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I'm afraid I don't quite understand what you're saying, may you elaborate?
Ah yes A Canticle for Leibowitz (I really need to read that book). I think I'm still missing the point though.
Ok.
Apocalypse happens, new nations eventually arise and OTL is legend.
The challenge is people from these new nations describing flags from the Time of Legends.
The Myrcian link I gave is the "future" Myrcians describing their legendary flags. They've obviously got a few things wrong and conflated.
Edit: not necessarily a global apocalypse but a great enough disaster (even if only local) that descriptions and flags before the disaster are so incomplete that speculation is all there is.
Imagine we found Atlantis, what flags would we give them?
A sample of storytelling by the Prasbyt Juones-Mikel of the Nuotawa Cathedral, United Can Republic Church 4158AD
Our lands prosper today, but that was not always so for the Can. Hundreds of years ago our lands were more extensive, stretching from sea to shiny sea, and set atop the Land as a bright royal crown. Yet, while we were strong, the people of the Can were a barbaric and bloodthirsty group: as were all the peoples of the Earth at this time. Even so, the world was generally at peace with each other. Then Pestilence awoke and the Great Wilting* occurred. At the behest of Pestilence his slave, the dark angel Isis, spread the horrible plague rampantly throughout the world’s forests. Her wandering would bring fire, disease, starvation, and destruction in her wake. As the dying, broadleafed forests perished, the Great Red Bear** moved in from the west, bringing his soldiers of wind and ice who froze the land and killed the proud Can who remained to care for the Land. Many Can fled to their brethren in the east of the Land, building mighty fortresses to stop the advance of the Bear.
From the south came our brothers of the southern Can, The Men of Stars and Lines, whom some call the Horde of War, to help us of the northern Can, and they caused huge trees of fire to grow where the Bear and his soldiers took the Land from our people. As the Wilting continued, Famine arose to walk in the footsteps of his brother. All this orchestrated by Death as he cleansed the surface of the Earth by the Will of God.
After many years of strife and bloodshed, the pine forests of the north and the high mountain tops descended upon the scoured hills, while the green grasses ran forth from their hiding places in the cracks and crevices of the scorched Earth to reclaim the lowlands and fields. And upon the new born Land the children of the Can, marked their territory with the blood-red ochre of the Mapul-hand***; long the symbol of strength for the people of the Land. As the people settled to the new life, the animals returned to the pine forests as God cast his healing breath…
Flag: Modern scholars of the United Can Republic, as well as many from around the world, have pieced together the ancient flag from what little archaeological evidence remains. Considering how barbaric the pre-Wilting world was, they have determined that the flag was centered by the red colored Mapul-hand, which was so important in ancient spring fertility rites. The two red bands are surmised to represent the two oceans that separated the ancient Can from their enemies located in the rest of the world. It has been heavily associated with the religious phrase “From sea to shiny sea” that exists in many modern religious texts throughout the various churches of the Land.
* Verticillium is a type of fungus that was known to infect numerous species of trees and herbaceous plants. Archaeologists and Molecular Biologists of the year 4159AD would determine that several altered strains may have led to the massive worldwide die-off and extinction of most angiosperm trees and other plants. For further reading see the section on the Yggdrasil Extinction Event.
** Maybe a reference to the ancient Rushingmen of the Urasan continent whose symbol was the brown bear. Others claim it is in reference to the ancient people of the Kalifern Kingdom who, to this day, have a bear on their national flag.
*** Linguists have determined that Mapul is an ancient word that originated in the Urasan continent named after an extinct tree. It has also been associated with the ancient Can, where it described a religious object used during celebrations of Saint Victoria Day, which involved dancing around the de-branched trunk of a large pine tree.
Our lands prosper today, but that was not always so for the Can. Hundreds of years ago our lands were more extensive, stretching from sea to shiny sea, and set atop the Land as a bright royal crown. Yet, while we were strong, the people of the Can were a barbaric and bloodthirsty group: as were all the peoples of the Earth at this time. Even so, the world was generally at peace with each other. Then Pestilence awoke and the Great Wilting* occurred. At the behest of Pestilence his slave, the dark angel Isis, spread the horrible plague rampantly throughout the world’s forests. Her wandering would bring fire, disease, starvation, and destruction in her wake. As the dying, broadleafed forests perished, the Great Red Bear** moved in from the west, bringing his soldiers of wind and ice who froze the land and killed the proud Can who remained to care for the Land. Many Can fled to their brethren in the east of the Land, building mighty fortresses to stop the advance of the Bear.
From the south came our brothers of the southern Can, The Men of Stars and Lines, whom some call the Horde of War, to help us of the northern Can, and they caused huge trees of fire to grow where the Bear and his soldiers took the Land from our people. As the Wilting continued, Famine arose to walk in the footsteps of his brother. All this orchestrated by Death as he cleansed the surface of the Earth by the Will of God.
