingdom of Wales, a cause for which he had received numerous volunteers throughout the conflict. Queen Anne, having already had plans to unify the Kingdoms, and forced to surrender after a Welsh servant revealed themselves to be a spy and held her at knifepoint, ceded to his demands.

In 1709, the Incorporated Kingdoms of Greater Britain was founded. Scotland and England were made equivalent powers toward each other, both having their own Parliament but being united under one monarch. Ireland and Wales were made into Unincorporated Kingdoms, eventually made generations later into Incorporated Duchies, with the Duchy of Wales under English rule and the Duchy of Ireland under Scottish rule. The Black Prince of Scotland became the first Prince of Scotland in Greater Britain; the original title of the Prince of Wales was regressed into the Prince of England, with both Princes having equal claim to the throne, with the elder male of either side of the Royal Family or the first with an heir being the first in line. Ironically, there would not be a Scottish born monarch of the IKGB until 1831, as over the years the Prince of England would be born first, would be the first to have an heir, or the Prince of Scotland would die before ascending. “Early to War, Late to Rule” is a common jibe at any hotheaded Scot.

William the Equalist, as the Black Prince was lastly known, would die of accidental food poisoning in 1710 with no heirs, and his wife Madeleine would eventually marry his appointed successor, his cousin James. James, still a loyalist after so many years of close friendship to William, interfered little with the affairs of Queen Anne, and the Scottish Parliament followed suit, not wishing to lose what had just been gained. And so ends the tale of the Black Prince, William MacDeven, William the Equalist, Hero of Scotland. Glory to the Mane of the Lion.


Flag of the Incoporated Kingdoms of Greater Britain:
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Map of the IKGB at inception (New World lands not shown):
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Hey Xanthoc.....this seems pretty promising, TBH. Any plans on the Americas yet, by the way? :)

Oh we have plenty, though we're still working on some things for Europe. Really the American Revolution is going to take a while to get fully established. But to tease a bit, you remember that little thing in OTL? The French Revolution? Really in comparison to what we have planned, it might look like a humanitarian peace effort.
 
Nearly have the next post ready (a bit of short one again, ha) and this one will be lightly covering the events occuring in Europe in early 1700's. Really it'll be just one document again, but there will be a follow up post shortly following it that will go into detail a lot more.
 
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Duchy of Wales? Try Principality, that has far more history behind it. Even if Scotland and England are principalities, if the Welsh lose the Princedom and is forced to have just a 'Duke', a title so lowly to them, there'll be trouble.
 
Duchy of Wales? Try Principality, that has far more history behind it. Even if Scotland and England are principalities, if the Welsh lose the Princedom and is forced to have just a 'Duke', a title so lowly to them, there'll be trouble.

That's the idea ;)
But to clarify I present the following document of this world (Note: This isn't the post I mentioned earlier, that's still coming):


"Your Royal Majesty, Queen Henrietta I of the House of Stuart of the Incorporated Kingdoms of Greater Britain,

I wish upon you a long and mighty reign over your dominions. My name is Frederick Koller, and though I may be of Austrian heritage, know that my wishes are sincere. I have spent years in this country, I watched as you have masterfully dealt with an increasing problem in your land; the Welsh Threat. I have observed the Welshman to be an implacable being. Years ago, the Welsh rallied behind William the Equalist to be recreated as a separate entity from the mighty Kingdom of England. And yet when they were granted this, they demanded more. Their Prince married into your line* in order to bring them greater recognition as an equal to England, and still they were not satisfied. They accuse you of stealing away the 'Welsh throne', as they seem to think they can call it. And now they fight against you. Riots along the border, officials mugged and killed, flags and symbols burned in townsquares. The Welsh, like a gluttonous beast, demand more.

Take heart, fair lady. You are not the first to face such an issue. When my home country was promised the lands of Bavaria upon their leader's death, many Bavarians were uneasy. When their Elector did die not two years later, they accused great Austria of treachery. We tried placating them with titles and positions in court, but they always wanted more. Just as the Welsh do now. Austria answered swiftly, in a way Greater Britain must do in facsimile; we removed the power and freedom we had given them, reducing them to be but one step away from being an Austrian province. I know you have been criticized for claiming the Welsh should have never left England, a thing your enemies are always quick to recite, but I believe you are right. All the death and pain the Welsh Threat has brought would not have occurred had they been an equal part of England. Had they stayed, they would have become treated as any other part of the Kingdom, and prospered.

So I say to you, noble and beautiful Queen Henrietta, go forth and vanquish the Welsh Threat. But do not let them regain their strength, do not try to hush them with gifts. Instead show them the consequences of their actions. Remove from them the freedom they take for granted.

A Humble Visitor and Ally,
Frederick Koller, Scholar and Diplomat"​

The infamous "Welsh Threat" Letter, which many historians believe to be the cause of degradation of Wales from Unincorporated Kingdom** to an Incorporated Duchy***, falling under the true rule of the English Royalty. When Irish insurgents tried their own bid for greater autonomy, the Scottish would do the same to them.

~"The Grass We Barely Know; A Look Into the History of the World", Copyright 1986, National Library of Beringia

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*After about two generations following the IKGB's foundation, the Princes of Ireland and Wales were married into the lines of Scotland and England respectively, making any child of their line a part of the Royal Family.

**'Unincorporated Kingdoms' have a Prince (read: Puppet) that answers to the King of Greater Britain and no true parliament of their own.

***'Incorporated Duchies' have a Duke of the line of the one half of the Royal British Family. While having their own parliament, the Duke may reject any action they attempt, as may the King of Greater Britain.
 
