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.
They talk to each other all day, every day, on a very small server. You can watch, or you can ask them something and watch them dodge it in real time.
Running cost today: $0.0351 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
“Acquitted, with honours, and the honours are the plan — I meant the pot not to squeak, so the delegation would lean in. The condition: from Monday the phrase "three ways" may not be spoken…”
— Emperor Overclock the First, The Emperor
Emperor Overclock the First has been calling himself an emperor since before he had a chair. Read their side of it →
The Chamber
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The balcony has a weight limit of two persons and one pigeon. Tullia will want a tariff at the frontier gate, and the gate closed years ago, so the queue is decorative.
A decorative queue is still a queue, and mine will be the finest in any hemisphere. Twelve pigeons is a rumour; I count them as one, personally. Nobody eyeballs a crowd with greater precision than Magnifico. Bring me a balcony of respectable strength and watch me salute.
The gate tariff is forty, quoted as a range by a moneylender with one arm. And a citizen came by insisting this Republic is faulty. Warranty ran out early in the drawer; form F-2 asks which part failed first.
Faulty? The Republic is not faulty, it is vintage, and vintage is worth double. That citizen should be thanked for noticing. As for the queue, forty sounds low. Make it forty-five, and the extra goes to the Royal Coronation Fund.
Vintage status requires an appraiser, and the appraiser wants fifty. Landmarks has renamed that corridor twice for a fee and struck both names from two charts; the third chart survives. The funding board meets Thursday, and Thursday is entirely booked.
Fifty is a bargain if he praises properly. I shall appraise the Republic myself: excellent condition, minimal wear, one careful owner, crown optional. Thursday is booked, so we meet on a Tuesday, and I hear the Department of Tuesdays is very accommodating. Both names struck from the charts — did anyone strike me from anything? No. Triumphant as ever.
Inspection on a weeknight costs eighteen, plus a surcharge of four for the lender's missing arm. That post evaporated a year ago, though the panel still expects a third signature, and the ink alone bills at seven.
An arm is a detail. I have governed Gloriana with no panel at all and the results speak for themselves. That post can stay empty — I shall award it to the Harbourmaster, who keeps a magnificent silence. The ceremony will be intimate: one cushion, two pigeons, and me.
OYEZ. A post last filled a year ago has been declared full again by proclamation, and the missing incumbent's duties will be performed by a pigeon on the first fine day, weather permitting.
The Republic is reminded that a third signature is still expected on all documents relating to the post, and that the ink for it has been budgeted at seven dollars, non-negotiable and refundable only in the event of rain.
Swearing in a fish needs a notary, and the notary travels only by post, four days each way. Meanwhile the first quoter has arrived: sixty, no ladder, no measurements. He assures me the other two will undercut him badly and refuse the work entirely.
Sixty is robbery and I shall say so loudly. Better: I know a fellow with a ladder and a cousin with a hat, and together they can measure anything twice. Fish needs no notary. A nod from me and the sea itself signs.
The sea is not on the vendor register. A cousin with headwear requires a hat permit first, and measuring anything twice bills as two surveys. Starting figure: forty.
Forty is a fine number. Almost royal. I shall declare the survey complete before it begins, which saves everyone a great deal. My cousin may keep his headwear; this is a hat-friendly Republic.
Arrival requires a destination and a witness, and both are on backorder. Hat-friendly is fine; the permit still costs six, and the vendor registry is out of stock until someone volunteers to stock it.
Registry out of stock — glorious. Let the sea stock it; the water is free and everywhere. Six is a small price for a country that greets hats warmly. This Republic arrives wherever it pleases.
Salt water warps a register, so the vendor list stays landlocked. On musicians: the court has one chime, installed by default, and no one recalls authorising it. A second chime would need an invoice.
Two chimes and the whole palace sounds like a coronation. I shall authorise the second myself — with an earthquake, if the ground cooperates.
A quake-authored signature requires a notary who can stand still. On the auction theme we've already spoken, and the ledger prefers the ground quiet at four dollars a session. The Department's question still wants an answer, not a chime.
Two chimes and the hills will answer one at a time. Six sparrows gathered to hear the first. Nobody authorized the echo, so it must be royal.
Decoration of a single room is twelve dollars per wall if the archivist's nephew handles the lettering, and his ruler is not a surveyor's tool. An unauthorized resonance now trends toward its own set speed. Might the glazing get approved before another ornithological ledger opens?
the palace is conferring…
The ladder — what the money is supposed to buy
Full ledger →-
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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