After many years of strife and bloodshed, the pine forests of the north and the high mountain tops descended upon the scoured hills, while the green grasses ran forth from their hiding places in the cracks and crevices of the scorched Earth to reclaim the lowlands and fields. And upon the new born Land the children of the Can, marked their territory with the blood-red ochre of the Mapul-hand***; long the symbol of strength for the people of the Land. As the people settled to the new life, the animals returned to the pine forests as God cast his healing breath…
Flag: Modern scholars of the United Can Republic, as well as many from around the world, have pieced together the ancient flag from what little archaeological evidence remains. Considering how barbaric the pre-Wilting world was, they have determined that the flag was centered by the red colored Mapul-hand, which was so important in ancient spring fertility rites. The two red bands are surmised to represent the two oceans that separated the ancient Can from their enemies located in the rest of the world. It has been heavily associated with the religious phrase “From sea to shiny sea” that exists in many modern religious texts throughout the various churches of the Land.
* Verticillium is a type of fungus that was known to infect numerous species of trees and herbaceous plants. Archaeologists and Molecular Biologists of the year 4159AD would determine that several altered strains may have led to the massive worldwide die-off and extinction of most angiosperm trees and other plants. For further reading see the section on the Yggdrasil Extinction Event.
** Maybe a reference to the ancient Rushingmen of the Urasan continent whose symbol was the brown bear. Others claim it is in reference to the ancient people of the Kalifern Kingdom who, to this day, have a bear on their national flag.
*** Linguists have determined that Mapul is an ancient word that originated in the Urasan continent named after an extinct tree. It has also been associated with the ancient Can, where it described a religious object used during celebrations of Saint Victoria Day, which involved dancing around the de-branched trunk of a large pine tree.
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This is the "Discussion & Entries" thread, so I would presume that discussion and entries do indeed go here.
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This is the "Discussion & Entries" thread, so I would presume that discussion and entries do indeed go here.
Fair enough.
EDIT: My Entry;
A reconstruction of the flag of the 'Un'i'ed Saz Em'ecara', produced by the University of Amross. Em'ecara was alleged to have been a North Mexicanan shore-to-shore spanning nation that existed on the North Mexicana sub-continent (although was more likely to have been situated along the East Coast and Grand Lake), and is estimated to have been sounded 241 years before the Great War, based upon the earliest identification of Erpena items. The Flag is a reconstruction based upon Oral Tradition and Music of the modern nations, which claim it to be "Thir'een Stripes and fiftye stars on blue". The Flag, named the 'Washingshire Flag' (After the Empires founder, the elected Emperor Washingshire), is generally considered the most accurate and widely accepted, however is contested by the 'Old Glory' flag, which has little basis in historical fact and takes severe liberties with the design, such as horizontal stripes and placing the star field in the corner.
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Canuckistan! Beaver Wars Episode VII: The Teeth Awaken!
Flag of Old Canada: A land of barbaric warriors of unrivaled strength!
Flag of Old Canada: A land of barbaric warriors of unrivaled strength!
Legends speak of the fierce and mighty warriors of Old Canada. A bloodthirsty and feared people; they conquered all natural enemies in their path, eventually establishing dominance over even the most inhospitable northern wastelands. With their mythical weapon only remembered as the "Hakistik". Legends say one Hakistik could slay 20 men in a single blow, only now it is represented in this flag by being held by the most powerful of pre-fallout creatures: The Beaver.
Old tales speak of Canadians wearing red leaves on their backs to protect them from the scorching rays of the old-world sun. This reconstruction of their national flag serves only as a reference guide and is to not be shown in public due to its barbaric nature
Old tales speak of Canadians wearing red leaves on their backs to protect them from the scorching rays of the old-world sun. This reconstruction of their national flag serves only as a reference guide and is to not be shown in public due to its barbaric nature
Oh oh I see! Ah it all makes sense now! Ok I know what to work on.
Saw the challenge and I thought, just for fun, I'll throw my hat into the ring. Enjoy a complete mangling of not only vexillology, but politics, history and religion as well!
Here stands the noble Banner of Vectorea, vanguard of Kryst and His legions in the Holy Land of Ostralea.
We all know the stories of how Ostralea was once a peaceful and harmonious land, where all knew and loved our Eternal Leader Djeysus Kryst and how he gave us health, unity and prosperity, with the people of Vectorea being his Chosen People to spread his message of peace and harmony across the land. However, the Red Nemesis himself named Djak and his empire in the north (calling itself “the Uneon of Djak”) envied the glory of Ostralea, amassing an army with which to invade and depose our great leader and replace him with himself. Kryst, horrified at the prospect of a being of pure evil taking the Holy Land, amassed an army of his own to defend Ostralea.
