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About Selayar

  • Birthday August 3

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    Selayar
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    Wanaveraʻa
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    King Manu Wesa II
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    Prime Minister Huti Manaranga

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  1. Selayari Ministry of Foreign Affairs Minītīva mi Ruareranga mi Heraʻā Date: August 13th 2019 From: Selayari Ministry of Foreign Affairs To: Sebron tr'Riog It's been a pleasure to watch the Aurelian League from its conception to its current status as the most distinguished intergovernmental organisation in Aurelia. We, in Selayar, believed that cooperation between nations are the utmost importance in this time. Whether it be in the military, economy, diplomacy, and most importantly, environment. And we've seen that the League's goal and virtue are in line with ours, and it'll be beneficial for both parties if Selayar were to join Aurelian League. The Monarchy of Selayar accepts your invitation to further this discussion. Our diplomatic corps, led by Minister ʻAmarūnata Rimerāngā herself, will be available for the next two days. It's our wish to further cooperation with fellow Aurelian countries, and the League alike, and for us to be able to join this honourable organisation in a swift time. Signed, ʻAmarūnata Rimerāngā Selayari Minister of Foreign Minister
  2. OOC Thread | IIWiki page Prologue “Titā matunuturī ma wurukiusi! Saru anuravana iʻarī, wuka mavīaʻa vana!” People are shouting at the top of their lungs, as chaos ensued after a decision was read out loud by the leader of Reformist faction, Wanutāvariʻi. The sentences were roughly translated to ‘We don’t bow down to the bourgeoisie! We must crush them, not making amends with them!’ Wanutāvariʻi smiled at the reaction. It was going as expected. He was just reading the motion of the Revolutionary Council, declaring that the war with the Purist faction will be resumed, after almost one year of an uneasy period of peace. The people couldn’t wait any longer, and so did he and everyone else in the Council. But he and the Council knew it was a necessary action. The faction would've collapsed if weren't for the Armistice. But not a lot of people knew about this. They hid a lot of things from the mass. For their good. The Reformist faction wasn’t initially formed as a unified front from the beginning. It grew out of a communication channel between many various parties that fought against Queen Varamatamaranga, each with their aims and goals. Increased fighting as the war drew out necessitated a unified command, and thus the Reformist faction is officially formed, under the name ʻUrungama mi Taturatanga (Group of Reformer). The various factions that comprised the Reformist were still independent, safe for the coordination for the war effort. These arrangements satisfied everyone, but Wanutāvariʻi knew how hard it was to maintain the integrity of the decentralized faction, especially with some parties trying to gain leverage at the expense of the others. This factor, coupled together with the lack of training among the troops, greatly compromised the Reformist war-effort, resulting in a set-back that prompted the Armistice with the Purist. The last battle on Terata, the old capital of Reyan Empire, destroyed most of their equipment. But it also wiped-out one-fourth of the Purist forces. Both parties had no choice. Looking at the crowd below, and the chaos that reigned, he knew that he couldn't trust any of them to do anything right. Not for the second time. No, for the entirety of this renewed war, he would only trust he and a few associates of him. This time, the war would go according to his words. And the Reformist will prevail over its enemy, the Purist. Namānurarī Tamunaranga! Death to the Purist! Death to Capitalist!
  3. TUESDAY, July 23rd 2019 King welcomes second grandson First portrait of King's second grandson, taken from Princess Maturara's Wittier post MATANGA, Wanaveraʻa –His Majesty King Manu Wesa II and Her Majesty Queen Tangatamara today welcomed the newest member of the royal family, the King's second grandson. Their Majesties's daughter, Crown Princess Maturara, delivered her first child on Monday night (22/07) in Royal Hospital of Wanaveraʻa. Queen Tangatamara shared the happy news and a portrait of the young prince on her official Wittier. "Welcome to the world, my second grandson! May Rangamaiva (god of prosperity) bless your souls!" she posted on Wittier. The portrait attached on Queen's Wittier post caught the attention of Selayari and received more than 10,000 likes less than one hour after Queen posted it. Selayari also conveyed their congratulations to Their Majesties, mainly on Wittier where the Queen is most active on social media.
