OfWindAndRain

When Royalty Collides

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Fareeha Amari

^Of_The

Mamlakat Asslahra

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Fareeha... did not want to be here, in short.

Pulling up to the Aciran estate was relatively underwhelming-- looking at it, she couldn't help that she would genuinely enjoy this place if she wasn't being forced here to marry a man who might very well give up his title any day now. And what would that say about her and her family? That she was so undesirable that literally not being royalty was a good price? It didn't matter what the man himself thought or felt or what the history of that had been, it would a blow to her reputation, as little as she cared for it, and further more to her line, which she did care for. Enemies will be able to use that for generations, really, if they were vindictive enough.

That being said, Fareeha fully intended to... maybe not encourage it, but certainly not discourage it. Hers was the country made of robbers, murderers, exiled soldiers, and more. It would be annoying to deal with in future years, but a marriage she didn't want? That he didn't want? Ugh, hard pass.

The woman in flowing black silk sighed and stepped out of her vehicle, giving a slight courtesy to her driver, holding the door open for her. Avlens was such a friendly chauffeur, he had actually talked to her the entire way here. It helped calm the nerves, no matter how she might deny them.

Marching up the steps after the last person-- Alejandro, she noted, primarily by the extravagance of his garb-- she raised a genuine, if small, smile to the Royal Family of Aciras.

"Greetings from the sands of Mamlakat Asslahra, Royalties of Aciras. A pleasure to be hosted by your wonderful kingdom," Fareeha began, before going on to pay a personal compliment to each of the members of her host. After finishing her greet and paying her respects, Princess Amari finished with, "And may your days be blessed with warm sands."

After finishing, she stepped aside and glided through the door, briefly closing her eyes-- before opening them to hear Quentin. Oh dear, him again. She'll have to wander a bit once he caught up to her-- she didn't really want to talk to anyone here, not at the moment.

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Quentin Houston

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Tessian Sovereignty

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Quentin straightened his tie and sighed, deeply. He was excited! He was. But also afraid.

Durrell clasped him on the shoulder, glancing over Quentin's shoulder to look at his reflection in the mirror before him.

"You'll do fine, man. I mean, yeah, they'll eat you alive, but the good thing is that it'll make for great content!"

Durrell's humor did not comfort Quentin, not in the private space he was using to finish readying up before actually leaving for the event. Still, he gave his friend and editor a smile, clasped him on the shoulder, and pulled him into a hug. "Thanks for doing what you're doing, man. Not everyone's lucky enough to have as great of an editor to annoy their ass."

The man only laughed and returned his hug, before stepping back and tugging at Quentin's suit, straightening it. "Get out there, man. They're Kingdom Royalty, but you're Youtube Famous, whatever the hell that means."

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Stepping up behind Fareeha Amari-- lovely lady, she seemed equally amused and annoyed at him-- he finished buttoning up his jacket just before coming before Raven and her family. Stretching a grin across his face, crinkling his eyes up into halfmoons and stepping forward almost before Fareeha had cleared the area, he clasped Raven's hand in his and gave each member of the family a bow, briefly meeting each of their eyes with an almost laughing smile.

"It's great to see all of you again! I wish I could visit more often, and I do really, really love what you've done with everything, Princess, it looks stunning, it really does. If I had half the style, I wouldn't have to spend my time doing what I do, you know?" He gave them each a warm, enthusiastic greeting, personally complimenting at least one thing, always trying to poke a little fun and bring a little smile-- but on Royalty, he wasn't sure how effective. Didn't mean he wouldn't try.

Finishing up, he stepped to the side and entered the ballroom behind, giving the Princess a last short wave and half-hopping into the room.

Coming up behind Fareeha Amari, be briefly exchanged a greeting with her-- enough to get her to roll her eyes and gently shove his shoulder towards the rest of the room-- before he split off, marching into the room and surveying the crowd.

Crowd of politicians, princes and princesses, some of which who hated his guts.

His smiled widened and he clasped his hands, surveying the elegance and style of the beautiful attendees.

Then, of course, his gaze landed on his betrothed, Princess Maeryn Ozzette Raske. Ryn Raske. A dangerous woman from a dangerous family, and it just now settled onto him the reality-- he was going to merry the princess flayer. Even as he stared, he noted Beatrice of the Konigreich approaching them. Those three he'd approach first, he decided.

Of course, Ryn looked like she could seduce any man alive and was gloriously sexy. Sort of the whole don't stick your dick in crazy idea, except he was deadass betrothed to it, and her family likely wouldn't mind if he ended up getting diced like a tomato. He honestly wasn't sure if his family would mind either, so long as it secured them the threat of being allied with the Raskes.

Beatrice was scary, but she was also beautiful, but more in the way an extremely well crafted and decorated rapier was-- elegant, graceful, and could poke you where you hurt most.

Naturally he marched right up and gave the Flayer, the Rapier, and Prince Raiden-- he didn't have a good metaphor for him, to be honest, but that might be just because he liked boobs-- a bow, popping up again with that infallible smile and turning to a passing waiter, flagging him with a polite nod of the head. "Cup of white grape juice with some lemon squeezed into it to make it screw up my eyes like I'm drinking hard alcohol, thank you." The waiter's face just briefly broke from its mask to give him that what-the-fuck glance, before smoothing over again and hurrying away.

He turned to three-- primarily Ryn-- and refocused his beam on her-- err, them (Don't blame him, it was those legs, Beatrice can compete but won't win against Ryn, in Quentin's opinion). "Howdy Princess Maeryn Raske! A pleasure to be of acquaintance to ya once again. And you, Prince Zhao Raiden! And greetings to you once more, Princess Beatrice of the ever hardy Konigreich. I'm not used to walking up to a beautiful pair-- or, triplets?-- so do you think I'm doing okay? Should I..." Quentin patted his pockets and lapel, as if searching for something. "I don't know, draw a knife, knock back hard liquor? Honestly, it's easier jumping off a cliff to approach you three, and I can actually speak from experience on that."

Quentin glanced between the three, shooting off as if it were the most natural thing in the world, nevermind the fact that he came up behind them while they were staring at awkward moments made incarnate walking around.

When Royalty Collides

Quentin Houston of the Tessian Sovereignty

Quentin Houston of the Tessian Sovereignty

"You've yee'd your last 'haw, pardner... hehe!" -Quentin Houston

💎𝓝𝓪𝓶𝓮
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Quentin Ronald Houston

💎𝓣𝓲𝓽𝓵𝓮
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Fifth Prince of the Texas Sovereignty

💎𝓐𝓰𝓮
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22

💎𝓖𝓮𝓷𝓭𝓮𝓻
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Male

💎𝓢𝓮𝔁𝓾𝓪𝓵𝓲𝓽𝔂
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Heterosexual

💎𝓐𝓹𝓹𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓪𝓷𝓬𝓮
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Quentin is a friendly 5’ 11” young man with a stature that gives the impression of someone smaller; when seen online, he’s often remarked to be the smaller party in interactions. In person, however, he has deceptively wide shoulders and spends a notable portion of every week working out, so not a beefcake, but he does have muscle. He’s got brown hair, cut just below his ear, often styled, with quiet, soft blue eyes that light up when he smiles. He’s emotive with his whole body; you can often see him visibly tense up, he bounces a little when happy, such things. His hands are actually a little rough from working on the ranch-- the ‘palace’ of the Tessian Sovereignty-- and from all the things he’s done traveling. He has a small scar behind his ear, a once-bad laceration, and he has a larger scare on the top of his thigh from a diving accident.

💎𝓟𝓮𝓻𝓼𝓸𝓷𝓪𝓵𝓲𝓽𝔂
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While there are some that may say he's just fabricated, he is an excitable and energetic fella with hankering towards discussion and diplomacy. He likes his little pranks, but he's all in good fun, always humorous and the epitome-- usually-- of Texan hospitality, and a Southern gentleman.

