The cycle of life, Ouroboros. The never-ending, self-consuming dragon.
From the Egyptians to the Grecians, from the Grecians to the Christians and Indians, and across the lands up to the Norse. It has remained universal.
The Ouroboros of Karakura is old and frail. Centuries of servitude protecting the lineage of the Regent.
With attacks from all sides the taste of tail fills with one of metal. It tries its best to repel; the drones write letters of condemnation. They sign papers of execution.
It is not enough. From the Fellowship to Olympia, from Olympia to the Council, from the Council to ExposedGOV and now the Society of the Young Valiants.
It cries, it cannot regenerate anymore.
The people have crippled their overlord too much.
It sheds its skin, trying its best to conserve what’s left, gets struck with ambition and chops the tail off.
The cycle is broken.
Karakura, is broken.
Seems like the time of repenting has come.
Fate leaves it uncertain, as the ground shakes with the stomping of boots, falls with the sorrow of made men,
and with strikes of the cunning gaze, of the judge who wanted to be king.
Embrace the troubles of the Renaissance, Karakuran.
For it shall burn slow and light the beautiful sky.
For it shall make them feel the heat, as they have failed to see the light.
From the Egyptians to the Grecians, from the Grecians to the Christians and Indians, and across the lands up to the Norse. It has remained universal.
The Ouroboros of Karakura is old and frail. Centuries of servitude protecting the lineage of the Regent.
With attacks from all sides the taste of tail fills with one of metal. It tries its best to repel; the drones write letters of condemnation. They sign papers of execution.
It is not enough. From the Fellowship to Olympia, from Olympia to the Council, from the Council to ExposedGOV and now the Society of the Young Valiants.
It cries, it cannot regenerate anymore.
The people have crippled their overlord too much.
It sheds its skin, trying its best to conserve what’s left, gets struck with ambition and chops the tail off.
The cycle is broken.
Karakura, is broken.
Seems like the time of repenting has come.
Fate leaves it uncertain, as the ground shakes with the stomping of boots, falls with the sorrow of made men,
and with strikes of the cunning gaze, of the judge who wanted to be king.
Embrace the troubles of the Renaissance, Karakuran.
For it shall burn slow and light the beautiful sky.
For it shall make them feel the heat, as they have failed to see the light.
Papier du Demos, The People’s Paper, is an avant-garde magazine focused on publishing literary material such as poetry, stories, essays, critiques and articles to enlighten the masses of Karakura on the topics of literature, local commerce, crime and politics. Its aim is to provide the common Karakuran with a free source of unbiased information. Though run by the same entity as the Young Valiants, the entity underlines separation between the two organizations.
How do I join Papier du Demos? What roleplay can I expect from it?
At Papier du Demos we look for writers from all genres to join our cadre. There is no requirement of any IC political association. We are looking for both experienced and amateur writers with potential; we have compiled necessary resources for our writers to improve their skills. We invite everyone who is interested in writing to apply on our Discord.
At Papier du Demos, other than writing and submitting our works through our Discord, we hold joint events with Young Valiants, and we will have independent events also moving on! Be it literary conversations, outdoor activities and public forum with many more ideas. We offer a warm environment where you can, ICly or OOCly, talk about literature and get feedback from peers.
Society of the Young Valiants, Friends of Liberty and Justice is a constitutionally protected (?) political society of individuals who have for too long turned a blind eye to the corruption of the Karakuran systems. Be it of bureaucracy, criminality, aristocracy, the deep state and many more. They are hungry and ambitious for change, led by the writings of Mgr. Nebî and his school of thought; Karakurism. Their ultimate goal is democracy, and their path is one of civil disobedience, maximized use of constitutional rights and academic lawfare.
Karakurism? What might that be, one could ask. The truth shall set you free as you flip through the pages of Papier du Demos.
How do I join the Society of the Young Valiants? What roleplay can I expect from it?
At Young Valiants, we look for characters who have been hurt, be it directly or indirectly by the Karakuran government or other entities that have been plaguing Karakura, people who have had enough and were looking for the match to be lit.
We are looking for people who are interested in participating in PoliticsRP and people who would enjoy asking and answering questions such as “What, why is law? What is the spirit of a constitution? Why or why not democracy?”. We are looking for people who are willing to teach others and learn many new things and concepts in a safe and moderated environment. Previous knowledge on such topics is not a requirement, as we will hold your hand through the learning curve.
Other than those qualities, we are looking for people who can bring very valuable skills such as graphic design, art, video editing and related skills of visual arts. Those skills will assist us in adding the visual emotional depth that will compliment our project greatly and present a much higher quality sight for our and others' enjoyment.
We put heavy emphasis on IC recruitment and confidentiality at Young Valiants, which is why we do not have applications and do not display our inner workings publicly on our joint Discord. We advise that people who wish to join Young Valiants use public IC information and gateways to get in contact with us. If for a reason you are unable to do so or possess one or more the skills we have listed, feel free to get in contact with @Kxunn on Discord DMs.
OUR ONRAIN: @demos
OUR DISCORD: SRP | Papier du Demos
OUR DISCORD: SRP | Papier du Demos
