Politics: Imperialism

[Mr. Seran]

Essentially the start to a good school year one would suspect was the way you entered the classroom first, always on time, precise, organized and authoritative. Then again Thierry wasn't like many teachers. Aside from his life as the school's headmaster he was most often notified as a Political Science teacher. Now seeing as this class was normally held as a college course Thierry sought fit to organize a change in the schooling of this country, not just following strict codes of beating students who disobeyed but in fundamentally increasing the worth of their knowledge.

For this class he'd be working on one of his more favorite courses, Imperialism. In fact in his own high school years he'd thought of little else other than colonizing small nations to take advantage of their poorly organized wealth. Of course that was the little dictator within him that bounced with a giddy sense of joy.

Residing within room 235, Mr. Durand sat lazily behind a large oak chair, his feet kicked up atop the oak desk, body slumped back in a sleepy motion. Hands nestled within the lap of that business suit attire he was fitted to he'd seem a bit more like a college professor than any true teacher here.

1. Galen Strife
2. Eliphas Rancros
3. Chantel Seran
4. Adam Silver
5. Cain Aurelius
6. Open Space

[Odin Natalis]

Galen walked into room 235 and walked into the back with his sunglasses on. He took a look at Mr. Durand and noded his head.

Really.. he was the teacher?

This might not be as bad as everyone said it would be.

Galen sighed and looked outside, to all the kids rushing to there own classes.

(sorry for short post..

Things to do. Also, My posts will get larger as we go on.)

[Eliphas Rancros]

Eliphas got a note about this politics class and found the room 235 he looked in and saw one person in the class but.....wait the headmaster was teaching?! woah..... Eliphas started to walk in and chose a middle seat and asked" is this it sir? Eiliphas looked around seeing no one but Galen and after Mr. Durands answer Eliphas would get a book out and read waiting for others if there are any


((sorry for short post couldnt think of much else...and i tend to make some things short and to the point))

[Cain]

Politics class. What a bummer. Cain was unsure as to why he would sign up in such a place. He knew how boring politics in terms of government were in truth. However, politics outside such general stuff were a little more interesting. Take this school for example. As subtle as it is, it was actually ruled by its own set of politics. The Headmaster was President, his pillars his Generals and Cabinet. Here, diplomacy did not rule. Power, strength and respect did. Here, the main policy was not to follow the law, but kill or be killed. Perhaps it was that idea that brought Cain to make this regrettable decision? Perhaps.

Or maybe because the teacher that was heading the class was the Headmaster himself? Ever since that school assembly where he had announced the tournament that would decide the pillars of this school, Cain had found him to be quite an interesting and intriguing individual. Not to mention his decision to construct a Correctional Facility, something that Cain really had bad feelings about. If he really was going to rebel on that idea, he would definitely have to know more about his enemies and his ideals. Politics class. Such a good way to know how this man was thinking.

With that objective in mind, Cain walked into the room, wearing a white G2000 polo shirt, buttoned save the collar and the sleeves folded crisply to the elbow. It was untucked, a pair of dark blue denim jeans and black Vans sneakers completing his formal-casual attire. His brown hair moved only so slightly with every sway of his body. The first thing his emerald eyes saw was Mr. Durand, sitting so unruly at the table. He let out a soft chuckle, giving the teacher a nod as a greeting of sorts, before making his way to the front corner table. He would then proceed to sit behind that seat.

Placing his backpack on the floor, against his table leg, Cain would then lean back against his seat, his right fingers tapping lightly against the table top as he waited for the class to start. Where was he looking at? Well, he was simply blanking out, gazing into the center of his table.

[Ceraphine Davis]

H[/size]onestly Kev did not know why she continued to do this whole school thing......

Wait...Oh yeah....she wanted to have a degree someday and to do that you had to go to class....DUH!!

Either way, she was here....a bit late..but meh, she honestly did not care...she was still there before the class had officially started and so therefore she was not late...Which was good..cause honestly she could not afford the trouble of having issues at school right now....Not on top of all her personal shit she had going on...

As she entered the classroom, dressed in a pair of hip hugger jeans and a black tank top...Her long black hair falling down about her slender frame, she let her eyes scan over the room...Observing who all was there and then shrugging lightly to herself...