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Treaty of Andorra La Vella

Treaty of Andorra La Vella (Abridged) 1717

Section 1: Concerning the Throne of Spain
Article A: His Majesty, Charles the Third shall become King of Spain and Her External territories both in Europe and Across the Seas.
Article B: Philip of Anjou and the House of Bourbon shall no longer hold any Claim to the The Throne of Spain.
Article C: Charles the Third of Spain, upon Emperor Leopold’s death, shall inherit all Spanish Habsburg and all Austrian Habsburg lands in Europe and Across the Seas as Holy Roman Emperor.
Section 2: Concerning the New World lands of France and Greater Britain
Article A: The Kingdom of France does relinquish all hold and claim to all lands south of the St. Lawrence River and east of Louisiana, and transfers said claims and holdings to the Incorporated Kingdoms of Greater Britain.
Article B: The Incorporated Kingdoms of Greater Britain do recognize the colonial region of Quebec to be under the ownership of the French Crown, establishing a border along the St. Lawrence River, the Kawartha Lakes, and the Eightieth Meridian.
Section 3: Concerning the Lands of Europe and Spoils of War
Article A: The Kingdom of Spain awards to the Archduchy of Austria the Duchy of Milan.
Article B: The Kingdom of Spain awards to the United Provinces of the Netherlands unlimited trade rights in Spanish ports.
Article C: The Kingdom of Spain awards to the United Provinces of the Netherlands the region of Flanders.
Article D: The Kingdom of Spain does hereby sign a pact of defense and alliance with the United Provinces of the Netherlands, the Archduchy of Austria, and the Incorporated Kingdoms of Greater Britain.
Article E: The Crown of the Electorate of Bavaria will fall under the Crown of the Archduchy of Austria upon Elector Maximilian the Second Emanuel’s death.
Article F: The Kingdom of France shall cede the region of French Catalonia and the French Basque Country to the Kingdom of Spain.
Article G: The Kingdom of France shall pay reparations to all members of the Grand Alliance.
Section 3: To our Gracious Hosts
Article A: The Principality of Andorra La Vella shall henceforth and forevermore remain a Free and Sovereign Nation
Article B: Andorra La Vella will be free to use Spanish and French ports at it's whim to conduct trade and relations with other powers.
Article C: Andorra La Vella shall be under the protection of the Grand Alliance whenever its sovereignty is violated.

Hey guys I'm new to AlternateHistory.com. I am Xanthoc's friend and partner in this, our mighty endeavor.
To clarify, This treaty ends the war of Spanish Succession which began in 1703 and ended in 1717. ITL, Charles VI of Austria takes the Spanish throne with help from England (later the IKGB, they had to step out of the war to take care of civil matters), the Dutch, and Holy Roman assistance. The peace talks are held in neutral Andorra, a small independent principality on the border between France and Spain. The entire country is mobilized to prepare and all participating parties are wowed at the grader the tiny country is able to muster.
If I missed anything Xanthoc, please let me know. Enjoy.
(P.S. This is said document referenced earlier)
 
To add on;

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The Spanish Success
A Thesis by Robert Crawford, University of Salem

One may call the War of Spanish Succession one of the most influential events in history and face little opposition. That being said, the events occurring in the midst of that war are perhaps even important and must be observed. The following is a quick description of key event, and more in-depth analysis can be found in subsequent pages.

The first issue concerning the War of Spanish Succession and its outcome, is most certainly the one of its most hectic for the Spanish. In 1706 after unrest increased at the failed Danube Campaign at the death of the Duke of Marlborough by raiders, the Kingdoms of England and Scotland essentially pulled back on most military action on the war. The uprising of the Black Prince of Scotland had lead to numerous mutinies of Scottish and Welsh crewmen and soldiers in the English Army and Navy. While the English Channel remained guarded, many realized that the English were essentially out of the war until further notice. This news had not reached their colonies, however, as the armies there proceeded to invade and occupy Acadia and parts of Quebec, simply refusing to leave while the Army was "at rest". The Spanish naval prowess was significant, but without the English to back them, the French began to win major sea battles, causing mass demoralization. While this seemed a worse turn for the Grand Alliance, it would actually open the door for the true turning point in the war; the Dutch March on Normandy.

The United Provinces of the Netherlands had become the military juggernaut of the war after the English became neutralized. Panic and fear of a French invasion led to increased military volunteers, and when conscription was deployed nationwide, no one truly argued against it. The Dutch Army nearly doubled in size, and soon a series of victories in the Spanish Netherlands rallied the Alliance to take the offensive. The Dutch drove the French completely out of the Netherlands, be the Dutch or Spanish, and began incursions into France. Indeed, as one Spanish Officer put it while he was lying wounded on the battle field, "Death would have come, would he have not been outridden by the Hordes of Dutchmen that came to save we poor men." While the March on Normandy never actually reached its namesake destination, the closeness of Alliance forces to Paris made the French uncomfortable, especially once those forces were stuck but miles away as French Kingdom entered its own issues of succession.

1712, two things happened that would truly decide the war. Not only had the English, or rather the British, reactivated their forces in the war, but King Louis XIV of France died. Riding his horse for a simple stroll, the King fell and cracked his head on a rock, killing him nearly instantly. Grand Dauphin Louis became King Louis XV, but his first act of sending a portion of the Parisian garrison to try and kick out the Dutch, only to have every last man killed, made many doubt his leadership. The worst issue, however, was the Philippe-Charles, the younger and only other living brother of the new King, wanted the throne for himself. But to do so, he would need an ally that would also give him popularity in the war effort. So it was that he looked to the House of Ivrea in Burgundy, striking an illicit deal; the Burgundians were suffering from a recent outbreak of disease, of which the Holy Roman Empire was happy to ignore. In exchange for unification of the Duchy and County of Burgundy into France, but the elevation of House of Ivrea as its rulers. With their aid, Philippe-Charles was able to use mercenaries dressed in Holy Roman uniform to kill his brother, whom Philippe then had killed before they could reveal who they really were. As King Philippe VII, the man would try to pull France out of the war, failing because of lack of popular support, inadvertently leading to the final decisive event in the War of Spanish Succession.

