u/LoanLazy5992

With the summer in Oborograd hot as ever, I decide it's time to get me and my Oborograd scout group out of the city, and into some southern tutumite nature. There, we find Oolognöbid Firs campsite, just a few miles north of lapovo.

With the tents set up, food eaten and people returning to their tents to wind down, I take a seat amongst nature, and play a game of Draughts (Checkers for multumites and Alexandrians) against one of my scouts, aged 16

"So, what will you do now..."

"Now what?"

"Now... Yknow... You aren't guvnah anymore. What will you do with yourself?"

"Same stuff I always did. Devote my life to the scouts. Run my city. Help out my party."

"I suppose" She says, taking two of my pieces to get a king. "We playing flying kings?"

"Ah, sure"

It gets me thinking. With the sun setting behind me, it represents an end in my career. Sure, I may go to parliament, but bourgeois democracy is futile. I'm going to graduate from Oborograd university soon, and start working on engineering projects. I'll stay active as a football player, I suppose.

"You can't make that move" I note, calmly. "You have to take."

"Ugh." She sighs, knowing it puts her in a bad position. "Can we play chess afterwards?"

"Sure. Can't sleep too late though."

"True." She says, playing a piece that I'm sure means she's lost. "We'll have a fire tomorrow though?"

"Of course, you can even get your charcoal making badge, if you're brave enough."

"What's even the point of Charcoal?"

"Burns hotter. Virtually no smoke."

"Ah so we can burn it indoors?"

"Oh tengri, no. You'd die. Carbon monoxide poisoning. Invisible and odourless."

"Thanks for that."

"No worries." I say, playing a piece. "You've lost. Good game?"

"Good game."

And just like that, her friends call her over, and she postpones our game to tomorrow.

I am left under the setting sun, wondering where it all went.

This is an urgent weather report from the TWS.

If you are in Rachelgrad or Oborograd, please take shelter immediately. The TWS has issued a Red Warning for extreme heat in the area. Temperatures are expected to rise above 40 degrees centigrade. An amber warning has also been issued for the TFT, and a yellow warning has been issued for easglas.

This heat bubble appears to be moving northwards, where the high pressure will dissipate at the mountains in 1-2 weeks. Stay indoors, avoid peak hours of the day, cool yourself with fans, stay hydrated, and seek medical attention if you have:

- Dizziness

- Nausea

- Dry Skin

- Slurred Speech

- Seizures

You may be suffering from heatstroke.

Also, for those at the south end of the bubble, expect thunderstorms and heavy rain to enter during the end of the heatwave. It will cause a sharp spike in humidity. Stay indoors and avoid high places.

Join LSA today!

Despite the city's takeover and replacement of it's economic system with Titoism, the Fluorite mine has been taken over by city bureaucrats, who siphon funds away from the mine and keep them trapped in poor conditions.

The workers of the mine, heating about IFL-FIT after copies of Tierra Libertad were smuggled into the mine's living quarters, decided they wanted to do something about it.

A cool summer's evening in Oborograd. The workers are tired from the heatwave.

"Unite!" A worker calls out, sweat dripping from his face. "The city's overlords are no better than the bosses from before"

"Damn right", a gruff, older man expressed. "We should own our own damn mine."

"Then you should join IFL-FIT!" He says, holding out a copy of Tierra Libertad, "To run our means of production through factory floor committees."

"Sounds good to me." He says, being pulled up.

Several hours pass.

Five workers move down the mine entrance, holding a banner crudely crafted from a tarpaulin and two broken rakes. They promise breaks during the heatwave and better conditions. The workers listen.

"It is only a matter of time, before all the workers have heard this song!" The ringleader declares, as they finish their march. "Democracy! Equality! Freedom!" They chant in unison, before packing up to end the night.

A storm is brewing in Oborograd.

The low buzz of AC echoes in the evening silence

"Man am I glad I installed AC on the improved Oborograd University Accommodation when I designed it." I utter in the solace of my room. The sun outside is finally beginning to cool down towards the night. The issue is the Urban Heat Island effect. There's barely any green spaces in the whole city, so the streets retain so much heat for the night time

Class has been cancelled over the next few weeks to accommodate for the Amber Warning, so I'm stuck in my room, not daring leave for fear of scorching temperatures should I step outside.

After my job as guvnah ended, I have a lot less on my hands, so I can instead focus on studying, but even with AC, the heat and dehydration was getting to me.

Maybe I'll sleep, just for now.

Attention Tutumites

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The TWS has issued an Amber Warning for extreme heat in the affected areas shown. Yellow areas remain yellow.

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Amber warning means temperatures up to 38 degrees centigrade. Check on elderly members of your families, ensure young children are properly cooled, wear suncream and avoid areas of sunlight for prolonged periods of time.

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With the (Unfortunate) death of the LU! I am forming a new party out of its ashes, to replace it and to bring new life into the Libertarian socialists of the server.

Whether you are:

- Autonomist Marxist

- Anarchist

- Luxemburgist

- Council Communist

- Or yes, even M*tualist, you can join this party!

All we stand for is abolition of capitalism and the abolition of all hierarchies. The more authoritarian left we will only unify with if they respect our presence and power.

Socialists, stand together, we have nothing to lose but our chains!

Executive Order 10.1

I am announcing, from today, in protest to the flagrant violation of worker rights by the federal government, a complete and total embargo of Callens by Tutum.

Us and our people stand with the workers. Watch the fed attempt to crush and beat another group that dares to defy their will!

The four stars now represent the arrangement of the provinces under the Confederation, while the centre star represents callens, the capital region, which will be the only place where the old DOR legislature remains supreme.

Join Independence Doria today! For a vision of a new Doria.

For most of my political career, I have lacked a party. Brief stints in the YLP and LIFE pact has taught me that party politics are a disease that corrupts the nation. Alas, to unite under a common cause, I must follow the same route.

Independence Doria has one simple creed - the independence of all provinces, and the weakening of the federal government into a confederation government, that must submit to its provinces. We have shown we are more effective, more unchained from party politics, than the blocs in parliament. It is clear the way forward is a weakening of the feds.

So. I must say, let's do this, let's pursue a new future together, one free from the shackles of federal bureaucracy, and one where the provinces are united in independence, for a freer, stronger, Doria!!!

(This message is NOT endorsed by the government of Tutum, and we are not trying to secede - I WANT to secede, but no chance lmao)