Just a bunch of guys...Nothing she was really interested in....Letting a sigh pass her lips she made her way to the back of the class, sliding her backpack off of her shoulder and letting it hit the ground beside her desk.....She would then slide into her seat, bending just enough to undo her bag and pull out her notebook and pen.....

Settling them atop her desk she leaned back, her hand reaching up to push back her hair from her face as her legs crossed beneath the desk......

Icy hues finally settling upon the teacher as she gave him the usual once over...Just like she did the other guys that were in the room.....MOST men took it as her "checking them out" but in all actuality it was simply her gaining a baring on where she was and who she was surrounded by....

Paranoid as she was and all that......Yeah...just best to leave it at that.....

As her tongue brushed over her lower lip slowly she would tap her pen against the notebook...She was not a Politics kinda girl if you know what I mean....so yeah...the sooner this class started the sooner it would be over and yeah....All the better for Kevala.....

[chantel]

Chantel walked down the hallway. Her eyeliner was on thick and her bright blonde hair was left cascading down and past her shoulders. Her finger nails were painted black with a red stripe across the tip. Around her left wrist was several thin, silver, bracelets that jingled as she walked. Her jeans were acid wash, from fitting, and torn to shit. To prevent to much of her legs or even ass to show, she wore red and black leggings underneath her jeans. She now had a grey shirt on that was torn and had "No pictures" written across the chest with black, permanent marker.

Today she didn't have Chapin to hold her books and now she was getting less stared than if she did have him by her side...though her style and good looks still attracted a few gazes her way. She got into the class and looked to the teacher and the rest of the students who had taken a seat. Music was blaring in her ears, but she still had a large smile on as she looked at everyone in the class. She looked friendly yes...

She sat in the back near the pretty girl. Why? Because she had yet to meet one and she needed more girls to have in her life of mind fucking. She got her books organized then looked over to the girl beside her, nodding to acknowledge her and to have a silent "Hello" to be exchanged.

[Adam Silver]

Kicking it, yea that was the term he shared when he just didn't feel like going to class, to be quite honest it was simply something out of his jurisdiction. Okay that was a lie, he needed to go to class or else he'd get nowhere but when his father did all the work for him leaving silver with enough money to live two lifetimes he felt unmotivated to do any of that busy work that was presented for him. By all means it was quite honestly annoying to sit through a dull class.

Even when the suited up man, dressed in a tight grey sleeveless shirt and taut blue jeans there was a look of sheer irritation. A snarl of sorts at the door quickly shifting to a masterful smile, one that was undiscernable from his previously orchestrated face.

"Hey broskis!" HE said arrogantly loud popping up towards the kids he'd never seen in his life.

The one with blonde hair quickly popping his in th shoulder roughly with a fist before kicking up a seat placing his feet up on the desktop leaning back and stretching his arms back relaxed. Yup he was an attention whore and looked to be the loudest fellow here. At least there were some gals else this would be an annoying class.

[Mr. Seran]

A sturdy look about the room from his settled desk one discernible from any other attentive suggestion. Today he was to teach the class about political imperialism throughout the world, both in past and present realizations. Yep it was normally a very boring topic on paper, both of countries following the same repetitive roles of domineering against one another then abusing the cultures beneath them. Though once more Thierry Durand had very unorthodox methods of teaching, those that he learned again in his own youth.

"Okay class, glad to see you've yet to fall asleep just yet." Thierry would smile as he left his seat striding again through the classroom as his words ended he'd place a rough shove of his palm to make a loud bang against the tabletop of Cain. A little bit of unpredictability was always nice.

"Good you're awake, again as I will say on numerous occasions this class will be something of a grade based on participation. Because if you don't participate your nation will crumble thus resulting in poor grades." Thierry smiled hoping by this point he'd either lost them or captured their curiosities.

"In this class you will each be representing different bordering nations, each of which are defined by their resources, military values, and political tools. This is merely a reenactment of the world of Imperialism to better teach you how things are effected. And if you will choose similar or different routes to stand out amongst history."

Then with a gentle smile Thierry would turn about drawing a giant map of Europe on the White board behind him smirking with victory of his old youth dreaming of taking it all over. Fun... at least in his mind.