  4. The Selayari Olympic Committee (Vanitia na Ūrimivi'a mi Hera'a) send a notice to IEOC to inform its participation in the Eurth Summer Olympics 2019.
  5. I've revamped the thread for visibility, so you should now get a clear idea of how the RP might run and how to involve yourself. Welcome to the RP! What parties are you going to support? The Reformist or Purist? The monarch-communist would be more than happy to get your support You're welcome to participate. I've revamped the thread and see where you could join the fun! An opportunist who are trying to get profit from both side? You're in.
  6. This RP is a follow-up from the agreement made on the expansion thread. Please refer to the IIwiki article for a more in-depth information. Summary This expansion RP will be quite an unorthodox one, in the sense that it is not your usual 'invade and conquer' RP. The RP will partly narrate the story of the monarcho-communist Selayar (now renamed as Vahila) effort to 'retake' the mainland Selayari territory (the reserved area on the map), as they are stuck in the small islands territory of Vahila (the current island territory of Selayar on the map). Many parties will be involved, and other nations involvement is to be expected. Parties There will be two main parties involved in the war, which are the Purist and the Reformist. The Purist The monarchist government and followers. Simply said, the royalist who would like to keep the status-quo intact, thus the name. Their ideology would mainly be a right-leaning one, though it has a mixture of many ideologies. Led by Queen Varamatamarenga, whose coronation triggered the civil war, it has the advantage of having the support of most the noble houses and a trained army. Its aim is to retain the status-quo in Selayar (and thus the longevity of her dynasty). International supporters/donors: ? The Reformist Basically a group of people who are not satisfied with the rise of Queen Varamatamarenga to the throne of Selayar. Their ideology would mainly be a socialist one, though the monarcho-communist ideology become the most recognisable ideology of the Reformist. Led by the cousin of the previous assassinated Queen of Selayar, the group claimed legitimacy from its royal bloodline and its status as a reformist and socialist. Despite its army nickname as 'the untrained army of the mass', it has notably gained support from many sympathetic leftist group outside Selayar. Its aim is to install a new dynasty to the throne, and provide a much-needed welfare and equality to the people of Selayar. International supporters/donors: @Shffahkia, ? Many independent groups and mercenaries There are notably many separatists groups and mercenaries in Selayari territories who wanted various things, be it independence, autonomy, power, money, or just anarchism. This will play a part in the RP, adding flavour to the war rather than the usual dichotomy of war. You could support some of this groups if you want, just for the fun if you don't like the two parties mentioned above. The RP. The Civil War will be ICly divided into four periods. The First Period, roughly from 1959-mid 1960s, as the name might tells, covers the time when the war broke out until the first armistice. The Reformist were mostly driven out from west and central Selayar, leaving them in their base, east Selayar and Vahila. The Interlude, roughly from mid 1960s-early 1970s is the generally peaceful period since the First Armistice until the Attack on Fort Wanatara, which saw the beginning of the Second Period of War, where the Reformist are trying to regain their territory in west and central Selayar, but this later ended up in failure as the Reformist government was exiled to the islands of Vahila. After the signing of the Second Armistice, the Negotiation period ensued, where both parties are working to find a way out of the mess. This RP will only narrate the Second Period and the Negotiation period, because it will be undoubtedly complex to narrate a 20-years war into one RP. I'll mostly write about the political intrigue of how the Reformist (now called Vahila) tried to regain their territory and support in mainland Selayar, though story of warfare would be undoubtedly appear. (Mostly because i know nothing about warfare, guns, and tanks, so help would be appreciated.) Aftermath This map should provide a clear situation of what's going on in Selayar and its surrounding lands just before the civil war started. The territories of Selayar will ended up as in the expansion thread (the reserved territory on the map), thus completing the expansion thread. The Treaty of ʻArama officially ended the civil war, and both Reformist and Purist parties were unified once again as one Selayar after extensive negotiation, including a promised expansion of the people's welfare (which is another story).