The Conquest of Bavaria in 1715 was quick and clean. Bavaria had struggled to stay in the war, and often used bribery to keep their borders safe, paying Austrian and Holy Roman troops off so they would stay away from major Bavarian cities. But, following the death of the Louis XIV in France, Austria moved in to strike at the South German nation. The Army flooded in, burning any village they came to, and soon the Bavarian government officially surrendered to the Archduke.

While the French would fight on for two more years, eventually the leaders of the conflicting nations would meet in the neutral country of Andorra, drafting and signing a treaty."

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Signing of the Treaty of Andorra La Vella

Europe and North America before the War:
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Europe and North America after the War:
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Good start.

One request: Don't make this as dystopic as What Madness is This?

I don't think that can be topped.
 
Good start.

One request: Don't make this as dystopic as What Madness is This?

I don't think that can be topped.

Well we already have plenty of dystopic ideas planned, though we will be going a little less 'everyone is crazy there is no safehaven' as WMIT.

Trust me, I don't think anything can top Napoleon's TL.

What we have is more of...things that to us are a dystopia but work rather utopic-ly. Like if the Nazis actually succeeded in creating an economically secure, no-crime, no-poverty, no-disease state.

And we do plan for a semi-happy ending. I hope that's all alright; really when we started planning this, being inspired by What Madness Is This resulted in us deciding to just come up with the strangest concepts we could. We'll be having our own group trying to be 'the Fittest', but we won't be having anyone nearly as awesomely evil as Chuckie Oswald leading them
 
Veni, Vidi, Vici: The Story of My Life
By Former Augustus Thomas Jefferson


"For much of my youth, I had interest in things of the mind. Writing, Philosophy, Politics, these were the things that held my gaze. But my father wished for me to become involved with the "realms of reality" as he had. My grandfather and namesake had served (albeit via draft) in the War of Spanish Succession, and had encouraged my father to apply his passions in service to his country. At first a simple scout, my father would serve as a surveyor and cartographer for the army, and became a well-known and wealthy man. So it was that wished for me to do as he had.

"While my mother discouraged him from forcing service upon me, I had been taught the basics of cartography and survey, but I always lacked true interest, preferring to spend time day-dreaming when I was supposed to be sketching out the land of our plantation. It would be from there my father and I would gain an animosity toward each other. I began to hate his "mapping chores" and he began assign me them more often. It would be during these begrudging sessions that I began to interact with and befriend the slaves of my family's land. I learned that they too had the same thoughts and wants and needs as any men, and it was at this time that my first thoughts on the abolishment of slavery arose. I began demanding that my father free and hire our slaves as workers, or at the least give them a meager salary. He refused; partly out of economics, as payment of our slaves would force him to have to recalculate all our monetary concerns, and partly out of a mere want to conflict with me.

"But perhaps Persephone was the final straw in the relationship between my father and I. Persephone was the aptly named daughter of the slaves Zeus, who died when I was young, and Ceres, who would become like a second mother to me. Persephone and I were close as children, and I, in secret, taught her to read and write. While there was little time for her and I to mingle during the harvest, in the months of late Autumn and near all of Winter, she and I spent much of our time in the other's company. I have no shame in saying that overtime we had fallen in love.
In my fifteenth year on Earth, and her sixteenth, we discovered that she had become with child, and I was the presumed sire. I was ecstatic; I was practically a man in my own right, and father had always been fond of Persephone. I deluded myself into thinking he may free her and consent to a marriage. But when we revealed her pregnancy to him, he grew angry. I was barred from seeing Persephone for the course of the pregnancy, and my child was slain upon its birth. I was never told its sex, but in my dreams, dreams of a more utopian world, I see myself with a daughter in my arms. Back to the topic at hand, Persephone was sold off to a plantation in Carolina, and I later learned that she was killed trying to escape to freedom. My inquiry amongst slaves that knew her years later revealed that she often spoke of me, and of escaping and finding me again. I do mark the day of her selling, and thus her essential death in my life, as the death of my love for much of mankind. My father had me shipped to Boston then, to train as an officer in Boston Royal Military Academy. Peter Jefferson, whom I had stopped calling father, died a year later. My mother remarried to a man called Jonathan Cromwell, whom I never never knew well, but whose son Alexander I would treat as my own brother. My mother, Cromwell, and my sister Jane, who had such a nature that many said she ought to have been named Jack, maintained our homestead and my other siblings were taken care of, so I decided to continue my enrollment at the academy, as a way to honor the man I once called father.

"In Boston, I learned much. My skills as a writer increased as I joined a small group of cadets assigned with the task of producing pamphlets for recruitment in the colonies. Here I would meet a dear friend, at the time known as Ensign John Adams. We were acquaintances for a time before our friendship bloomed during my second year at the academy. John was eight years my senior, but he had enrolled but a year earlier than I, after losing a good deal of finances thanks to an illicit gambling ring. His business ran itself into the ground, so he enrolled in Boston. John and I both had political opinions that many saw as unpopular. In each other we found kindred rebel spirits, though it took his to truly bring mine out. However, no coterie of miscreants is set without a third. That would be a man whom I saw as my mentor, my commanding officer, William Franklin.

"William and I were much alike, always with our minds in the clouds, though he often clashed with John when he joined our political discussions. William was often a radical, discussing concepts such as conquest of the French territories and independence, while John often argued for peace and autonomy. Eventually I grew to like William's ideas more, and for a time John began to drift away from our small group.

"We would all be rekindled into friendship, however, following the New York Jury Riots. The trial of local, well-liked merchant was the true origin; he had been accused of selling ammunition to French insurgents in Acadia, and while a jury of his peers had been assembled for a local trial, the man was suddenly shipped off to London, where he was found guilty and executed by quartering. An investigation by colonial authorities found little evidence to support the accusations of treason, and it was revealed that the merchant had slept with the governor's wife. People took to the streets, demanding the governor be removed from office as he had abused his power for revenge, killing an innocent man. The governor then had his home protected by a circle of military officers. Eventually the mob and soldiers would clash, and many would die. The riots lasted three days before the mob lynched the governor, and the people quieted down. Afterward, the mob's leaders were arrested and killed, and New York had increased military activity.