The war started when the Hordes of Red, their uniforms stained in blood from their fallen foes, attacked from the north. Kryst and his army fought bravely, but in the end the Uneon triumphed, capturing Kryst and publicly executing him upon a crucifix, his blood staining the wood red as the uniforms of Djak's invading forces. Kryst, furious at his people for allowing a monster like Djak to conquer the Holy Land, proclaimed that he would no longer remain on an Earth so overrun with sin, and went up into the heavens to leave humanity behind.
With Kryst gone, and Djak having taken over, Ostralea became a barren, fruitless wasteland, where creatures of the Underworld roamed free. Djak even saw fit to desecrate our glorious flag, replacing it with the emblem of his so-called “Uneon”, elevating himself above our beloved Kryst in a sickening act of blasphemy and attempting to eradicate all other symbols of Kryst and his followers, aided by a populace who had turned their back on their glorious leader. Of course, not all traitorously pledged their allegiance to Djak; their remained a noble few who stood firm against the Red Menace, their banner of rebellion bearing the crucifix that Kryst left this Earth on.
However, in the end, Djak's rule came to an end when his Uneon faced a foe as equally depraved and desperate to enslave the globe as them, the Yuessay. Both sides ended up destroying each other in a war of fire, ash and blood known as the Great Conflagration (by contemporary accounts), whereupon the whole world perished, except for the glorious crusaders of Vectorea, determined to reclaim the land of Ostralea in the name of Kryst.
Our flag remains that of the Banner of Vectorea, as no verified flag has been recovered pre-dating it that has not been defaced by the emblem of the Uneon of Djak. As such, the true flag of pre-invasion Ostralea is assumed to have been lost to history (the infamous “Black, Red with Yellow Circle Flag” has been conclusively declared a fraud owing to the red colouration; supposedly symbolising the Ostralean wilds, this cannot possibly be the case as this would imply that the Holy Land was barren before Kryst's departure, an obvious falsehood), and thus the historic banner of rebellion used by those who defied Djak has become our standard. A sea of blue to symbolise our glorious waters, emblazoned with a white crucifix stained with red to ensure that we never forget his suffering for our sake, and not to let it be in vain (to deny the blood is to deny Kryst himself). The cross itself is adorned with the stars that symbolise Kryst's new place in the night sky, watching down on us from the heavens.
Ours is a righteous mission, for when we liberate Ostralea from the sinners who allowed the Uneon to take over, Kryst shall return and the desert shall bloom once again.
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Here stands the noble Banner of Vectorea, vanguard of Kryst and His legions in the Holy Land of Ostralea.
We all know the stories of how Ostralea was once a peaceful and harmonious land, where all knew and loved our Eternal Leader Djeysus Kryst and how he gave us health, unity and prosperity, with the people of Vectorea being his Chosen People to spread his message of peace and harmony across the land. However, the Red Nemesis himself named Djak and his empire in the north (calling itself “the Uneon of Djak”) envied the glory of Ostralea, amassing an army with which to invade and depose our great leader and replace him with himself. Kryst, horrified at the prospect of a being of pure evil taking the Holy Land, amassed an army of his own to defend Ostralea.
The war started when the Hordes of Red, their uniforms stained in blood from their fallen foes, attacked from the north. Kryst and his army fought bravely, but in the end the Uneon triumphed, capturing Kryst and publicly executing him upon a crucifix, his blood staining the wood red as the uniforms of Djak's invading forces. Kryst, furious at his people for allowing a monster like Djak to conquer the Holy Land, proclaimed that he would no longer remain on an Earth so overrun with sin, and went up into the heavens to leave humanity behind.
With Kryst gone, and Djak having taken over, Ostralea became a barren, fruitless wasteland, where creatures of the Underworld roamed free. Djak even saw fit to desecrate our glorious flag, replacing it with the emblem of his so-called “Uneon”, elevating himself above our beloved Kryst in a sickening act of blasphemy and attempting to eradicate all other symbols of Kryst and his followers, aided by a populace who had turned their back on their glorious leader. Of course, not all traitorously pledged their allegiance to Djak; their remained a noble few who stood firm against the Red Menace, their banner of rebellion bearing the crucifix that Kryst left this Earth on.
However, in the end, Djak's rule came to an end when his Uneon faced a foe as equally depraved and desperate to enslave the globe as them, the Yuessay. Both sides ended up destroying each other in a war of fire, ash and blood known as the Great Conflagration (by contemporary accounts), whereupon the whole world perished, except for the glorious crusaders of Vectorea, determined to reclaim the land of Ostralea in the name of Kryst.