In other words... he talks quite a bit, he's respectful and Southern, and he errs towards smiling and laughing. He’s self-aware, charming, and friendly. He’s confident in himself, has had a great deal of experience, and deals with an enormous amount of both adoration and hate. He’s become an exceedingly moderated and collected individual. That said, he’s quite intelligent; he’s pursued his current ‘career’ as a way to gain influence outside of the reach of an unimportant kingdom’s small monarchy.

💎𝓛𝓲𝓴𝓮𝓼 + 𝓓𝓲𝓼𝓵𝓲𝓴𝓮𝓼
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Likes: Singing, almost all music with the exception of any sort of music that he finds degrading or blatantly disrespectful to anyone, whether an individual, gender, or ethnic group. Finds larger animals interesting, loves the internet and all that goes on in it, any sort of freedom from anything, loves fruits of almost any kind, though he definitely prefers kiwi and strawberry. Greatly enjoys memes of any sort, and while he appreciates literature, he doesn’t have a whole lot of time to spend on it- also enjoys like-minded people who are similarly open-minded and wide-eyed. Enjoys early mornings and active days, and relaxing in the evening. Cooking and multitasking are two things he's become very familiar with, and he has a soft spot for cobblers, beef, naps, and soft hair. One thing sure to warm his heart is a close bond of any sort, whether it be between a person and an item, pet, family, or friend. Cocoa Cola, Big Blue, Mentos NOW Mints, and sweet tea. Streamers, memes, gaming, and board games. Cattle, livestock, agriculture, and hard work are also things he approves and enjoys.

Dislikes: Disrespect, pretentiousness, arrogance, superiority complexes, inequality, debts of any sort. Also hates cabbage, tea that isn't sweet (Or things that aren’t sweet or are too bland), people with sticks up their bums, laziness or uncertainty, and jobs left unfinished. Can't stand those who don't give an effort with something, nor can he stand narrow-minded people, or people who aren't willing to share his point of view- he's somewhat narrow minded, ironically, in that regard. Doesn't like being ruled, or controlled. Finds issue with greed or ambition, and genuinely doesn't understand the need for major politicking.

💎𝓑𝓲𝓸𝓰𝓻𝓪𝓹𝓱𝔂
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Born to the Patriarch and Matriarch of the Texas Sovereignty, Quentin Houston is the fifth of five children- three brothers(28, 27, and 24), and the last two are sisters, twins (25). He grew up in a modest mansion of a household known as the White House, which was because it was literally a very large white house, on The Houston Ranch outside of the capital city- known as Capital Dallas, or “the Cap.”

He grew up shooting, exploring, being tutored, ranching, and helping with farming-- standard things for those residents of the White House. He learned how to work his hands and his mind, and while he prefers his hands, he knows the importance of what's what. He's grounded, down to earth, and proud of his people, because as a ruling member of one of the largest agricultural producers in the world, he knows just how hard his people work to accomplish what they do.

By age 18, he was taught what was deemed important enough for him and his brothers and sisters to be tutored in- the three older brothers and two younger sisters- which included basic math, and more advanced world history, government, and economics stretching into university-level. At the same time, he could woodwork, farm, do basic mechanicwork, ranchwork, and more.

By age 20, he had found a new side of life: one of the modern day. After his first eighteen years as a very hands-on, isolated 'prince,' he was allowed to go off on his own for a few years to find himself, learn about his people, and occasionally act as a government agent in settling disputes or the like. Accompanied by one of his uncles, and a series of bodyguards, he spent some time in New Houston, a trade city that sprouted up around the Trans-Oceanic Canal, the single route to go from the Atlantic to the Pacific without sailing hundreds of miles out of one's way.It's here that he joined society, and began exploring the city for all sorts of things- museums, art galleries, gaming lounges, even briefly taking time to give speeches at the local university to students who have never had money, or had ever worked with their hands.

He briefly tried to get into the streaming scene, but he failed epically-- he was too unfamiliar with games, and wasn't naturally good at them. Instead, he turned to vlogging. For the next two years, Quentin Houstin has become one of the largest vloggers in the world, regularly taking short trips across the world just for the sake of content-- and was able to do so, both because of diplomatic missions his parents required of him, his own bank account, and his own status as a prince. While he would have it known that he started off popular, in a joking way, he actually had videos posted when he was eighteen but only started picking up when he focused and doubled down for his channel and its content when he turned twenty.

Ever since he turned nineteen, he’s traveled the world, and has visited most major nations in the world. Monuments, landmarks; he loves visting them and, of course, vlogging his experience.

💎𝓕𝓒 + 𝓒𝓸𝓵𝓸𝓻 𝓒𝓸𝓭𝓮
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FC: Tom Holland, color code: burlywood

💎𝓣𝓱𝓮𝓶𝓮 𝓢𝓸𝓷𝓰
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Mood - Felix Cartel
_{”Monday is my Saturday
We don't worry 'bout anything, no
Ooh, this is my mood”}

💎𝓑𝓮𝓽𝓻𝓸𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓭 𝓣𝓸
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Princess Maeryn Ozzette Raske

💎𝓞𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓻
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-- He is a practiced mimic, which is sometimes part of his vlogs' content
-- His family's herd is some of highest grade of cattle in the world, second only to special herds of cattle that create Wagyu beef, or of similar grade in a few special farms in the Sovereignty or Aciras. He uses this when he cooks.

The Tessas Sovereignty

The Tessas Sovereignty

Home to the country that controls trade between the two major oceans of the world, some of the highest agricultural output, a small but competitive supplier of oil, and is otherwise small-fry on the political scene, with little to no clout.

💎𝓚𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓭𝓸𝓶 𝓝𝓪𝓶𝓮
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Tessas Sovereignty; colloquially referred to as the Sovereignty

💎𝓚𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓠𝓾𝓮𝓮𝓷
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Patriarch Jamison the Third Houston, and Matriarch Sarah Houston, are the two leading members of the monarchy that technically controls the Sovereignty. They are supported with several close family branches, and their five children: Jamison, Austin, Alicia, Chloe, and Quentin.

💎𝓚𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓭𝓸𝓶 𝓒𝓸𝓵𝓸𝓻𝓼
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Sky blue, wheat gold, cotton white.

💎𝓦𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓚𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓭𝓸𝓶 𝓲𝓼 𝓚𝓷𝓸𝔀𝓷 𝓕𝓸𝓻
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Agriculture, most notably cotton/beef/grain, for being a major distributor of product from Atlantic/Pacific. They also trade a great deal, with goods from all over the world filtering in from the Pacific and into the Atlantic, and vice versa; because the Panama Canal is part of the Tessian Sovereignty, many nations and militaries have to deal directly with them to quickly cross between the oceans. The Sovereignty is a minor supplier of oil as well. They’re also known for being the home of Quentin Houston, world-famous ‘social media influencer’ and vlogger.

💎𝓡𝓮𝓬𝓮𝓷𝓽/𝓡𝓮𝓵𝓮𝓿𝓪𝓷𝓽 𝓚𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓭𝓸𝓶 𝓗𝓲𝓼𝓽𝓸𝓻𝔂
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The Soveriegnty began with the memberstate of the Aciras Monarchy known as Tessia, which, after nearly a century of local government bickering, eventually came to the conclusion that they'd like to break away from Aciras, and strike it on their own, so to speak. While the reason why never came to the public, rumors suggest that there was actually a burgeoning revolutionary movement in Tessia-- one that included many members of the local government. Instead of a violent revolution, however, the local government petitioned the monarchy for independence. After many years of debate, a close alliance was guaranteed, many people disappeared from both sides, though no one really important, in what Aciras doesn't really acknowledge but the Soveriegnty calls the Quiet War [of Independence].

Eventually, the TS broke away and formed a new government... and then revealed that there was a sizable militia-turned army ready to go, and began to conquer/annex the Central Aciran countries of low prosperity and population, creating the TS.

💎𝓞𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓻
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New Houston; the Trans-Oceanic Canals

It is here that the Tessian Sovereignty, which conquered the land not even a century beforehand with a mixture of force and economics, finds most of its trade and diversity: all sorts of people live in New Houston, and it's the single largest port in the world, with hundreds of cargo and warships passing through the multitude of canals and into port every day, from both oceans. While there are other nations that facilitate trade and the like, the Sovereignty produces massive amounts of agricultural products and ships it worldwide, with top exports being chicken, beef, corn, grains of various sorts, and cotton.