  7. "Why, Mom?" When i was still a little kid, my mom always hugged me when i went home after school. It was always such a lovely hug. She then whispered to me, while still hugging my little body, "My little Rami, study hard so that you may work with those suited men out in the big cities. Don't end up as a poor farmer, like your mom and dad did. Staying here will get you nowhere." That's the words she whispered to me during my time in school. I didn't really understand what she really meant then, but deep down, i kept her words inside my heart. After graduating from high school, i immediately went to look for college in Ratunara, the nearest city from our little village. I had understood her words, and so were others in my village who were looking for the same opportunity in Ratunara. That was when i heard that a group of boy were going to apply for military academy. I went with them, confident that i will be accepted. I was a prodigy in my class, thanks to my mom's harsh lesson during my time in school. At times i complained, but now it all paid off. I didn't told my mother that i applied to a military academy, wanting to give her a pleasant surprise when i got accepted. And surely, i was accepted to the Gen. Mutalita Military Academy, named after the famous general from Selayari Civil War, forty years ago. I ran to the house after i got the letter that brought the good news, screaming with joy inside the house. Mom will be proud of me, i thought. And so i went to tell her. Her expression was unreadable while i was telling her the good news. She immediately walked away to her room with somber expression. I was utterly confused. Wasn't she supposed to feel the joy that i was feeling? After all, i was going to fulfill her wishes by moving into the big city. Mom cried in her room that night. She didn't sleep at all that night, so did I. I never understand why. Thirty-seven years later, and now i'm standing in her room, unoccupied safe for her cat that somehow managed to sneak in. She just died peacefully, three days ago in this very room. The bed is still made, the furniture still looks as if mom just polished it this morning, and there it is, the picture of my graduation night on the nightstand. It is as if she only left for the market, and will come back with food to cook for, like she always do when i still lived here. I open her wardrobe, and as expected, i found piles of clothes. But on the bottom of the wardrobe, there are papers. Curious, I take one in my hand and read it, 'To Vaniyara,...' Vaniyara, dad's name. These are letters, addressed to my dad. This is such a surprising find. She never really willing to talk about dad, only that he was a good-hearted man when he was still alive. Something must happened to him, about his death, but i never found out. Mom is always full of mystery and surprise, i think to myself. The letter i just took is dated August 19th 1982. The date where i got accepted to the military academy. I open the letter immediately, curiosity taking the better of me. "I do not know what should i do, oh my husband. If you were still here, you will know what to do. You always do. You are the wise one. But then if you were still alive, there wouldn't be any complications tonight. I still remember as clear as the day when you said that we would never let our son to become a soldier. You know first hand how difficult a life as a soldier was, especially during the height of the war. After your death in the battlefield just days after our little Rami was born, i took the words to my heart. Now, tonight, he brought the news that he is going to the military academy. That damned academy that trained soldiers that killed you years ago. Deep down, i know that he is doing it for me. He is going to live in the city like we dreamed of, before your death. Before the war. But how can i let him turned himself, unknowingly, into a killing machine for the king that we fought against then? My heart breaks into pieces. I don't know what to do. Oh my husband, how i wish you were still here beside me." Another is dated a week later, August 26th 1982. "Our little Rami finally depart for the city. He doesn't understand why i didn't feel joy that he must've felt. Why i cried at night. I wish i could tell him, but i just couldn't bring myself. How could i share this suffering of mine with him? He is still such a sweet little kid. I let him go to the academy. I could stop him. I would do anything to fulfill your words that our son should never become a soldier. But what i couldn't do is breaking his heart. He is such a happy man, oh Vaniyara. I hope you forgive me, my husband..." Tears filled my eyes, so much that i can't read the rest of the letter. Not that i need to. Now i understand why mom was never happy with my military life. Why Mom always wept days after my birthday. It's the date when Dad died. She hid such a burden for years, trying to keep me happy with her best effort, despite the turmoil inside her heart. Part of me hate her for keeping this away from me. I deserve to know this, yet she never shared it with him. But the other part of me love her so much for what she had done to keep me happy, despite her shortcomings. I weep so hard like i never do in my whole life. The sound of a book falling down the wardrobe wake me up from my weeping. A non-descript notebook, with yellowing pages inside it. A letter is tucked inside the notebook. I take the letter, and read it. Tears almost wet the letter, if not for my quick reflex. "My little Rami, i would've never let you in to the life that I and your dad took in. But you must know, i kept this life of mine from you for your greater good. But if you read this letter, that means i've trusted you enough, or that i've met your dad in the afterlife. You must know, my boy, about the secret organisation that your dad died protecting for. It's what they call 'the Blood Crown' movement this day..."