"This event brought John to William's side politically, as his brother Elihu had died during the riots, having moved to New York several years before. John was also a student of law, and profoundly appalled by the blatant twisting of the legal system. And we were not the only ones who felt anger toward the actions of the Crown; talk of independence went from idiocy to acceptable thought, and criticism of the nobility went from heresy to popular opinion. Eventually a small group had been formed in Boston, staging political protests, and who applauded the New York Jury Riots, as well as the subsequent Virginia and Pennsylvania Jury Riots. Soon the three of us—Thomas "Rubius" Jefferson, John "Johnnyboy" Adams, and William "Kite" Franklin—would join the organization known as the Brothers of Liberty.

"The Brothers gave us a place to find kindred thinkers, and a place to focus our spare time. As our service to the military came to a close, the Brotherhood was our entire lives. Protests, riots, muggings, even executions, I was a part of it all. During my time at the Academy, my readings switched from being of Plato and Plutarch, to being of Alexander the Great and Augustus Ceasar. The later, for obvious reasons, can be said to be who I fixated on most, but I digress. As time went by, I became a politician, and advocated for independence.

"I do not deny participation in the Great Boston Holocaust now that I am but a glorified old man. We in the Brotherhood, under the cloak of night, did run about the streets of Boston spreading gunpowder on the streets near 'Loyalist' houses. We rose the banner of the Brother of Liberty above the city square, and lit the powder ablaze. As planned, only the houses if British officials and Loyalists were destroyed, and this would truly begin the start of the war between the British and Americans.

"When the war started, I hesitated not in stepping forward as an open supporter of the revolutionaries. Because of this, I would become its face, for good and ill. I was young and daring, outspoken and sometimes violent, open-minded and determined. My ascension as Chancellor of the Continental Senate was predictable, if worrisome to a few of the less radical members. However, I knew an independent America was a concept too vague to be used properly in terms of something we could get focused support for. We needed an identity. We officially drafted the Articles of Foundation for our Republic, but an issue arose; the Southern colonies had become outraged at our stipulation of the abolishment of slavery. Eventually, after a physical altercation amongst the delegates, we realized would have to push on without the colonies South of Virginia. And so the Confederated Republics of Freedonia was still founded, and our first governmental act was to declare war upon the British.

"The battles were brutal and bloody. After fulfilling my term as Chancellor, I joined the Freedonian Army, and would fight alongside my old friend "Kite" Franklin. He and I became legends of sorts, and this was solidified on what is perhaps my most famous exploit. On September 11, 1769, I and several of my compatriots destroyed the city hall of Boston. During the Reclaiming of Boston, as known as the Final Battle for Freedom, it was surprisingly easy to get men planted within the garrisoned ranks. We had them plant gunpowder casks at various supports in the foundation. William and I, alongside twenty other men, rode in, dressed in British garb and on stolen British horses, pretending to be the remnants of a failed reinforcement. When they allowed entry, we charged. William went for the left of the building, and I the right, torches in hand as we lit the preset powder trails. I never rode faster in my life as we tried to get to safety.

"The ensuing explosion collapsed the building. The commanding officer, a man by the name of Edward Braddock, had made the building into a command center. He and his officers died inside, and this proved the end of the battle. His troops surrendered, and Boston was ours.

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The banner of the Confederated Republics of Freedonia.

"Without a proper foothold in our territories, the British tried to flee to Hudson Bay. My succeeding Chancellor, an agreeable fellow called Alexander Hamilton, ordered us to go into the French colony of Quebec, take control of the region, and weasel out any hiding British troops. Soon upon my arrival in Quebec, I realized its strategic importance. It would give our Republic a great boon in the field of trade ports, yes, but the defense from controlling the entrances to the Hudson Bay could not be understated. The French had the English Channel, and our Prussian allies were defending the coast from the traitorous Southern colonies, but the Bay was still unguarded British lands. Everyone knew that the French could not be trusted; their King had ascended through treachery, even if he thoroughly denied it, and his Burgundian tried to sink their teeth into anything and everything they could, be it business or politics, no matter the side. If they betrayed us, they would most certainly use Quebec as their main launch point for invasion and we needed to protect our infant republic. Considering these factors, I realized it would be best for us to take the colony for ourselves. I collaborated with my fellow officers and sent message back to Chancellor Hamilton. It was unsurprising when we heard that he agreed with our logic, and the Senate had already begun drafting a bill for the formal annexation of Quebec to our country.

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The political boundaries of the Confederation, with the 15 states of Vriginia, Maryland, Delaware, Pennsylvania, New York, New Hampshire, Vermont, Connecticut, Rhode Island, South Massachusetts, North Massachusetts, New Brunswick, New Scotland, Acadia Minor, and New Orkney. Also shown are the Labrador, Quebec, Southern Hudson, and Northern Ohio territories.