Here, the Texas Sovereignty also stimulates the world economy by buying up goods and the like from one part of the globe, running them through their cities and peoples at home, and then through the canals to the opposite side of the world; they do so without major markup, and making very little money off of this normally impractical approach to economics. However, in doing so, they increase demand for oil, products on both sides of the world, and enrich the lives on either end, and passively improve relationships that foreign people have with the TS, making the TS's agricultural sales to increase.

Further, those corporations and companies that directly ship goods from one ocean to another are also taxed, more heavily than if they bought and redistrubited it. This encourages companies to work with the TS directly, rather than just paying taxes and moving straight through-- and if they do want to avoid contact with TS, then they profit all the more off of that want for independence from the government.

They are not a rich people, and their intention never is that of one-- but they pull in and expend a very notable amount of monies.

Ethics and Wages

Something that sets TS apart is they don't necessarily have ethics or the like regarding indentured servitude. Where the majority of the world has, at this modern point, decided that any form of slavery is bad and should forever be avoided, TS makes its business rather cost-efficient by employing indentured servants. Laws about one's rights are actually looser in TS than almost any other first-world country, and it shows in that debt is often bought up that belongs to foreign people, when they come to TS, so that they can become indentured and work of their debt to their new Tessian owners while the Tessian owners profit by having a relatively cheap labor force. While they aren't abused, it isn't necessarily ethical; however, it is accepted by the populous. Normal citizens, when finding there to be debt, can and will sell themselves into indentured servitude to pay it off without having to worry about all the finances themselves; it's part of the culture, and even though it's somewhat new, in that it's been part of the Sovereignty for its short lifespan of nearly a century, it has become something accepted due to the almost largely reasonable treatment of people; basic human rights for being cared for and treated respectful exist, rather than an unalienable right for freedom.

Even when Tessians are indentured, they don't see it as slavery- just something they have to do so they can remain truly free, of either debt or of servitude, depending on whether or not they're indentured.

When Royalty Collides

Fareeha Isis Amari of Mamlakat Asslahra

Fareeha Isis Amari of Mamlakat Asslahra

"I wrestle with a hyena for fun. What do politicians have on that?" -Fareeha Isis Amari

💎𝓝𝓪𝓶𝓮
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Fareeha Isis Amari :: "Snake Queen" :: "Faree"

💎𝓣𝓲𝓽𝓵𝓮
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Crown Princess/Heiress

💎𝓐𝓰𝓮
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24

💎𝓖𝓮𝓷𝓭𝓮𝓻
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Female

💎𝓢𝓮𝔁𝓾𝓪𝓵𝓲𝓽𝔂
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Bisexual

💎𝓐𝓹𝓹𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓪𝓷𝓬𝓮
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Fareeha is a 5' 5" tall woman with what was formerly a slender, borderline thin physique-- now, it is muscled, toned, like a snake before striking. With a dark bronze skin tone, a silky smooth complexion except on her extremities where she bears a multitude of small straight scars, and relatively unremarkable midnight-black hair, her basic physical traits are rather average for her people- it's her somewhat delicate jaw and cheekbones that suggest her royal heritage. She's got a slightly smaller than average nose, and her eyes are a dark brown-- often mistaken for black, unless the light shines on her eyes. Her gaze can be equally dark, though you may find mirth and mischief there. The only colorful thing of her gaze is the golden flecks in her dark eyes, difficult to see without looking closely, and are again a sign of her heritage.

Her hair is often cut to shoulder-length, and she currently has a third of her head shaved in a somewhat popular style in the modern day, with the rest of her hair slicked over to the opposite side.

Her ears are pierced, and are the only parts of her that are.

Her arms and legs are scarred from small, straight lacerations, her hands are rough and weathered, and her shoulders bear larger scars. On her right hand, in the center of her palm, is also the only snake bite that didn't completely heal-- two small spots of scar tissue bracketing either side of one of her veins.

She is a literal snake of a woman, whose entire stance exudes casual self-confidence and a certain presence that comes from her experiences with danger of various sorts.

💎𝓟𝓮𝓻𝓼𝓸𝓷𝓪𝓵𝓲𝓽𝔂
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• Driven, motivated, ambitious.
• Empassioned, fierce, willful.
• Independent, confident, Sovereign
• Masochistic, full of heart, hardy
• Prideful, almost egotistical

💎𝓛𝓲𝓴𝓮𝓼 + 𝓓𝓲𝓼𝓵𝓲𝓴𝓮𝓼
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LIKES:
Reptiles, sweets, challenges, combat or fighting in any form, thunderstorms, other animals such as horses or elephants, being top dog, shiny and expensive things, and her people. She loves a challenge, the thrill of fear and risk, eating lots and exercising lots. Combat, weaponry of modern and older forms, martial arts, and dealing with things directly. She’s a hunter, and she enjoys hunts of any sort the most.

But most of all, snakes and thunderstorms.

DISLIKES:
Stupidity, disrespect, ignorance, llamas, dishonesty, sandstorms, people who think they're superior (regardless if it's true), and being ignored or dismissed. And olives.

💎𝓑𝓲𝓸𝓰𝓻𝓪𝓹𝓱𝔂
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Was born, spent many years exploring her palace, home city, and surrounding desert, up until her wilderness guide and guard died to a snakebite. Then she went out alone after that. Grew up being privately tutored, because she was expelled within a year of going to the private school all the upper echelon kids grew up in, and soon graduated basic coursework and started taking more advanced lessons by age 18.

Given the option of a bit of freedom, she joins the military. It’s in a nonserving role; she’ll never be deployed, but it’s considered somewhat risky but healthy for the sole heir to the throne to be capable of defending herself, and with the confidence that comes from being trained and deadly. While she does technically graduate the basic combat training for her people's special forces, she's pulled out before she can gain an official rank and promotion. Afterwards, she spends her time hanging out with off-duty fellows from training, being tutored on everything she needs to know about ruling her people and nation, and building up the largest park containing the largest variety of exotic and venomous creatures- and is the single largest owner of any sort of snake in the world.

💎𝓕𝓒 + 𝓒𝓸𝓵𝓸𝓻 𝓒𝓸𝓭𝓮
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::salmon::
Binx Walton

💎𝓑𝓮𝓽𝓻𝓸𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓭 𝓣𝓸
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TBD/N/A

💎𝓞𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓻
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A king cobra, colloquially referred to as 'Sun,' or 'Sandy'
A ball python, colloquially referred to as 'Farih,' or 'Princess'
A fully black hyena, slightly larger than average, colloquially referred to as 'Fangs,' or 'Cackler.'
-- Is also immune to venoms, and most poisons. This is due to a weekly practice the royal family participates in, where they inject themselves with small doses of a variety of venoms to strengthen their immune systems.

The Mamlakat Asslahra

Mamlakat Asslahra

A land of oily wealth, deadly wildlife, and a nationalistic, hardy people.

💎𝓚𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓭𝓸𝓶 𝓝𝓪𝓶𝓮
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Mamlakat Asslahra -- Empire of Sand and Oil

💎𝓚𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓠𝓾𝓮𝓮𝓷
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--- Emperor Abasi Abdel Nasser
--- Empress Ana Amari Nasser
-- Princess Fareeha Isis Amari

💎𝓚𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓭𝓸𝓶 𝓒𝓸𝓵𝓸𝓻𝓼
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Shiny oil black circle, ringed with gold, on a white backdrop with the bottom half of the backdrop being red.
Oil black, golden yellow, white, red.

💎𝓦𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓚𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓭𝓸𝓶 𝓲𝓼 𝓚𝓷𝓸𝔀𝓷 𝓕𝓸𝓻
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Primarily as the largest exporter oil, gas, diesel, biodiesel, and oil-related products like that. Also produces a high quantity of glass of various sorts, the single largest source of venomous and harsh wildlife, and exotic pets, the rarest and most expensive of furs, and of a family line that those of its blood are reportedly resistant to nearly any and all sickness, disease, and venom. Due to the high content of dangerous creatures, the country is also known for an increase in medicinal marvels, featuring more renowned doctors and medicines than other nations.

