Since 2100, the city of Aljabara had not gone more than five years without
holding an election. Most of these weren’t fair or legitimate, but they did
take place, and those who the government decided were worthy of casting votes
were free to do so. After the fall of the Republic, there were a lot of
decisions that needed to be made in order to sustain the Provisional
Government, but these weren’t determined through formal votes. They were
polls. A special committee formed which did what they could to understand
public opinion, and then used the general consensus to form policy. But no
woman alive today had been free to cast a real ballot on Durus, except for
Ecrin. The year 2165 was meant to be the time to do that, but this temporary
governmental body wasn’t quite prepared for it. The greatest number of people
ever, by a huge margin, would be voting in this round of elections, and no one
around knew how to handle that. Even the visitors from Earth who had always
been part of a democratic system didn’t know how to organize it, because none
of them had experience in that field. They did their best, and tried to
include everyone, but ballots were lost, or miscounted, or damaged, or people
weren’t registered correctly. It was a huge mess. They would have remained in
the transitional period even if it had gone smoothly, because no one had
written a new Constitution...because no one knew how. Even so, it was a
requirement for full-fledged governmental recognition, according to a recent
poll. So new people were elected into leadership positions, and new committees
were formed to make decisions, but nothing was official, and not everyone
recognized the authority bestowed upon certain people from the votes. No one
knew whose ballots were counted, and whose weren’t, but people whose preferred
candidate lost tended to believe that their voice had been ignored. However
close to accurate as it might have managed to be incidentally, no one was
completely happy with the results, since it was so unclear. People began to
protest, and demanded a revote. Few people were against this happening, except
of course people who were still, or now, in power. It didn’t start a war, but
the whole thing might have collapsed in a few years if something wasn’t done
about it. Fortunately for them, a threat was on the horizon that galvanized
the people of Durus into action, and finally forced them to form the
Democratic Republic. But until this was official, the people lived under
something called the Salmon Battalion Military State.
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Current Schedule
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- The Advancement of Mateo MaticThe team finally has a solid base of operations, but that doesn't mean they're safe. Now their enemies know where to find them. It's time to build defenses.
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- CorrespondenceTwo twins separated at birth learn of one another, and make contact from across the solar system in an attempt to form a connection despite the light lag.
- Correspondence
- Saturdays
- The Third RailCosette DuFour, Ambassador-at-Large of The Third Rail version of Earth agrees to isolate with other diplomats on a secret world to prevent themselves from causing a temporal paradox that could destroy their new universe.
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