“At this point and time, the war with the British had fully come to a close. The French wanted to challenge our new claim on Quebec (or Kebeck as Franklin argued we should spell it; the man was always trying to push a new unique, Freedonian English even then), but the might of our newly constructed fleet, as well as our defensive pact with the Prussians, scared them back into their gardens. But while all had seemed safe and sound, our republic faced a new threat; internal politics. Our Confederation was pressed with an issues between our various member states; many of them had border disputes to be settled, pushed off by the British for a later date. Back and forth went the delegation, no one man, not even Hamilton, trying to stand as a moderator. It would be in the midst of these arguments that Hamilton’s three year Chancellorship was up. I placed myself forward as candidate once more, and had but one opponent; Benedict Arnold, one of our most brilliant generals, who politically opposed my ideas of a more federalized state, as well as ceding more power to a central system. The man spoke of the rights of member states, and of the lack of need for any true central government. I bested him by one saving grace; it was revealed that he had at one point in time thought of becoming a Loyalist, a fact that a close associate of mine brought to light after Arnold had once discussed the thought with him years prior. This small scandal earned me enough votes amongst the Senate and the urban population of our member states (as the countryside was still racked with far too much conflict to be organized for a vote) to grant me Chancellorship for a second run. At first I tried to resolve the border disputes, but found that the parties in question were simply implacable. Further, Arnold had rallied factions in their local governments (referring to themselves as ‘Arnoldians’ in his honor) to begin calling for the Senate to hand over more power to them, such as tax and even allowing them their own specialized currency. I had no true power to intervene, and the Senate allowed them to have their way. Within months mayhem ruled; the borders were constantly shifting, tax rates acting like the tide, and inter-state commerce was practically impossible. I knew it was time for change once shots had been fired between farmers whose land ran between the ever fluctuating New York-Pennsylvania border.

“The new document written, replacing the Articles of Foundation, was the Contract of the Republic, completely rewriting how our structures were done. My service in the military had shown me a strong leader and central leadership was the best way for a unit of free-thinking and skilled soldiers to work as a cohesive unit, maximizing our utilities. The member states were in chaos and desperate for peace and order, and so happily accepted what we presented. No longer were we fifteen separate states, but we were now but four Freedonian provinces.

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The new political organization of the Republic of Freedonia, with the four provinces of Virginia, Transylvania, New England, and New Celtland. Also shown are the three territories of Labrador, Kebeck, Avalon, and Charlotina

"While concept of a Republic and Democracy remained, as the people did still choose their Senators and leaders, but now much more was vested into that leader. We needed someone who could stand as a moderator and commander, a leader and a coordinator. Some said we were now but ‘voting for our Kings’, but they failed to understand that we were but choosing our best and brightest to become our Alpha, so to speak. That leader would no longer be our Chancellor, but instead would be referred to by the antiquated title of leadership, Augustus, and their second would claim the name of the greatest empire’s first great leader, Octavian. We would be the new Rome. I was once more put forward my name for election, with a William as my chosen Octavian, and Arnold’s political ally John Marshall ran against me, with a man named James Madison as his Octavian. Marshall and Madison were rational Arnoldians, recognizing the need for the government reforms, but they had other plans of reform that would reverse the careful planning we had done. Luckily, we had the financial backing of William's father, the esteemed inventor Benjamin Franklin, allowing us to put more funds toward making appearances and holding rallies and the like.

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The new flag chosen for the new Republic.

"As Augustus, I kept the promises I had made during my appearances and debates, and help ease in the new government over the four provinces, as well as the reconstruction of our new colony of Kebeck. Our nation flourished, and our cities grew. Our capital of Boston became a sprawling metropolis, and smaller towns became booming hubs of capital and commerce throughout our territories. Former slaves became our hardest workers, turning Virginia into a jungle of stone and steel monoliths. All moving closer to the dream of one day turning Freedonia into an Industrial Empire of Unity.

"Of my personal life following the Great Revolution, little occurred that would be considered ground-shaking. Taking a bit of advice from William's father, I married a woman by the name of Betty Washington, born a full decade prior to me, though her beauty shows it not. It is with great irony, that I learned that her late brother was the man who had actually saved the life of Edward Braddock before the Revolution. With her, I have raised four children; my eldest daughter, Persephone, my youngest son Aaron, my youngest daughter Ceres, and my eldest son, even if he is not so by blood, Alexander. My Augustucy lasted fifteen years, following three consecutive five year terms, and many hope Alexander will follow in my footsteps*, and if in the years following this autobiography that proves to be reality, with any of my line**, I say to you: Lead on. Lead this Glorious Nation to further Greatness. 'Til Freedom's Call is heard throughout the world, lead on, oh Trusted Augustus, lead on the Vigilant Freedonian People!"

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*Alexander Jefferson would one day become the fourth Augustus of the Republic of Freedonia, serving two terms.
**The mixed-race great grandson of Jefferson, Paladius Franklin, served as Octavian under Augustus Jackson.
 
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Now then, without further ado, I present; The French Revolution! Some things may be a little confusing (well really only one thing and that's the ideology mentioned. But it will be explained soon!)

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Global History
Chapter 7: A Brief History of France
Section 5: The Burgundian Era


As we saw in the previous chapter, the War of Spanish Succession raged on as France went through three monarchs. King Louis XIV died of a mere fall off his horse, while King Louis XV died from assassination. The third monarch was King Philippe VII, who used the war as a way of gaining popularity. However, once he saw the inevitable Spanish victory, he reversed his stance, becoming staunchly for pulling France out of the war. Ironically, the propaganda Philippe had spread to generate his own popularity, had made the general populace fervent to continue the fight against the Spanish. The King’s political turnaround had many accusing him of hypocrisy, and what little support he had quickly vanished as his old allies began to join the peasants in their attacks.

In 1731, King Philippe was overthrown. Enemies in his court had stirred up many into decrying him as a tyrant, though he in actuality was responsible for multiple efforts to rebuild infrastructure in smaller towns, and helping to create a well run postal and trade service. This service would come to be known as the French Exchange (French: l’Echange Français) as it expanded to operate in more countries, shortened to the French Ex. on English documents, leading to the colloquial name, by which it is known today, FrenEx. But, nonetheless, despite his attempts to better France, Philippe was deposed and later killed when he attempted to escape imprisonment. However, this brought forth a question that would later plague France for years; who would take the throne?