💎𝓡𝓮𝓬𝓮𝓷𝓽/𝓡𝓮𝓵𝓮𝓿𝓪𝓷𝓽 𝓚𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓭𝓸𝓶 𝓗𝓲𝓼𝓽𝓸𝓻𝔂
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The Kingdom of the Desert began when PsuedoAfrica, PsuedoEurope, and PsuedoMiddle East realized it existed. Then they sent their exiles, rebels, or other unwanted parties there.

Two hundred years later and it had become settled.

Four more hundred years and the first emperor rose, a man with roots from Egypt, a rebel whose name had been struck from the history books.

The atrocities he committed on Mamlakat Asslahra similarly struck him from the history books when he was revolted against and slain. In his place rose a new Emperor, the first of the Amari line, reportedly a Snake Whisperer.

Twelve hundred years later and a small, respectable nation had sprouted up, one that was hardy, and strong due to the harsh wilds of the island nation. Whales were big back then, and they were mainly a fish nation, up until the early 1800s, when oil was discovered...

About two hundred years later, Mamlakat Asslahra has one of the richest monarchies in the world, and is the largest exporter of oil. Using deals with Konigreich through Athens, and the Sovereignty, they are a major member of the global oil market.

💎𝓞𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓻
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N/A

When Royalty Collides (#YIKES)

Prince of the Texan Sovereignty,

Quentin Houston

The Outfit

Events such as these were right up Quentin's alley!

This was sarcastic, of course. They were not.

Trying to pretend that he belonged, Quentin managed to get aaaalllll the way through the niceties and polite...ities? and respectities and politics surrounding a very big event that he was invited to for some reason (???) until he, after over thirty hours without his signature hat... wore his hat.

God, this was a more casual event anyways, nobody would probably even care or notice that he was wearing his cowboy hat. It was white-- it was no flashy colors. No one would care, he reassured himself, as he dressed in a suit his servants-- hired on a month earlier from his friendgroup, who were mockingly formal in how they 'served' him. They also reassured him that no one would mind the hat.

Quentin didn't regret wearing the hat, but he did regret trusting his friends. He could see Princes and Princesses and even a few of those ever so blank servants glancing at his hat, as he warmly greeted his hosts. A handshake with them might've been out of place, but he always preferred the straightforward approach and still didn't really get the whole bowing thing. Nonetheless, he managed to get out of that without offending anyone-- he thought-- and even seemed to get a genuinely warm smile out of the so very pink Lea! So he must've been doing okay.

But still, everyone was glancing at his hat. He pretended to not notice, of course-- he was very good at noticing things and not commenting on them, because being a know-it-all wasn't often funny and comedic-- but it made him feel quite self-conscious.

So the big man, standing as tall or taller than every other member of royalty in the room, made even more prominent with his hat adding another four inches, found himself standing somewhat alone-- how would he even approach royalty?-- as he studied the meat selection at the snack table. Specifically, judging its quality in both preparation and in ingredients. He found some lackluster, and some to be quite impressive.

But there was none of his family's premium meats here. The best in the world... none of it served here. Huh! He'd have to change that, Quentin thought to himself as he chewed on his twelfth meatball.

When Royalty Collides (#YIKES)

Princess of Mamlakat Assalhra,

FAREEHA ISIS AMARI

The Outfit

Fareeha hated people.

Well, not all people. She just hated mostly everyone. And that was for a simple reason: they were terribly, terribly boring, and average. They weren't amusing, or even original.

So while she wasn't particularly looking forward to dealing with a thousand and a half egotistical members of royalty... she'd happily take it in favor of leaving home for a spell and getting away from the increasing pressure of her parents and tutors, her studies and her... well, politics. But internal ones. These external politics with a bunch of grown children from the countries across the seas is relatively removed, and largely... well, somewhat irrelevant to her. They had no real 'neighbors' because Mamlakat Asslahra is a giant island, surrounded by international waters... so if a prince or princess gets a little offended, eeeeh, it's mostly alright.

So here she was, marching through the hallways of an admittedly impressive castle and palace, to greet her host.

The pinkest, most girly, most... disgusting excited and happy Princess that Fareeha has ever seen. So much pink. Why is there so much pink. But nonetheless, the Princess Lea's effect on the normally stoic 'Snake Queen,' as the internet community called her, was apparent-- Fareeha couldn't help but a slightly miffed sigh and a smile breaking out on her face, as she-- gracefully! mind-- marched up to her hosts, dressed smartly and handsomely instead of prettily or regally.

It was a quick exchange, however, with the hosts of the Aciran kingdom-- just a compliment on how Fareeha could never pull off such a beautiful gown, a warm smile-- that she was quite unused to but let it slide-- and respect given to all the hosts.

Then the woman was out on the floor, sighing for just a brief moment at getting the most formal part of this out of the way.

Scanning the room, Fareeha concluded... that she knew next to no one here. Reaching up to the silent and still form of her ball python, Farih, curled around her neck inside of her collar, she gently stroked the snake's head, feeling the girl shift slightly as her head came up to meet the pets.

When Royalty Collides (#YIKES)

Fareeha Isis Amari of Mamlakat Asslahra

Fareeha Isis Amari of Mamlakat Asslahra

"Stop staring and mind your own damn business." -Fareeha Isis Amari

💎𝓝𝓪𝓶𝓮
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Fareeha Isis Amari :: "Snake Queen" :: "Faree"

💎𝓣𝓲𝓽𝓵𝓮
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Crown Princess/Heiress

💎𝓐𝓰𝓮
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24

💎𝓖𝓮𝓷𝓭𝓮𝓻
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Female

💎𝓢𝓮𝔁𝓾𝓪𝓵𝓲𝓽𝔂
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Bisexual

💎𝓐𝓹𝓹𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓪𝓷𝓬𝓮
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Fareeha is a 5' 8" tall woman with what was formerly a slender physique-- now, it is muscled, toned, and weathered. With a dark bronze skin tone, smooth complexion, and unremarkable midnight-black hair, her basic physical traits are rather average for her people- it's her somewhat delicate jaw and cheekbones that suggest her royal heritage. She's got an average nose, and her eyes are a dark brown-- often mistaken for black, unless the light shines on her eyes. Her gaze is equally dark, oftentimes unfriendly or, at the very least, judging. The only colorful thing of her gaze is the golden flecks in her dark eyes, difficult to see without looking closely, and are again a sign of her heritage.

Her hair is often cut to shoulder-length, and she currently has a third of her head shaved in a somewhat popular style in the modern day, with the rest of her hair slicked over to the opposite side.

Her ears are pierced, and are the only parts of her that are.

Her arms and legs are scarred from small, straight lacerations, her hands are rough and weathered, and her shoulders bear larger scars. On her right hand, in the center of her palm, is also the only snake bite that didn't completely heal-- two small spots of scar tissue bracketing either side of one of her veins.

💎𝓟𝓮𝓻𝓼𝓸𝓷𝓪𝓵𝓲𝓽𝔂
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Exceedingly confident, self-assured. Driven by her duty, certain ambitions, and dedicated over anything else.

Thick-skinned, and while she personally can ignore even the most grievous of insults, anything said against her people or her family are taken extremely personally-- they are her people, her charges, and therefore must be defended accordingly.

Fiercely sovereign, and expects others to be so as well, including close friends-- while she comes to the aid of her allies and friends, she doesn't do so without being asked too. She expects those that she likes, admires, or otherwise is friendly with to stand up for themselves.

Is also a very casual and fun-loving. She can flip the switch and focus on enjoying herself and relaxing, in part because of her past-- and when she does, she cares very little for rank, title, or reservations.

💎𝓛𝓲𝓴𝓮𝓼 + 𝓓𝓲𝓼𝓵𝓲𝓴𝓮𝓼
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LIKES:
Reptiles, sweets, challenges, combat or fighting in any form, thunderstorms, other animals such as horses or elephants, being top dog, shiny and expensive things, and her people.