Our flag remains that of the Banner of Vectorea, as no verified flag has been recovered pre-dating it that has not been defaced by the emblem of the Uneon of Djak. As such, the true flag of pre-invasion Ostralea is assumed to have been lost to history (the infamous “Black, Red with Yellow Circle Flag” has been conclusively declared a fraud owing to the red colouration; supposedly symbolising the Ostralean wilds, this cannot possibly be the case as this would imply that the Holy Land was barren before Kryst's departure, an obvious falsehood), and thus the historic banner of rebellion used by those who defied Djak has become our standard. A sea of blue to symbolise our glorious waters, emblazoned with a white crucifix stained with red to ensure that we never forget his suffering for our sake, and not to let it be in vain (to deny the blood is to deny Kryst himself). The cross itself is adorned with the stars that symbolise Kryst's new place in the night sky, watching down on us from the heavens.
Ours is a righteous mission, for when we liberate Ostralea from the sinners who allowed the Uneon to take over, Kryst shall return and the desert shall bloom once again.
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Saw the challenge and I thought, just for fun, I'll throw my hat into the ring. Enjoy a complete mangling of not only vexillology, but politics, history and religion as well!
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Here stands the noble Banner of Vectorea, vanguard of Kryst and His legions in the Holy Land of Ostralea.
We all know the stories of how Ostralea was once a peaceful and harmonious land, where all knew and loved our Eternal Leader Djeysus Kryst and how he gave us health, unity and prosperity, with the people of Vectorea being his Chosen People to spread his message of peace and harmony across the land. However, the Red Nemesis himself named Djak and his empire in the north (calling itself “the Uneon of Djak”) envied the glory of Ostralea, amassing an army with which to invade and depose our great leader and replace him with himself. Kryst, horrified at the prospect of a being of pure evil taking the Holy Land, amassed an army of his own to defend Ostralea.
The war started when the Hordes of Red, their uniforms stained in blood from their fallen foes, attacked from the north. Kryst and his army fought bravely, but in the end the Uneon triumphed, capturing Kryst and publicly executing him upon a crucifix, his blood staining the wood red as the uniforms of Djak's invading forces. Kryst, furious at his people for allowing a monster like Djak to conquer the Holy Land, proclaimed that he would no longer remain on an Earth so overrun with sin, and went up into the heavens to leave humanity behind.
With Kryst gone, and Djak having taken over, Ostralea became a barren, fruitless wasteland, where creatures of the Underworld roamed free. Djak even saw fit to desecrate our glorious flag, replacing it with the emblem of his so-called “Uneon”, elevating himself above our beloved Kryst in a sickening act of blasphemy and attempting to eradicate all other symbols of Kryst and his followers, aided by a populace who had turned their back on their glorious leader. Of course, not all traitorously pledged their allegiance to Djak; their remained a noble few who stood firm against the Red Menace, their banner of rebellion bearing the crucifix that Kryst left this Earth on.
However, in the end, Djak's rule came to an end when his Uneon faced a foe as equally depraved and desperate to enslave the globe as them, the Yuessay. Both sides ended up destroying each other in a war of fire, ash and blood known as the Great Conflagration (by contemporary accounts), whereupon the whole world perished, except for the glorious crusaders of Vectorea, determined to reclaim the land of Ostralea in the name of Kryst.
Our flag remains that of the Banner of Vectorea, as no verified flag has been recovered pre-dating it that has not been defaced by the emblem of the Uneon of Djak. As such, the true flag of pre-invasion Ostralea is assumed to have been lost to history (the infamous “Black, Red with Yellow Circle Flag” has been conclusively declared a fraud owing to the red colouration; supposedly symbolising the Ostralean wilds, this cannot possibly be the case as this would imply that the Holy Land was barren before Kryst's departure, an obvious falsehood), and thus the historic banner of rebellion used by those who defied Djak has become our standard. A sea of blue to symbolise our glorious waters, emblazoned with a white crucifix stained with red to ensure that we never forget his suffering for our sake, and not to let it be in vain (to deny the blood is to deny Kryst himself). The cross itself is adorned with the stars that symbolise Kryst's new place in the night sky, watching down on us from the heavens.
Ours is a righteous mission, for when we liberate Ostralea from the sinners who allowed the Uneon to take over, Kryst shall return and the desert shall bloom once again.
As a person who was born, grew up and still lives in Victoria this makes me laugh.
I am loving these
Really this is a challenge to see how you can make fun of your country through post-apocalypse historical inaccuracies. Which so far has proven to be a massive succes!
Make fun? Canada has always been a nation of bloodthirsty barbarians. I was born into it, molded by it; didn't see the light of humanity until I was a man!