  8. Ah, I'm currently still fleshing out the ideas behind it. Will make an OOC thread as soon as possible. Sorry for the delay!
  9. I've just edited the title accordingly. I'll need to RP on the islands for a while then. If that's so, what should I do with my current news that referenced to the location in the 'Reserved' area? Should I just retcon the story? Or edit it accordingly?
  10. Having heard the verdict from the Mods that this should be turned into an expansion RP, and subsequently, this 'new' territory will be marked Reserved until such RP is finished, I want to ask a question. Firstly, this 'starting over' is an ignorant move on my part, and I've been treating that this Reserved territory is the core of my nation instead of the islands. I'll rectify this mistake with the expansion RP, which will be set in the past, and involve a schism, not unlike that of Taiwan and China. Though it will end up in a unified nation. This, in my personal view, will reconcile the mistakes I've made so far, at least ICly. My question is, while waiting for the RP to be done, which would undoubtedly take a few months at the minimum, is it fine if I RP'd as if my capital and the bulk of the population is already located in Aurelia? To my knowledge, this will be marked Reserved and thus in the map, my nation's core territory would be in the little islands. I will respect the mod teams decision, whatever that will be
  11. Rule Number One "On your left, gentlemen, you can see Raraniranga Tower. Standing at 354 metres high, it is currently the highest skyscraper in Selayar. The building's name itself literally means the 'Tower of Heaven'. Don't you think it is quite a fitting name for the tallest building on Selayar?" The tourists crowd hummed in approval as Tarana finished his speech. One guy even went as far as writing his explanation words by words, while others are busy capturing selfies with the tower in the background. Nothing unusual, he thought. Not that he wished for unusual things to happen though. Last time it happened, a guy thought it was a good idea to pee on the floor of the Royal Ballroom. It was chaos thereafter, with the Royal Guard immediately tackling the guy to the floor and, well, he got detained for several days. Tourists were barred from visiting the Ballroom for several months following the accident. His fellow tour guides went into a full five-minutes of endless belly laughter after he managed to recount his story. In short, it wasn't a pleasant experience, though a funny one in retrospect. "Ma'am! It is really dangerous to take selfies in the middle of the road!" The sight of two middle-aged women standing in the middle of the road broke his train of thoughts as he ran to guide them back to the sidewalk. Rule number one of being a tour guide, never take your eyes off the tourists. They would do stupid things you never thought a normal functioning human would do. Sighing internally, he proceeded to continue the tour. "We will be heading to ʻAvuna ni Taha soon, or more popularly known as the Royal Garden. Any questions before we go?" A skinny girl with curly black hair raised her hand. "Yes?" "Uhm, I read that during the construction of the tower, there are hundreds of workers who lost their life due to non-standard safety equipment. Is it true that their souls still haunt the tower?" Rule number two, be prepared for any questions tourists might ask, as weird as the questions might be. Tarana almost laughed out loud. How on Eurth do people still believe in this stupid superstitious stuffs in this modern day? He didn't though because he just remembered the rule of respecting the tourists. It was rule number five or six, he couldn't really remember. "Well, I could certainly confirm that the deaths are caused by non-standard safety equipment. There was actually no 'standard' safety equipment back then, in legal terms. No laws regulate the standardisation of safety equipment were present, and it was only after those accidents that the lawmakers decide it was important to have one," he explained. "For the second part of your question, no, unfortunately, I can't answer that. Frankly, I don't believe in ghost and such." The girl's face turned visibly into a