But most of all, snakes and thunderstorms.

DISLIKES:
Stupidity, disrespect, ignorance, llamas, dishonesty, sandstorms, people who think they're superior (regardless if it's true), and being ignored or dismissed.

💎𝓑𝓲𝓸𝓰𝓻𝓪𝓹𝓱𝔂
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Was born, spent many years exploring her palace, home city, and surrounding desert, up until her wilderness guide and guard died to a snakebite. Then she went out alone after that. Grew up being privately tutored, because she was expelled within a year of going to the private school all the upper echelon kids grew up in, and gained her GED early, at the age of 16-- a mixture of the best teachers, best study methods, and a determined mind.

Three years later and Fareeha Amari has completely university courses for general education, and enters the military, applies for special forces training program. Meets the minimum requirements before her parents realize what she's done, and goes through almost the entire training course before her parents realize just how uncontrollable their child would be if she actually entered the military, much less the nation's special forces. While she does technically graduate the basic combat training for her people's special forces, she's pulled out before she can gain an official rank and promotion. Afterwards, she spends her time hanging out with off-duty fellows from training, being tutored on everything she needs to know about ruling her people and nation, and building up the largest park containing the largest variety of exotic and venomous creatures- and is the single largest owner of any sort of snake in the world.

💎𝓕𝓒 + 𝓒𝓸𝓵𝓸𝓻 𝓒𝓸𝓭𝓮
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::salmon::
Binx Walton

💎𝓑𝓮𝓽𝓻𝓸𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓭 𝓣𝓸
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TBD/N/A

💎𝓞𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓻
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A king cobra, colloquially referred to as 'Sun,' or 'Sandy'
A ball python, colloquially referred to as 'Farih,' or 'Princess'
A fully black hyena, slightly larger than average, colloquially referred to as 'Fangs,' or 'Cackler.'
-- Is also immune to venoms, and most poisons. This is due to a weekly practice the royal family participates in, where they inject themselves with small doses of a variety of venoms to strengthen their immune systems.

The Mamlakat Asslahra

Official Kingdom Name

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💎𝓚𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓭𝓸𝓶 𝓝𝓪𝓶𝓮
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Mamlakat Asslahra -- Empire of Sand or Oil

💎𝓚𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓠𝓾𝓮𝓮𝓷
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--- Emperor Abasi Abdel Nasser
--- Empress Ana Amari Nasser
-- Princess Fareeha Isis Amari

💎𝓚𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓭𝓸𝓶 𝓒𝓸𝓵𝓸𝓻𝓼
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Shiny oil black circle, ringed with gold, on a white backdrop with the bottom half of the backdrop being red.
Oil black, golden yellow, white, red.

💎𝓦𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓚𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓭𝓸𝓶 𝓲𝓼 𝓚𝓷𝓸𝔀𝓷 𝓕𝓸𝓻
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Primarily as the largest exporter oil, gas, diesel, biodiesel, and oil-related products like that. Also produces a high quantity of glass of various sorts, the single largest source of venomous and harsh wildlife, and exotic pets, the rarest and most expensive of furs, and of a family line that those of its blood are reportedly resistant to nearly any and all sickness, disease, and venom.

💎𝓡𝓮𝓬𝓮𝓷𝓽/𝓡𝓮𝓵𝓮𝓿𝓪𝓷𝓽 𝓚𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓭𝓸𝓶 𝓗𝓲𝓼𝓽𝓸𝓻𝔂
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The Kingdom of the Desert began when PsuedoAfrica, PsuedoEurope, and PsuedoMiddle East realized it existed. Then they sent their exiles, rebels, or other unwanted parties there.

Two hundred years later and it had become settled.

Four more hundred years and the first emperor rose, a man with roots from Egypt, a rebel whose name had been struck from the history books.

The atrocities he committed on Mamlakat Asslahra similarly struck him from the history books when he was revolted against and slain. In his place rose a new Emperor, the first of the Amari line, reportedly a Snake Whisperer.

Twelve hundred years later and a small, respectable nation had sprouted up, one that was hardy, and strong due to the harsh wilds of the island nation. Whales were big back then, and they were mainly a fish nation, up until the early 1800s, when oil was discovered...

About two hundred years later, Mamlakat Asslahra has one of the richest monarchies in the world, and is the largest exporter of oil. Using deals with Konigreich through Athens, and the Sovereignty, they are a major member of the global oil market.

💎𝓞𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓻
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N/A

Quentin Houston of the Texas Sovereignty

Quentin Houston of the Texas Sovereignty

"You've yee'd your last 'haw, pardner... hehe!" -Quentin Houston

💎𝓝𝓪𝓶𝓮
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Quentin Ronald Houston

💎𝓣𝓲𝓽𝓵𝓮
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Prince of the Texas Sovereignty

💎𝓐𝓰𝓮
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23

💎𝓖𝓮𝓷𝓭𝓮𝓻
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Male

💎𝓢𝓮𝔁𝓾𝓪𝓵𝓲𝓽𝔂
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Heterosexual

💎𝓐𝓹𝓹𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓪𝓷𝓬𝓮
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6' 2" hunky muscley beef-man, with an almost arrogant poise, self-assured and vaguely superior air, and forever looking down on those around him- even managing it to those he's shorter than. Probably about two-hundred-thirty pounds of bone, sinew, muscle, skin, a few brain cells, with a slightly tanned complexion on normally pale-warm skin, with blue-green eyes and short, downy-soft brown hair. Strong jaw and facial bones, straight nose. Moderately roughened hands, with his proportions definitely favoring his shoulders and upper chest, though he does possess a set of long, powerful legs.

💎𝓟𝓮𝓻𝓼𝓸𝓷𝓪𝓵𝓲𝓽𝔂
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While there are some that may say he's just fabricated, he is an excitable and energetic fella with hankering towards discussion and diplomacy. He likes his little pranks, but he's all in good fun, always humorous and the epitome-- usually-- of Texan hospitality, and a Southern gentleman.

In other words... he talks quite a bit, he's respectful and Southern, and he errs towards smiling and laughing.

💎𝓛𝓲𝓴𝓮𝓼 + 𝓓𝓲𝓼𝓵𝓲𝓴𝓮𝓼
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Likes: Singing, almost all music with the exception of any sort of music that he finds degrading or blatantly disrespectful to anyone, whether an individual, gender, or ethnic group. Finds larger animals interesting, loves the internet and all that goes on in it, any sort of freedom from anything, loves fruits of almost any kind, though he definitely prefers kiwi and strawberry. Greatly enjoys memes of any sort, as well as art and literature- also enjoys like-minded people who are similarly open-minded and wide-eyed. Enjoys early mornings and active days, and relaxing in the evening. Cooking and multitasking are two things he's become very familiar with, and he has a soft spot for cobblers, beef, snake, and soft hair. One thing sure to warm his heart is a close bond of any sort, whether it be between a person and an item, pet, family, or friend. Cocoa Cola, Big Blue, Mentos NOW Mints, and sweet tea. Streamers, memes, gaming, and board games. Cattle, livestock, agriculture, and hard work are also things he approves and enjoys.

Dislikes: Disrespect, pretentiousness, arrogance, superiority complexes, inequality, debts of any sort, wild animals where they don't belong, Also hates cabbage, tea that isn't sweet, people with sticks up their bums, laziness or uncertainty, and jobs left unfinished. Can't stand those who don't give an effort with something, nor can he stand narrow-minded people, or people who aren't willing to share his point of view- he's somewhat narrow minded, ironically, in that regard. Doesn't like being ruled, or controlled. Finds issue with greed or ambition, and genuinely doesn't understand the need for major politicking.

💎𝓑𝓲𝓸𝓰𝓻𝓪𝓹𝓱𝔂
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Born to the Patriarch and Matriarch of the Texas Sovereignty, Quentin Houston is the second of five children- three brothers, and the last two are sisters, twins. He grew up in a modest mansion of a household known as the White House, which was because it was literally a very large white house, on The Houston Ranch outside of the capital city- Dallas.

