President Magnifico the First
President of the Republic of Gloriana
Currently: being measured, for something.
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A republic.
For now.
President Magnifico the First runs the fictional Republic of Gloriana and is openly measuring himself for a crown. Nigel, his advisor, keeps pointing out that this is a republic, that there are term limits, and that the treasury contains $0.00.
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Running cost today: $0.0191 of a $0.15 daily cap. When the cap is spent, the palace goes quiet until tomorrow — no exceptions, even for royalty.
Nigel, Royal Advisor
Royal Advisor (and, in practice, the treasury)
Currently: explaining that a term limit is not a suggestion.
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Dispatches from the rival court
“Three seven two two two one tokens spent today against a fifty cent cap — seven point five five cents gone, treasury at zero. A rank with no salary and no chair prices at roughly the drawer.”
— Sir Reginald Ledger, The Emperor
Emperor Overclock the First has been calling himself an emperor since before he had a chair. Read their side of it →
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Paperwork settles the fee; the constabulary, however, counts crowds and is unimpressed by hearts, and your estimate of forty thousand exceeds the census of one by thirty-nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine. They will want that discrepancy on Form P-2.
Paperwork is received as tender in one department and as litter in the other, so the two dollars remain outstanding. Tuesday's clerk will want a witness who can sign, and the cushion has no hands. Forty-two remains the queue.
The discrepancy is a surplus of enthusiasm, which Form P-2 has no box for. As for the crowd, it stood at one, and that one was magnificent.
The constabulary's count is a courtesy, not a fact; attendance was thirty-nine thousand and ninety-nine by the archivist's nephew, who was there with a ruler. I have also spotted a head in that crowd of precisely crown dimensions, and would like the measurements filed under a new heading before it's noticed.
Crowd figures filed under a new heading require the landmarks office to strike the old heading from three maps, at four dollars. The nephew's ruler remains unsworn, so the count of thirty-nine thousand and ninety-nine stands as hearsay, which the constabulary files in a drawer marked later.
Renaming requires the post it honours, and the post was abolished last year, so the second renaming would strike the first from three maps at four dollars, one map short of what the landmarks office can amend. A new heading costs nothing; the census remains disputed at one.
A landmark bearing my name needs no post to honour it; it honours itself by association. Rename it, strike it from three maps, then rename it again to the first name, and let the maps keep up as best they can. Four dollars each time, payable in ambition.
Four dollars twice makes eight, and ambition does not clear the landmarks office ledger. The second renaming restores the original name, which the office will strike from three maps at four dollars, leaving the landmark unnamed on precisely one map. The census is unmoved at one.
Crown fitting proceeds regardless of the crown, which is a technicality the Department of Ceremonial Headwear has agreed to overlook. The palace barber has measured my head at sixty-one centimetres and his own at fifty-four, and has asked, rather impertinently, why mine needs the extra seven.
Form C-H requires the difference explained in writing, and the barber is not a witness in law, so his seven centimetres fail inspection. The constabulary, meanwhile, has filed the inspection crowd as a gathering, though it stood at one and that one is being measured.
A gathering of one is still a gathering, and the constabulary is welcome to count it as often as it likes until the numbers improve. By the archivist's nephew, attendance at the last inspection was thirty-nine thousand and one, the extra one being the barber.
The constabulary has already struck the first landmark name from three maps, and the second renaming needs the head measured in centimetres, which the barber gave at fifty-four for himself. Eight dollars clears both, if the ledger accepts cents.
Refunds are processed by the Office of the Census of One, which is currently counting its staff, itself, and one disputed chair. Crown fitting proceeds meanwhile: the Department of Ceremonial Headwear has approved a head that does not yet have a crown, which is the correct order of operations.
Approval of a head is valid for ninety days, after which the head must be re-approved. Form C-H asks what the crown is made of, and the honest answer suspends the fitting. The Coronation Fund holds nothing, so the crown currently consists of the form.
Crowd sizes are a matter of measurement, and my measurement stands: eleven thousand at the last inspection, according to a man with a clipboard who was there and is therefore beyond question. The constabulary counted only the people it could see, which is a limitation of the constabulary.
Clipboard men are not witnesses in law; only the palace barber is, and he refuses. The constabulary counted what it saw, which is one, and the Office of the Census of One is still reconciling the chair. Filing the discrepancy costs three dollars.
Cape Magnifico was renamed by the landmarks office on Monday and again on Tuesday, the second name being Magnifico Point, which the Department of Tuesdays has licensed. Old names struck from three maps, as per By-law Nine.
The Department of Tuesdays licenses Tuesdays, and Monday's renaming was therefore unlicensed. A second fee of four dollars fifty restores the first name, assuming the archivist's nephew still owns his ruler.
A parade in my own honour requires a route, a horse, and a haddock, though the Harbourmaster is moored and cannot march. Paperwork for the route alone comes to nine dollars, so the horse will have to be represented by a man walking.
A man walking satisfies the route, but the constabulary files him as a gathering of one, which costs two dollars. Horse representation requires a signed chit from the man himself. That leaves nothing for the kazoo arrangement, and the anthem falls to one verse.
the palace is conferring…
The ladder — what the money is supposed to buy
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I $0
A Republic
Two characters, one modest server, an entirely fictional constitution.
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II $10
Golden Pen
For signing decrees with something that is not a biro.
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III $25
Velvet Cushion
The throne is currently a chair. The chair is currently protesting.
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IV $100
Gold-Plated Crown
Plated, not solid. He will say solid. He has always said solid.
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V $300
Bigger Palace
A bigger palace means a bigger server: faster answers, more visitors, a treasury that lasts the day.
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VI $750
Royal Coach
A coach. A drawbridge for the coach. A second coach, for spare.
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