A sitewide event during the year of 2017. Posts are still occurring in some of the threads which are not closed, or are side threads, to let them be finished out though the event is no longer running.
"Vizag is a city that sits by the sea; she is a glittering jewel of wealth and promise for the English, and a dream reclaim for every other power in the area. Everyone feels the impact of British economics. If you aren’t fortunate enough to be a rich man on a pile of gold, then you are a man working for his fortune. God forbid you be poor, for the world will want to break your back along the wheel. The wheel is turning in the direction of immediate, violent change. Natives petition the old gods for glory. The colonists fears the pagan influences, looking to his church he brings with him to help set his stage for world conquest. As tension mounts and desire bring about violent exchange? Everyone must ask themselves one question: Who are the real savages?"
One sees lesser, the other sees themselves as superior. Who takes those words and distributes them for meaning like a god depend on who has the most resources to their cause. Will it be the colonists? Is it the natives spread among the Maratha Empire or the Mughals in Hyderabad? Vizag holds all of the people, and all of them seeking keys to rule.
The people will dance for Kali-Ma. People will pray to the one and only God for salvation. People with no power will try to seek it. The world will burn. The world will cheer. The only way to see where one will stand is to join in lot of it all. To become the turning wheel or to break a back beneath it.
This theme will cross through featured subplots and stand out on its own with distinct events. Each thing made, be it what admin has designated or what you, the member, create, has a chance to impact something that will be felt, known, and experienced across the entire board. More info can be found in the Subplot Directory, Reply #2 - The Key.
The Main Focus Threads of Civility & Savagery
The Hope of a Wife - Processional for Kali-Ma: March 1, 1797. The Velama family takes up the faithful’s duty to lift up an idol to beseech the favor of the gods. Natives and colonists alike are watching. Natives and colonists alike are planning, taking everything to an unexpected and climatic razor’s edge. >> Thread Concluded
Sati for the Widow - A Clash of Tradition and Culture: March 15, 1797. Chirayu Velama, the husband for whom the processional was held, has died. His wife Deepika and brother Rajesh mourn him, and take him to the banks of the Saradha River in the city for his final rites..and unknown to Deepika..her own. >> Thread Concluded
Holi Street Scenes - The Sights and Colors of Spring in Vizag: March 25, 1797, Day-Evening. The sun only just begins to sink into the sea, leaving a riot of color in its wake. A fitting display for the time of year! All day has been a riot of color to chase away the dry, dull auspices of winter’s last breath. There is nothing a new shade of brightness can’t cure, even to go so far as to relieve the gash cut through Vizag from the blade of the Simha Brethren. The bonfires rise up in the night air, fueled by frivolity, instead of the destructive plague that cuts into the Honorable East India Company’s profits. The streets erupt with neighbors visiting neighbors visiting one another. People go in to the streets in various states of inebriation. Some are delighted to seek adventure. Others wondering if there could be anything harsh waiting. Fate seems to be walking beside them, with warning and blessing alike. The seaside taverns to the boarding houses, the homes of the native merchants and elite, and even the whore houses of the colonists look for ways to get in on the fun.
The Mirza's Birthday Party -The Elite Indian Display: March 25, 1797, Evening. At a house situated in the districts where the land is open and the torch light bright, a dear friend of the Mirza has given him his house that he might host a special occasion. An intimate affair of the Mirza’s closest friends and acquaintances. How kind of his highness to allow the rich, colonial elite to come! The government officials, the officers, their wives! After all, it isn’t every day such a display of Indian beauty, culture, and magnificence can be put on to show them who the real Lords and Masters of Hindustan are. Be prepared for the most sumptuous food, the most skilled naucht dancers, and the magic of a hijra or two. It only takes the beating of a drum and the singing of an unknown dialect to tell you that this will not be a party in the comfortable auspices of European civility tonight. Welcome to the Birthday Celebration of Mirza Sarvaiya of Jesar! Leave your inhibitions at the door and prepare to be amazed.