He grew up shooting, exploring, being tutored, ranching, and helping with farming. He learned how to work his hands and his mind, and while he prefers his hands, he knows the importance of what's what. He's grounded, down to earth, and proud of his people, because as a ruling member of one of the largest agricultural producers in the world, he knows just how hard his people work to accomplish what they do.

By age 18, he was taught what was deemed important enough for him and his brothers and sisters to be tutored in- the three older brothers and two younger sisters- which included basic math, and more advanced world history, government, and economics stretching into university-level. At the same time, he could woodwork, farm, do basic mechanicwork, ranchwork, and more.

By age 20, he had found a new side of life: one of the modern day. After his first eighteen years as a very hands-on, isolated 'prince,' he was allowed to go off on his own for a few years to find himself, learn about his people, and occasionally act as a government agent in settling disputes or the like. Accompanied by one of his uncles, and a series of bodyguards, he spent some time in New Houston, a trade city that sprouted up around the Trans-Oceanic Canal, the single route to go from the Atlantic to the Pacific without sailing hundreds of miles out of one's way.It's here that he joined society, and began exploring the city for all sorts of things- museums, art galleries, gaming lounges, even briefly taking time to give speeches at the local university to students who have never had money, or had ever worked with their hands.

He briefly tried to get into the streaming scene, but he failed epically-- he was too unfamiliar with games, and wasn't naturally good at them. Instead, he turned to vlogging. For the next two years, Quentin Houstin has become one of the largest vloggers in the world, regularly taking short trips across the world just for the sake of content-- and was able to do so, both because of diplomatic missions his parents required of him, his own bank account, and his own status as a prince.

💎𝓕𝓒 + 𝓒𝓸𝓵𝓸𝓻 𝓒𝓸𝓭𝓮
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FC: Channing Tatum (specifically in the 2nd Kingsman movie), color code: burlywood

💎𝓣𝓱𝓮𝓶𝓮 𝓢𝓸𝓷𝓰
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What Is My Life - Artist
_{A Few Lyrics here}

💎𝓑𝓮𝓽𝓻𝓸𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓭 𝓣𝓸
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Princess Isabella Cotilla del Reyes of Evalusia

💎𝓞𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓻
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-- He is a practiced mimic, which is sometimes part of his vlogs' content
-- His family's herd is some of highest grade of cattle in the world, second only to special herds of cattle that create Wagyu beef, or of similar grade in a few special farms in the Sovereignty or Aciras.

The Texas Sovereignty

The Texas Sovereignty

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💎𝓚𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓭𝓸𝓶 𝓝𝓪𝓶𝓮
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Texas Sovereignty; the TS

💎𝓚𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓠𝓾𝓮𝓮𝓷
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Patriarch Jamison the Third Houston, and Matriarch Sarah Houston, are the two leading members of the monarchy that technically controls the Sovereignty. They are supported with several close family branches, and their five children: Jamison the Fourth, crown heir at 26 and married, Quentin, at 23, Joseph, at 20, and the twin girls Jamie and Amie, at 17.

💎𝓚𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓭𝓸𝓶 𝓒𝓸𝓵𝓸𝓻𝓼
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Sky blue, wheat gold, cotton white.

💎𝓦𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓚𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓭𝓸𝓶 𝓲𝓼 𝓚𝓷𝓸𝔀𝓷 𝓕𝓸𝓻
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Agriculture, most notably cotton/beef/grain, for being a major distributor of product from Atlantic/Pacific and vice versa, and for being the youngest nation of 90 years or so.

💎𝓡𝓮𝓬𝓮𝓷𝓽/𝓡𝓮𝓵𝓮𝓿𝓪𝓷𝓽 𝓚𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓭𝓸𝓶 𝓗𝓲𝓼𝓽𝓸𝓻𝔂
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The Soveriegnty began with the memberstate of the Aciras Monarchy known as Texas, which, after nearly a century of local government bickering, eventually came to the conclusion that they'd like to break away from Aciras, and strike it on their own, so to speak. While the reason why never came to the public, rumors suggest that there was actually a burgeoning revolutionary movement in Texas-- one that included many members of the local government. Instead of a violent revolution, however, the local government petitioned the monarchy for independence. After many years of debate, a close alliance was guaranteed, many people disappeared from both sides, though no one really important, in what Aciras doesn't really acknowledge but the Soveriegnty calls the Quiet War of Independence.

Eventually, the TS broke away and formed a new government... and then revealed that there was a sizable militia-turned army ready to go, and began to conquer/annex the Central Aciran countries of low prosperity and population, creating the TS.

💎𝓞𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓻
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New Houston; the Trans-Oceanic Canals

It is here that the Texas Sovereignty, which conquered the land not even a century beforehand with a mixture of force and economics, finds most of its trade and diversity: all sorts of people live in New Houston, and it's the single largest port in the world, with hundreds of cargo and warships passing through the multitude of canals and into port every day, from both oceans. While there are other nations that facilitate trade and the like, the Sovereignty produces massive amounts of agricultural products and ships it worldwide, with top exports being chicken, beef, corn, grains of various sorts, and cotton.

Here, the Texas Sovereignty also stimulates the world economy by buying up goods and the like from one part of the globe, running them through their cities and peoples at home, and then through the canals to the opposite side of the world; they do so without major markup, and making very little money off of this normally impractical approach to economics. However, in doing so, they increase demand for oil, products on both sides of the world, and enrich the lives on either end, and passively improve relationships that foreign people have with the TS, making the TS's agricultural sales to increase.

They are not a rich people, and their intention never is that of one.

Ethics and Wages

Something that sets TS apart is they don't necessarily have ethics or the like. Where the majority of the world has, at this modern point, decided that any form of slavery is bad and should forever be avoided, TS makes its business rather cost-efficient by employing indentured servants. Laws about one's rights are actually looser in TS than almost any other first-world country, and it shows in that debt is often bought up that belongs to foreign people, when they come to TS, so that they can become indentured and work of their debt to their new Texan owners while the Texan owners profit by having a relatively cheap labor force. While they aren't abused, it isn't necessarily ethical; however, it is accepted by the populous. Normal citizens, when finding there to be debt, can and will sell themselves into indentured servitude to pay it off without having to worry about all the finances themselves; it's part of the culture, and even though it's somewhat new, in that it's been part of the Sovereignty for its short lifespan of nearly a century, it has become something accepted due to the almost largely reasonable treatment of people; basic human rights for being cared for and treated respectful exist, rather than an unalienable right for freedom.

Even when Texans are indentured, they don't see it as slavery- just something they have to do so they can remain truly free, of either debt or of servitude, depending on whether or not they're indentured.

When Royalty Collides (#YIKES)

<Snipped quote by OfWindAndRain>

they look good but pls add quentin's personality :D <3

@ayzrules

no u

is done

When Royalty Collides (#YIKES)

Fareeha Isis Amari of Mamlakat Asslahra

Fareeha Isis Amari of Mamlakat Asslahra

"Stop staring and mind your own damn business." -Fareeha Isis Amari

💎𝓝𝓪𝓶𝓮
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Fareeha Isis Amari :: "Snake Queen" :: "Faree"

💎𝓣𝓲𝓽𝓵𝓮
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Crown Princess/Heiress

💎𝓐𝓰𝓮
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24

💎𝓖𝓮𝓷𝓭𝓮𝓻
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Female

💎𝓢𝓮𝔁𝓾𝓪𝓵𝓲𝓽𝔂
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Bisexual

💎𝓐𝓹𝓹𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓪𝓷𝓬𝓮
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Fareeha is a 5' 8" tall woman with what was formerly a slender physique-- now, it is muscled, toned, and weathered. With a dark bronze skin tone, smooth complexion, and unremarkable midnight-black hair, her basic physical traits are rather average for her people- it's her somewhat delicate jaw and cheekbones that suggest her royal heritage. She's got an average nose, and her eyes are a dark brown-- often mistaken for black, unless the light shines on her eyes. Her gaze is equally dark, oftentimes unfriendly or, at the very least, judging. The only colorful thing of her gaze is the golden flecks in her dark eyes, difficult to see without looking closely, and are again a sign of her heritage.