"Cain you are Germany"

• Iron +2 - Area 1
  
• Coal +3 - Area 2
  
• 33% Arable Land Wheat +1 Bonus Population - Area 3
  

"Chantel you are England"

• Coal +2 - Area 1
  
• Gas +3 - Area 2
  
• 25% Arable land - Area 3
  

"Galen you are France"

• Coal +2 - Area 1
  
• Iron +2 - Area 2
  
• 33% Arable land - Wheat +2 Bonus Population - Area3
  

"Kevala you are Poland"

• Gas +2 - Area 1
  
• Coal +4 Area 2
  
• 47% Arable land - Potatoes +3 Bonus Population - Area 3
  

"Adam you are Italy"

• Coal +1 - Area 1
  
• Gas +3 - Area 2
  
• 31% Arable land - Area 3
  

"Ephilas you are Sweden"

• Iron +8 - Area 1
  
• Timber +3 - Area 2
  
• 7% Arable land - -2 Population - Area 3
  

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"Each of you will start off with a Population of 2000 People every turn about your population will increase by 1000 Plus 500 for each bonus you have. You can trade resources with anyone but know full well you will be unable to collect upon that resource that turn. You will start without militaries those you will be collecting on soon enough. No skipping over each other lest I give permission to."

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Rules: There are no rules

• Tanks: Have a movement space of one country per 2 Gas
  
• Infantry: Cannot move without Trains
  
• Trains: Can move 1 country for every 2 Coal
  Costs
  
• Tanks: 100 tanks = 5 Iron
  
• Trains: 1 train = 5 Timber
  
• Infantry:
  • Infantry may be transfered from your population though doing so reduces your population and therefore your land profits will be decreased concerning the amount of troops sent to battle.
  
  
• Boats: 1 boat = 3 timber, 2 iron; Movement 1 sea territory costs -2 Gas
  

Goal: To expand your nation
*note: Each of you have 3 areas to begin with losing all three means you've lost but loosing one means you can still recapture it, giving/trading away land is allowed

[Cain]

One by one, the other students of the class poured in, Cain casually driving his gaze towards their direction to acknowledge their presence. If he really wanted to benefit from this class, so as to at least not waste his time, he would have to literally pay attention to everything in this classroom. He was still a new student in this school, and if he really wanted to create a sort of impact here so as to attain worthy challenges, he would have to scout out potential... Prey first. Yes, Cain was one complex individual indeed.

The one that came after him was one attractive female who looked older than he was, causing Cain to raise an eyebrow. Was this a mixed-grade class, where it mattered not your grade but your willingness to perform? Well, it seemed like it. The next one that followed was someone who was all too familiar to Cain. Chantel Seran, the girl Cain had been forced to be Valentine's with. Cain gave a soft chuckle at her arrival. As annoying as that day had been, he had to admit it was quite... Memorable. Cain found the next comer a familiar one too. It was the man that had spoken up unnecessarily at the assembly. Well, wasn't this one interesting cast of students?

His attention was retaken by the teacher as he smacked upon his table, Cain's eyebrows furrowing in instinct, the born fighter almost snapping forward witha retaliation had Cain not remember where he was. His emerald hues found Theirry's quite casually, his right eyebrow raised, as if inquiring what the man wanted, when the teacher began to brief then the instructions of the class.

Apparently, they were supposed to take charge of a simulation of a country and reenact the times of old. Cain furrowed his eyebrows. He probably had a disadvantage in this class now. Ah, well. That wasn't an excuse not to try his best.

"Cain, you are Germany."
Ah, great. I'm a Nazi.

Cain thought to himself. Well, it seemed like an understandable game. Guess it was time to play. Adjusting himself in his seat, he whispered to himself for a moment.

"Alright, time to play a little Conquest."

At that moment, Cain judged himself to be the first mover, considering he was the one assigned with a country first. With that in mind, Cain sat up, before announcing his next move.

"If we're going to start now, then I request for my country not to do anything right now except collect resources."

Ah, yes. The backbone of every country. Resources.

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Iron : 2
Coal : 3
Population : 3500

[Adam Silver]

"Adam you are Italy"

• Coal +1 - Area 1
  
• Gas +3 - Area 2
  
• 31% Arable land - Area 3

A firm grin set on his face. Of course there was the potential of what he knew would arise, a possible Axis powers union. This meant more than just a game, it meant conflict, power, and mixed matched alliances. Looking about at the map crudely drawn for them Silver already set out with a plan arrogantly in his head. Despite having virtually no advantage so far as resources went and no bonuses to his population he had to resort to a good thing called diplomacy. And perhaps a bit of peacocking.