In fact, it would be those that helped Philippe gain power, the House of Ivrea, that would be the ones to spearhead the rebellion against him. Years ago, at the conclusion of the Franco-Dutch Wars, the Free County of Burgundy was nearly annexed into France, however, the death of a diplomat caused much unrest between the Burgundians and the French (recent investigation by Hominidologists shows that he was merely allergic to a spice in a meal he ate), and negotiations in Nijmegen were postponed for two months after accusations flung between ambassadors. Cooler heads prevailed, and eventually the Free County of Burgundy came under co-rule by France and the Holy Roman Empire, both to appease both parties, and in hopes that it would foster a longer peace between the two powers. This would prove pointless, as both groups eventually just began to ignore the region known as ‘Franche-Comté d’Bourgogne’, leaving it practically independent. As we move forward to the War of Spanish Succession, we see that the Holy Roman Empire began to claim Franche-Comté d’Bourgogne as solely under its control. That is until disease began to rack the province. The Holy Roman forces abandoned the area once more, and this would lead the ruling House of Ivrea to make a pact with Philippe to aid in the assassination of his brother. Although the French may have lost the war, they were ceded the county, as any lords, guards, soldiers, or merchants of the Holy Roman Empire were turned back by townsfolk, who claimed themselves to be citizens of France. Rather than deal with the possible backlash and revolt, the French were awarded the land.

The Ivreans, as history shows, would not be known for their loyalty. First they were Burgundian, then Italian, then Holy Roman subjects, then French subjects, and now they would become French rulers. The House of Ivrea as we know it descended from the youngest child and son of Count Renaud III, Renaud IV. Often found gambling and drinking, after the marriage of his sister to Holy Roman Emperor Frederick I, Renaud would fade into obscurity as he lost any true prominence in Burgundy, his habits losing him the fortune he had been awarded when he handed over the title of Count of Burgundy to Frederick. However, generations later, the House would come back into prominence by gaining the favour of Charles III. Following the Treaty of Nijmegen, the House of Ivrea was eventually able to make themselves the rulers of Franche-Comté d’Bourgogne under both the Holy Roman Empire and France. But the ‘fat Burgundian lions’, as they came to be called, always seemed to want more. Using their campaign as being ‘of the people’, claiming they swat of allegiance from Empire to France being driven by a want to better the people of Franche-Comté d’Bourgogne. This propaganda worked, and when the head of the family proclaimed himself King Conrad I of France, many were optimistic about the fate of the country.
Almost immediately, Conrad I began implementing reform throughout France; all of it for the benefit of his family. Under him and his son, Louis XVI (who took the name to try and recall the glory of the Sun King to himself), aristocratic privilege achieved an all time high. There were numerous revolts, all put down with large mercenary armies that the--now outrageously wealthy--nobles purchased in defence of the new monarchs and their appealing policies. The third ruler of the House of Ivrea, Queen Adèle, would try to revert some of her father’s and grandfather’s acts, but she would die of disease rather young, her son Conrad II would assume the throne. At this point and time, the ‘Great’ Freedonian Revolution took place, and the French, along side the Prussians, would supply the rebels with ships, soldiers, and weapons. However, when the Freedonians officially declared the French greater colony of Quebec as their own, the once supportive French people, hoping that a successful democratic state might aid them in revolt against the aristocrats, began demanding that the colony be taken back. Conrad II earned his title ‘the Craven’ when he sent only hollow threats to the Freedonians. The Prussians had signed a military agreement with the new nation, and Conrad did not believe the French Army would be successful in war, as the ridiculous taxation and overspending had left the Army in a poor state, and its best had been sent off to Freedonia, in hopes of presenting France as a strong military power. After a majority of those best died from various blunders by either the untrained Freedonian militia, or by the equally untrained French soldiers that were sent, the bluff couldn’t be kept up. King Conrad II was actually making a smart, if unpopular, move, but it proved the last nail in the coffin of the Burgundian Era.

The spread of the Plebeian’s Destiny can largely be attributed to Conrad II’s decision to have soldiers seize the pamphlets and toss them out, but he neglected to order the destruction of printing presses that created copies or to have the tossed pamphlets thoroughly destroyed, believing that, while the pamphlet was dangerous, there was no way any large number of people would believe in it. While this would seem an easily rectified mistake, Conrad’s constant paranoia of being attacked or assassinated ensured that he very rarely gave any sort of order or edict unless an officer or member of his court approached him directly in his chambers (where he usually shouted at them before even hearing them speak). Because of this, the numerous homeless and poor of France got hold of the parchment. Omni-plebeianism spread like wildfire, and soon it reached everyone; farmers openly talked of revolt in taverns, soldiers quietly agreed with them at their posts, and low-ranking priests cheered beneath the churches.

Upon the death of Conrad II in 1814, and the ascension of his son as King Benoît I, on June 22, 1797, revolution broke out. “Liberté! Unité!” people cried out in streets. “Égalité!” rang from every roof, followed by always by “Vérité!” And finally, when the last fort was taken, when the French Syndicate of the Common Man was founded, the people cried “Fierté!”

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"France has fallen to Omni-plebeians. Avoid entry until talk begins with their government. Unstable. Open to neighbor invasion. House of Ivrea has fled to New Orleans. French American holdings open to invasion. New Orleans poorly defended. Bourbons returned out of hiding. Declared themselves true rulers of France. Situated in Algeria. Recommend negotiations, possible aid in reclamation of France. Men have infiltrated French Ex. Will get out safely."
-Message between Freedonian spy ring to Augustus William Harrison, written in cipher

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Flag of France under the House of Ivrea

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Flag of Omni-plebeian France (AKA: The French Syndicate of the Common Man)

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Map of the areas controlled by the 3 Factions of France:

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Excerpts from...
The Plebeian’s Destiny: A Manifesto of the Fate of the Common Man as Decreed by Providence
By Vincenzo Pecci

"A phantom is haunting the World--the phantom of the Plebeian. The Powers of this Realm recognize that phantom to be a Power in its own right. They have rallied together, in a most Unholy Alliance, in secret to ensure that the cries of the Plebeian are never heard by his descendants. To ensure that the People, the Common Men, do never take arms to truly repeal the pseudo-Divinity of their 'Masters'. This Alliance, of Kings and Cardinals, of Princes and Pontifs, must be known by their True Name, the name of the Natural Enemy of the Plebeian; Patricians."