Her hair is often cut to shoulder-length, and she currently has a third of her head shaved in a somewhat popular style in the modern day, with the rest of her hair slicked over to the opposite side.

Her ears are pierced, and are the only parts of her that are.

Her arms and legs are scarred from small, straight lacerations, her hands are rough and weathered, and her shoulders bear larger scars. On her right hand, in the center of her palm, is also the only snake bite that didn't completely heal-- two small spots of scar tissue bracketing either side of one of her veins.

💎𝓟𝓮𝓻𝓼𝓸𝓷𝓪𝓵𝓲𝓽𝔂
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Exceedingly confident, self-assured. Driven by her duty, certain ambitions, and dedicated over anything else.

Thick-skinned, and while she personally can ignore even the most grievous of insults, anything said against her people or her family are taken extremely personally-- they are her people, her charges, and therefore must be defended accordingly.

Fiercely sovereign, and expects others to be so as well, including close friends-- while she comes to the aid of her allies and friends, she doesn't do so without being asked too. She expects those that she likes, admires, or otherwise is friendly with to stand up for themselves.

Is also a very casual and fun-loving. She can flip the switch and focus on enjoying herself and relaxing, in part because of her past-- and when she does, she cares very little for rank, title, or reservations.

💎𝓛𝓲𝓴𝓮𝓼 + 𝓓𝓲𝓼𝓵𝓲𝓴𝓮𝓼
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LIKES:
Reptiles, sweets, challenges, combat or fighting in any form, thunderstorms, other animals such as horses or elephants, being top dog, shiny and expensive things, and her people.

But most of all, snakes and thunderstorms.

DISLIKES:
Stupidity, disrespect, ignorance, llamas, dishonesty, sandstorms, people who think they're superior (regardless if it's true), and being ignored or dismissed.

💎𝓑𝓲𝓸𝓰𝓻𝓪𝓹𝓱𝔂
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Was born, spent many years exploring her palace, home city, and surrounding desert, up until her wilderness guide and guard died to a snakebite. Then she went out alone after that. Grew up being privately tutored, because she was expelled within a year of going to the private school all the upper echelon kids grew up in, and gained her GED early, at the age of 16-- a mixture of the best teachers, best study methods, and a determined mind.

Three years later and Fareeha Amari has completely university courses for general education, and enters the military, applies for special forces training program. Meets the minimum requirements before her parents realize what she's done, and goes through almost the entire training course before her parents realize just how uncontrollable their child would be if she actually entered the military, much less the nation's special forces. While she does technically graduate the basic combat training for her people's special forces, she's pulled out before she can gain an official rank and promotion. Afterwards, she spends her time hanging out with off-duty fellows from training, being tutored on everything she needs to know about ruling her people and nation, and building up the largest park containing the largest variety of exotic and venomous creatures- and is the single largest owner of any sort of snake in the world.

💎𝓕𝓒 + 𝓒𝓸𝓵𝓸𝓻 𝓒𝓸𝓭𝓮
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::salmon::
Binx Walton

💎𝓑𝓮𝓽𝓻𝓸𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓭 𝓣𝓸
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TBD/N/A

💎𝓞𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓻
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A king cobra, colloquially referred to as 'Sun,' or 'Sandy'
A ball python, colloquially referred to as 'Farih,' or 'Princess'
A fully black hyena, slightly larger than average, colloquially referred to as 'Fangs,' or 'Cackler.'
-- Is also immune to venoms, and most poisons. This is due to a weekly practice the royal family participates in, where they inject themselves with small doses of a variety of venoms to strengthen their immune systems.

The Mamlakat Asslahra

Official Kingdom Name

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💎𝓚𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓭𝓸𝓶 𝓝𝓪𝓶𝓮
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Mamlakat Asslahra -- Empire of Sand or Oil

💎𝓚𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓠𝓾𝓮𝓮𝓷
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--- Emperor Abasi Abdel Nasser
--- Empress Ana Amari Nasser
-- Princess Fareeha Isis Amari

💎𝓚𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓭𝓸𝓶 𝓒𝓸𝓵𝓸𝓻𝓼
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Shiny oil black circle, ringed with gold, on a white backdrop with the bottom half of the backdrop being red.
Oil black, golden yellow, white, red.

💎𝓦𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓚𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓭𝓸𝓶 𝓲𝓼 𝓚𝓷𝓸𝔀𝓷 𝓕𝓸𝓻
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Primarily as the largest exporter oil, gas, diesel, biodiesel, and oil-related products like that. Also produces a high quantity of glass of various sorts, the single largest source of venomous and harsh wildlife, and exotic pets, the rarest and most expensive of furs, and of a family line that those of its blood are reportedly resistant to nearly any and all sickness, disease, and venom.

💎𝓡𝓮𝓬𝓮𝓷𝓽/𝓡𝓮𝓵𝓮𝓿𝓪𝓷𝓽 𝓚𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓭𝓸𝓶 𝓗𝓲𝓼𝓽𝓸𝓻𝔂
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The Kingdom of the Desert began when PsuedoAfrica, PsuedoEurope, and PsuedoMiddle East realized it existed. Then they sent their exiles, rebels, or other unwanted parties there.

Two hundred years later and it had become settled.

Four more hundred years and the first emperor rose, a man with roots from Egypt, a rebel whose name had been struck from the history books.

The atrocities he committed on Mamlakat Asslahra similarly struck him from the history books when he was revolted against and slain. In his place rose a new Emperor, the first of the Amari line, reportedly a Snake Whisperer.

Twelve hundred years later and a small, respectable nation had sprouted up, one that was hardy, and strong due to the harsh wilds of the island nation. Whales were big back then, and they were mainly a fish nation, up until the early 1800s, when oil was discovered...

About two hundred years later, Mamlakat Asslahra has one of the richest monarchies in the world, and is the largest exporter of oil. Using deals with Konigreich through Athens, and the Sovereignty, they are a major member of the global oil market.

💎𝓞𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓻
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N/A

Quentin Houston of the Texas Sovereignty

Quentin Houston of the Texas Sovereignty

"You've yee'd your last 'haw, pardner... hehe!" -Quentin Houston

💎𝓝𝓪𝓶𝓮
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Quentin Ronald Houston

💎𝓣𝓲𝓽𝓵𝓮
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Prince of the Texas Sovereignty

💎𝓐𝓰𝓮
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23

💎𝓖𝓮𝓷𝓭𝓮𝓻
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Male, female, etc

💎𝓢𝓮𝔁𝓾𝓪𝓵𝓲𝓽𝔂
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Heterosexual

💎𝓐𝓹𝓹𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓪𝓷𝓬𝓮
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6' 2" hunky muscley beef-man, with an almost arrogant poise, self-assured and vaguely superior air, and forever looking down on those around him- even managing it to those he's shorter than. Probably about two-hundred-thirty pounds of bone, sinew, muscle, skin, a few brain cells, with a slightly tanned complexion on normally pale-warm skin, with blue-green eyes and short, downy-soft brown hair. Strong jaw and facial bones, straight nose. Moderately roughened hands, with his proportions definitely favoring his shoulders and upper chest, though he does possess a set of long, powerful legs.

💎𝓟𝓮𝓻𝓼𝓸𝓷𝓪𝓵𝓲𝓽𝔂
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While there are some that may say he's just fabricated, he is an excitable and energetic fella with hankering towards discussion and diplomacy. He likes his little pranks, but he's all in good fun, always humorous and the epitome-- usually-- of Texan hospitality, and a Southern gentleman.

In other words... he talks quite a bit, he's respectful and Southern, and he errs towards smiling and laughing.