disappointment. "Though of course, there are stories here and there about the dead, so much that some people dubbed the tower as Rara ni ʻAnituen, or the Haunted Tower," he continued. As much as he hated these stuff, he needed to please his crowd. It would be funny for him to lose the job just because some irritated tourist reported his disrespect toward their 'belief'. He could see the glee on the girl's smile. "One of the most famous stories revolves around the 'Wahina Venata', literally means the Splattered Woman. You could go look at the story on the web, as this is really a gory one. We don't want some of your friends to lose their appetite right?" He could sense the growing uneasiness of the crowd as he was speaking about the Women. "That won't go well as we're going to have a lavish banquette on the ʻAvuna. Any questions? If there is none, we're going..." His words were cut short with a raised hand. "Yes?" "Are we going to walk to the Hefoona?" the guy asked, butchering the garden's name in the process. "My legs hurt after walking so far from the hotel. Can't we just take a taxi or something?" He sighed yet again and proceeded to call the office for a bus to pick them up.
  12. Once Upon A Time In Selayar... This will be the thread where I'm going to post random stories about the life of a common citizen just trying to live their life in Selayar. There might be stories about a guy who is trying to find his son in an amusement park, a kid trying to find his way to the Ferris wheel, a woman who is struggling with her seven kids, and such. You name it.
  13. MONDAY, April 29th 2019 'Puzzling', New archaeological throws doubt on the fate of previous inhabitants of Selayar Close-up of the newly-discovered Boreaurelian pottery with its distinctive pattern MATANGA, Terata –Archaeologist today announced a surprising discovery after a period of research and discussion that followed a National Archaeological Expedition on December 2017 to the famous Tanana Archeological Site, 143km southeast of Wanaperaʻa, the nation's capital. Tanana is the oldest dated site of human habitation in Selayar, spanning a time period from the Upper Pleistocene to the late second millenia BCE. Previous findings have yielded strong indications toward a wave of migration around 5000 years ago, that is widely believed to be the ancestors of all human in Selayar. This wave of migration is marked with its distinctive pottery pattern, which is unknown in the preceding time period, along with signs of domesticated cereals and animals remnants. This group of people, dubbed Boreaurelian (North Aurelian), however, is not the first human to inhabit Selayar. The fate of this palaeo-Selayari, the previous inhabitants of Selayar, remains elusive toward archaeologists for a long time. Most accepted theory pointed toward the complete replacement of palaeo-Selayari with the more advanced Boreaurelian people, though initial DNA projects contradict the current theory. Today's announcement throws further doubt to the current widely-accepted theory, with the findings of the Boreaurelian potteries along with human bones associated with a Palaeo-Selayari in an ancient grave. This is a surprising discovery since this is the first time bones associated with Palaeo-Selayari dated after 5000 years ago in Tanana, indicating its survival well beyond after the migration of Boreaurelian. Currently accepted dating of the bones is around 4000 years ago to 2000 years ago, though it might be challenged in the future. It is unknown the implications the discovery for the prehistory of Selayar, and it will certainly be a controversy among archaeologist for some time in the near future, as it is usual following a major archaeological discovery in the past. This will, however, marked a further advance of the archaeology field in Selayar, which has been lacking in the past.
  14. Oh, culturally it will still be your typical Southeast Asian culture plus some Chinese influences. The polynesian bit is just from linguistic perspective, since my conlang is partly based on Polynesian languages. Beside having Polynesian culture in a continent is a bit odd
  15. That could certainly be arranged
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