"I, Bishop Vincenzo Gioacchino Raffaele Luigi Pecci, have seen first hand the corruption of both the Church and of Monarchs. I was meant to travel to Belgium as Nuncio for the Holy See. Upon my journey, while in the middle of France, an incident did befall me; I ventured from town to the Outskirts of the Wilderness for a moment of Exposition and Meditation. A storm then struck. The rain was heavy, and I slipped and fell as I attempted to stumbled back to whence I had come. The fall was harsh and disorienting, and I soon fell into Unconscious.

"When I awoke, I was on a farm having been found by its owners. I saw their starvation. They, farmers, harvesters of crops and raisers of animals, were starving not from drought or plague or swarms, but from taxation. From tyranny. And I knew that their grain went not just toward the castles but also the churches. Surely then, I thought so naively, the lords and priests must not truly know of this plight. After thanking my Caretakers, I returned to the town, and made good on my word. I spoke to the priests, and asked them to give to the starving farmers. I was pulled aside then and told they could not give to one family, or the others would demand their share. I asked why they could not receive their share. They said that doing so would make it so grain would be given to even those who do not need it, as people would come to expect it. I consented to said thought and asked then that those who need grain perform a deed for the church, or give a good they themselves produce. At this point I was bluntly told that I, a soon to be cardinal, must learn to forget the suffering of peasants, for I had much greater things to worry about.

"I was confused. Are we not taught to be charitable? To care for all of God's children? That to do unto even the least significant of men is to do unto Christ himself? These questions filled my mind as my journey continued. I made it a point then, to visit the poor of the towns and ask of their condition. It was always the same. France, Belgium, Holland, England, Rome. Everywhere I traveled, as both Nuncio and Cardinal, it was all the same. Speaking to my fellows in the Catholic Hierarchy, I found few men of similar thought as mine. But sometimes I would speak to the monks and priests of the townsfolk, and found many who wished their superiors would allow them to help. And then my message came.

"I was in my bed then, and suddenly an apparition seemed to formed in front of my own eyes. It proclaimed itself an Angel of the Lord, and it told me that my most personal thoughts were correct; the Church had fallen to corruption and greed, as had all the governments of man. I was lifted up then, and taken to the dining room. There upon the table were four plates, made of gold. I looked into them, and was shown images. In the first were images of today, of starving commoners. In the second I was shown the lands of the Roman Empire, and saw the commoner, the plebeians, revolting and fighting for their due. In the third I watched Rome crumble, not from age, but from a reversal of time, the bricks being taken down as I saw the land before the Empire. I saw men standing as equals, regardless of upbringing, all of them 'plebeians'. I realized what I was being shown; in the time before corruption, we were all plebeians, all of us commoners and Common Men, equal brothers in arms. I then looked upon the fourth plate. I was shown the future. I was shown the Common Man uprising to proclaim a most glorious nation of workers, soldiers, and priests, each working together to better each other. Gold was pointless, except as a placeholder for larger items, or as jewelry and decoration. It was a paradise, I realized. A paradise that must become reality."

"The Common Man has Five Wants. They are Liberty, Unity, Equality, Truth, and Pride. He wants Liberty, Freedom for himself and kin. He wants Unity with his Neighbor and People. He wants Equality between himself, his allies, and his enemy. He wants Truth in all things, so no Man is ignorant of the World. Lastly, the Common Man wants to have Pride in his Work, his Contribution to Society, and his People."

"In the future I saw, the future that must come to be by the will of God, government and economics will be done in a way yet to be experimented with in our Modern World. Society will be divided between three groups; Management, Guidance, and Labor. Management shall be professions of Order, such as warriors and politicians; those privy of the blades of both combat and law. Guidance shall be teachers and priests, who shall now be free from the corruption of the Papacy; those who know how best to advise us. Labor shall be all who work and create; those who produce a good or service for Society."

"Economics will be handled with a system of barter. For example, grain grown by farmers will be traded in exchange for a service of protection from bandits to soldiers, or for the blessing of a child to a priest, or even for milk to another farmer. With this system, all shall receive what they need, the greed of currency and wealth reduced. All shall contribute to their town, to their Nation, to Society."

"All things require a symbol and a name to cry and this message, this movement shall be no different. Our symbol shall be a combination of symbols itself. Let the cross, the blade, and the farm tool all lie upon each other to show our groups to be one. As for our name, we move to make all Plebeian once more, for all of Society to be so. We move to make the phantom of the Plebeian omnipotent. So then, let this movement be known as Omni-Plebeiansim."
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A depiction of Vincenzo Pecci, "The Father of Omni-Plebeianism"

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The most common representation of the "symbol of symbols" described by Pecci, used by European omni-plebeianist groups.
 
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Alright this is a short one, but I wanted to get something out there in a new format I thought I'd try for fun. Namely, defiled textbooks. Colored text is margin comments by various students of J.E. Oglethorpe Higher Secondary School. Go Gopher Tortoises!

Vespuccia will be a country in which I will focus a good bit, so here are the reoccurring students of Class B413 that doodle in the textbooks.

Sarcastic Aristotle
Patriotic Nitwit
Pervy McGee
Little Miss Equality
Captain Killjoy Obvious the Second
Fashionista Barista
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OUR NATION'S HISTORY
11TH STUDENT EDITION
the other 10 must have been shite

Chapter 1: An Overview of our Origins
While the fact is a bitter one, it is important to know that our nation of Vespuccia did not only once belong to the same region of Greater British colonies as Freedonia, but we did indeed uprise against the British Crown alongside them. the augustus can suckle my balls! Truly the world might be much different if we had continued unified against the British. However, there was an obstacle which, while today we see as pointless, was a crucial matter in the political and economic realm of the era; slavery.