"Yo Sweden, lemme make a proposition to you." He called out a bit overjoyed in his current predicament.

"This could include you too Germany seeing as we are sort of mixed matched brothers." The restoration towards the prior Axis Alliance despite many failures before.

"Swede I'll trade you one of My coal resource per turn for two of your Iron. Same deal goes for you Germany." Silver smiled with a certain charm before walking across the room slowly nudging Cain at the side covertly.

"Lets make an alliance..."

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Population: 3000
Coal: 1
Gas: 3

[jayden]

Jayden waltzed down the hallway in a rather carefree manner considering his usual manerism, a slight smirk on his face and the tiny cat dioscuri trailing his heels. he was late, and he knew it, so he was just gonna take his sweet time. besides, it was a politics class... how hard could it be?

Jayden stopped at the door, heard someone explaining a game... and LOTS of rules, suddenly jayden wasn't so stoked, though he still pushed open the door and came in. looked like Mr. Durand was in charge here. Jayden unceromoniously went and sat in an empty seat, no apologies or recognition to anyone... this was going to be interesting...

[Ceraphine Davis]

Inwardly she twitched. Could they not just learn like normal students? Was that too much to ask?

She did not say anything, just sat back and listened as he dished otu the countries...Lovely...just freaking great...and she was supposed to pass this class.?

HA!

Rolling her eyes as she crossed her arms over her chest she yawned softly and then shrugged....

"Ummm....My country is good for now. Thanks"

Yeah, she was just gonna let it remain stationary for the time being..because honestly she was already lost....She was of an artistic mind..not so much the whole.....warfaring type.....Yeah...whatever..Just so long as she made it through she supposed she would be alright.....

Her country fell? Oh well....She had a distaste for humanity anyways...Probably not the best outlook when trying to defend your land..but hey.....whatever....

[Mr. Seran]

Thierry sat complacently in his spot with a small smirk noticing how quickly the few would be taking to this game rather fortifying themselves than seeking out alliances he'd figured that the few of them would be so content with advancing themselves and settling positions but things would grow from here. Only grow.

"Ahh Jayden is it? You'll be taking over France I suppose.." Thierry grinned with sureness of the scenario crossing his legs and leaning back in his seat.

"Next round go."

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Germany
Iron: 2
Coal: 3
Population: 3500


England
Coal: 2
Gas: 3
Population: 3000

France
Coal: 2
Iron: 2
Population: 4000

Poland
Gas: 2
Coal: 4
Population: 4500


Italy
Coal: 1
Gas: 3
Population: 3000


Sweden
Iron: 8
Timber: 3
Population: 2000

[jayden]

Jayden sat calmly, france, eh? alright how do I start making troops... oh, you just get troops for population alright... tanks take iron, luckily I have some and trains take wood... wait... no one has wood except...

Jayden head swivelled over to look at sweden, or rather ephilas. he looked at the board again just to make sure but it was quite clear only one country produced timber.

Adam seemed to be weeling and dealing, trying to get into the spirit, very cute.

Jayden calculated, this was going to have to be done properly, and executed quickly

plotting plotting plotting

"Mr. Durand... if we where to make a large group alliance and basically call ourselves the EU and declare no more borders, would we all technically win for having expanded our land?" he asked calmly, by all consideration this would be the ultimate end to the excersize if everyone would agree to it.

if that didn't work though...

he turned to kevala, a little smirk on his face. "Hey Kevala... would you want to form an alliance with me?" Jayden asked calmly, and then followed with "Free use of each others materials to help as need be, sound good?" he asked. his lack of people skills would probably be his downfall in this sort of game, but as it where, if she went with it he knew he could win.

[Ceraphine Davis]

Kev merely sat there, her head laying back slightly as her mind went over the facts and yet started to wander.......She honestly was more about just coasting through said class as best she could. Why? Cause for all she was good at...she sucked at this shit.

Turning her head at the sound of her name, those icy hues found Jayden and she smiled, nodding as she brushed her tongue over her lower lip.

"Sure. Poland joins France."

She spoke up as she gave Jayden a quick grin and then turned her attention back toward the front of the class. So what if her country was now joined with another....strength in numbers she supposed. Not to mention the fact that yeah.....It was not like Poland would actually fall if she lost in class.....Heh....