💎𝓛𝓲𝓴𝓮𝓼 + 𝓓𝓲𝓼𝓵𝓲𝓴𝓮𝓼
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Likes: Singing, almost all music with the exception of any sort of music that he finds degrading or blatantly disrespectful to anyone, whether an individual, gender, or ethnic group. Finds larger animals interesting, loves the internet and all that goes on in it, any sort of freedom from anything, loves fruits of almost any kind, though he definitely prefers kiwi and strawberry. Greatly enjoys memes of any sort, as well as art and literature- also enjoys like-minded people who are similarly open-minded and wide-eyed. Enjoys early mornings and active days, and relaxing in the evening. Cooking and multitasking are two things he's become very familiar with, and he has a soft spot for cobblers, beef, snake, and soft hair. One thing sure to warm his heart is a close bond of any sort, whether it be between a person and an item, pet, family, or friend. Cocoa Cola, Big Blue, Mentos NOW Mints, and sweet tea. Streamers, memes, gaming, and board games. Cattle, livestock, agriculture, and hard work are also things he approves and enjoys.

Dislikes: Disrespect, pretentiousness, arrogance, superiority complexes, inequality, debts of any sort, wild animals where they don't belong, Also hates cabbage, tea that isn't sweet, people with sticks up their bums, laziness or uncertainty, and jobs left unfinished. Can't stand those who don't give an effort with something, nor can he stand narrow-minded people, or people who aren't willing to share his point of view- he's somewhat narrow minded, ironically, in that regard. Doesn't like being ruled, or controlled. Finds issue with greed or ambition, and genuinely doesn't understand the need for major politicking.

💎𝓑𝓲𝓸𝓰𝓻𝓪𝓹𝓱𝔂
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Born to the Patriarch and Matriarch of the Texas Sovereignty, Quentin Houston is the second of five children- three brothers, and the last two are sisters, twins. He grew up in a modest mansion of a household known as the White House, which was because it was literally a very large white house, on The Houston Ranch outside of the capital city- Dallas.

He grew up shooting, exploring, being tutored, ranching, and helping with farming. He learned how to work his hands and his mind, and while he prefers his hands, he knows the importance of what's what. He's grounded, down to earth, and proud of his people, because as a ruling member of one of the largest agricultural producers in the world, he knows just how hard his people work to accomplish what they do.

By age 18, he was taught what was deemed important enough for him and his brothers and sisters to be tutored in- the three older brothers and two younger sisters- which included basic math, and more advanced world history, government, and economics stretching into university-level. At the same time, he could woodwork, farm, do basic mechanicwork, ranchwork, and more.

By age 20, he had found a new side of life: one of the modern day. After his first eighteen years as a very hands-on, isolated 'prince,' he was allowed to go off on his own for a few years to find himself, learn about his people, and occasionally act as a government agent in settling disputes or the like. Accompanied by one of his uncles, and a series of bodyguards, he spent some time in New Houston, a trade city that sprouted up around the Trans-Oceanic Canal, the single route to go from the Atlantic to the Pacific without sailing hundreds of miles out of one's way.It's here that he joined society, and began exploring the city for all sorts of things- museums, art galleries, gaming lounges, even briefly taking time to give speeches at the local university to students who have never had money, or had ever worked with their hands.

He briefly tried to get into the streaming scene, but he failed epically-- he was too unfamiliar with games, and wasn't naturally good at them. Instead, he turned to vlogging. For the next two years, Quentin Houstin has become one of the largest vloggers in the world, regularly taking short trips across the world just for the sake of content-- and was able to do so, both because of diplomatic missions his parents required of him, his own bank account, and his own status as a prince.

💎𝓕𝓒 + 𝓒𝓸𝓵𝓸𝓻 𝓒𝓸𝓭𝓮
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FC: Channing Tatum (specifically in the 2nd Kingsman movie), color code: burlywood

💎𝓣𝓱𝓮𝓶𝓮 𝓢𝓸𝓷𝓰
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What Is My Life - Artist
_{A Few Lyrics here}

💎𝓑𝓮𝓽𝓻𝓸𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓭 𝓣𝓸
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Princess Isabella Cotilla del Reyes of Evalusia

💎𝓞𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓻
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-- He is a practiced mimic, which is sometimes part of his vlogs' content
-- His family's herd is some of highest grade of cattle in the world, second only to special herds of cattle that create Wagyu beef, or of similar grade in a few special farms in the Sovereignty or Aciras.

The Texas Sovereignty

The Texas Sovereignty

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💎𝓚𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓭𝓸𝓶 𝓝𝓪𝓶𝓮
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Texas Sovereignty; the TS

💎𝓚𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓠𝓾𝓮𝓮𝓷
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Patriarch Jamison the Third Houston, and Matriarch Sarah Houston, are the two leading members of the monarchy that technically controls the Sovereignty. They are supported with several close family branches, and their five children: Jamison the Fourth, crown heir at 26 and married, Quentin, at 23, Joseph, at 20, and the twin girls Jamie and Amie, at 17.

💎𝓚𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓭𝓸𝓶 𝓒𝓸𝓵𝓸𝓻𝓼
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Sky blue, wheat gold, cotton white.

💎𝓦𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓚𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓭𝓸𝓶 𝓲𝓼 𝓚𝓷𝓸𝔀𝓷 𝓕𝓸𝓻
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Agriculture, most notably cotton/beef/grain, for being a major distributor of product from Atlantic/Pacific and vice versa, and for being the youngest nation of 90 years or so.

💎𝓡𝓮𝓬𝓮𝓷𝓽/𝓡𝓮𝓵𝓮𝓿𝓪𝓷𝓽 𝓚𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓭𝓸𝓶 𝓗𝓲𝓼𝓽𝓸𝓻𝔂
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The Soveriegnty began with the memberstate of the Aciras Monarchy known as Texas, which, after nearly a century of local government bickering, eventually came to the conclusion that they'd like to break away from Aciras, and strike it on their own, so to speak. While the reason why never came to the public, rumors suggest that there was actually a burgeoning revolutionary movement in Texas-- one that included many members of the local government. Instead of a violent revolution, however, the local government petitioned the monarchy for independence. After many years of debate, a close alliance was guaranteed, many people disappeared from both sides, though no one really important, in what Aciras doesn't really acknowledge but the Soveriegnty calls the Quiet War of Independence.

Eventually, the TS broke away and formed a new government... and then revealed that there was a sizable militia-turned army ready to go, and began to conquer/annex the Central Aciran countries of low prosperity and population, creating the TS.

💎𝓞𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓻
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New Houston; the Trans-Oceanic Canals

It is here that the Texas Sovereignty, which conquered the land not even a century beforehand with a mixture of force and economics, finds most of its trade and diversity: all sorts of people live in New Houston, and it's the single largest port in the world, with hundreds of cargo and warships passing through the multitude of canals and into port every day, from both oceans. While there are other nations that facilitate trade and the like, the Sovereignty produces massive amounts of agricultural products and ships it worldwide, with top exports being chicken, beef, corn, grains of various sorts, and cotton.

Here, the Texas Sovereignty also stimulates the world economy by buying up goods and the like from one part of the globe, running them through their cities and peoples at home, and then through the canals to the opposite side of the world; they do so without major markup, and making very little money off of this normally impractical approach to economics. However, in doing so, they increase demand for oil, products on both sides of the world, and enrich the lives on either end, and passively improve relationships that foreign people have with the TS, making the TS's agricultural sales to increase.

They are not a rich people, and their intention never is that of one.

Ethics and Wages

Something that sets TS apart is they don't necessarily have ethics or the like. Where the majority of the world has, at this modern point, decided that any form of slavery is bad and should forever be avoided, TS makes its business rather cost-efficient by employing indentured servants. Laws about one's rights are actually looser in TS than almost any other first-world country, and it shows in that debt is often bought up that belongs to foreign people, when they come to TS, so that they can become indentured and work of their debt to their new Texan owners while the Texan owners profit by having a relatively cheap labor force. While they aren't abused, it isn't necessarily ethical; however, it is accepted by the populous. Normal citizens, when finding there to be debt, can and will sell themselves into indentured servitude to pay it off without having to worry about all the finances themselves; it's part of the culture, and even though it's somewhat new, in that it's been part of the Sovereignty for its short lifespan of nearly a century, it has become something accepted due to the almost largely reasonable treatment of people; basic human rights for being cared for and treated respectful exist, rather than an unalienable right for freedom.

Even when Texans are indentured, they don't see it as slavery- just something they have to do so they can remain truly free, of either debt or of servitude, depending on whether or not they're indentured.