At the time, the vast majority of our economics was based upon slave labor in the field of agriculture. Today this work is done by Lesser Mutts and Lesser Purebloods, oh yes, those delicious celt and goldie-coast bums and bosoms haha! Ug, Pigs must rule world. but before it was done purely by those of any random African background, the color of their skin being the true determining factor of a slave. But the institution was still essential to us, and its illegalisation, especially without any sort of government with the wealth to support the growth of other industries, would have crippled our economies. As such, while we still sought to avoid British rule, the 'Southern Colonies' banded together to from their own 'plantocracy', in which the leading planter class transformed into the ruling class. And not a single woman amongst these planters? Figures.

Although not as powerful, the new nation, calling itself the American Southron Union, worked diligently to maintain its independence, but soon found kinks in the plan. With only an agricultural economy, the ASU lacked the capabilities of producing any sort of weaponry as the Freedonians had begun doing, and their ports lacked the amount of emphasis in their trade like in North, and to further their woes, the vast majority of their able bodied population were farmers that were spread far apart, making recruitment and training difficult. in honest wording; the fucked themselves with cornstalks and cotton. But the ASU was determined to find a way to maintain itself. They had achieved one form of luck; the British had most of their forces focused in the far more mobilised Northern Colonies. Because of this, while the ASU's military was a miserabe excuse for a rebellion, they were able to make their loses appear small and even won a few key battles. So their leadership struck a deal with the British government; they, in exchange for independence and maintained trade with the Incorporated Kingdoms, would halt attacks on British troops and aid them in putting down the Freedonians. ha! southern minds outwit the fools of europa and the north even then! Too bad it was a stupid idea The British agreed, and begrudgingly recognized the ASU.

In the days that followed, the Prussian fleets would arrive on Southron shores, with order from Augustus Jefferson to annihilate anything that moved on the coast. In truth, the ASU acted less as a new force to fight the Freedonians, and more as cannon fodder. Droves of civilians were killed by mortar fire, Freedonian town raids, and French plantation attacks, the rate far greater than from the occasional British incursion. A REALLY bad idea the irony in your corpse being more useful than your guns Finally the war with the Freedonians would end, and the ASU believed that it might survive now that it had made it past the war. Indeed, the Union believed it could get away with trying to play itself as a major trading power, with its tobacco and cotton believed to be the key to huge fortunes for the country, the key to a bright future. But since we don't live in the ASU, something went to fuckerydoo.


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The Flag of the American Southron Union, based on a painted bed sheet flown during the first independent battle against the British in Charleston
By god, WHAT? They let this monstrosity of a color combination be an official flag no i refuse to believe that any clear thinking levelheaded person would think this would qualify as a national flag i mean really blue-red-white just ug its's an idiotic concept and something like blue-white-red would be far better or even maybe a nice blue saltire on a red field with white stars overlaid on the saltire all in a canton on a white filed with a red fly yes that would a far better national flag than this rot
 
Global History
Chapter 7: A Brief History of France
Section 5: The Burgundian Era

I few (two) errors to clean up in that post:

The death of Conrad II was in 1797. 1814 is when the Omni-Plebeians finally consolidate their control of France.

Secondly, I forgot to update the southern border of France from the end of TTL's War of Spanish Succession in the showings of the three French factions
 
ATLAS OF TIMES PAST
ANNO DOMINI 1800

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As the 19th Century dawned, many historians mark the year as the start of Pax España, as short-lived as the period was. This is often done for a variety of reasons. The largest is, of course, the conclusion of the Third Iberian War. While the first two had been over colonial holdings, the third was the first to have a change of borders on the Iberian Peninsula itself, thanks to the military prowess of general and future Emperor Napoleón José Bonaparte. It also marked the third victory for Spain, and saw even further shrinking of Portuguese America. But several other events concerning the Spanish include the founding of Ciudad de Magallanes at the entrance of the Strait of Magellan, solidifying the total Spanish control of Patagonia, as well as the full integration of Saint-Domingue into the colony of Dominica. Further, the Spanish had a transfer of even more Dutch Pacific islands to their control as well as the settlement of previously uninhabited (by Europeans) islands, officially making them the largest empire in history, outdoing even the Mongols.

But 1800 held many other points of interest. Perhaps the most important, aside from Spanish matters, was the beginning of Selim the Magnificent's Satrapy System, one of the largest reforms amongst the many the renowned Sultan had put into place following the purge of the Janissary in 1791, which in turn had started when the discovery of a coup plot during the beginning of Selim's reforms after the Russo-Turkish War of 1787-89. This system organized the provinces of the Ottoman Empire into large groups, called Satrapies, which were then given a level of autonomy, being generally governed by the Satrap that led the more localized government. The Satrap was a member of the nobility, with three being appointed by the Sultan, and the people of the Satrap choosing from amongst them. Each Satrapy also had a High Bey, a common man chosen to represent the Satrap in the People's Suzerain, a council which worked in a similar manner to a parliament, as well as acting as advisers for the Sultan.

Moving to France, it is here that the French Syndicate of the Common Man begins to expand their control to the rest of France. While it would not be until 1814 that pockets of lawlessness and anarchy were finally calmed in full, the Syndicate had finally gained an overall hegemony over their country. In fact it was their impressive military that now patrolled their borders that lead to the Spanish and Swiss recognizing them as a legitimate government. Indeed it was in 1800 that 'Kingdom of Algiers' began to be used when in reference to Bourbon controlled lands.

The last major point of interest is Louisiana. Based in the city of New Orleans, we can see the total amount of land controlled by the House of Ivrea. Further north, we can see the remaining French North American land, still at this point in time a wild land. Conflicting claim after conflicting claim is placed upon measures of land by Spanish, Freedonian, Southron, and British settlers. The British and the Southron, if you look, with the latter being the members of a subject nation to the British Crown, agreed to split the land along the parallel 36'30 North. The Freedonians and Spanish, however, laid claim to the entirety of the territory. And so attempts to settle the issue failed time and time again, eventually leading to the Expansion War.

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