Krushnow - The Observer

Day 1,015, 17:01 Published in Sweden Sweden by Krushnow

Usually this magazine is dedicated to documenting the history of our great nation but this article is my history. It certainly does NOT have anything to do with my upcoming presidential election.

The History of Citizen Krushnow



I was born on the 71st of the New World and I was immediately cast into the harsh world of orphandom. The other children were born into their parties, the Gamereactionists joined Det Ny Sverige (later to be renamed to a more familiar name, Democrats of New Sweden, but we'll get there soon), the Loadingeers joined Militantsocialistiska Arbetarpartiet and the Natives joined Samlokaliseringspartiet. But where do the orphans go, the ones who can't remember how they found eRepublik? Well the tides of the Great Immigration were turning towards Flashback Sweden where there was promise of fame and fortune. This made FBS the biggest party by far and they could form a government that ruled uninterrupted for more than a year, a grip they haven't let go off quite yet. At that time Carradine was president, laying the foundation of the Sweden we know today.


Landie, Carradine and Ziggyzag laying Sweden's foundation.

After working as a producer for a while (a profession I've never left) I realised that two-clicking wasn't enough for me so I joined FBS, back in the good ol' days you could join a party regardless of level, where I soon was accepted as congressman (I sent a PM to Ziggyzag, the current president). There I learnt the politics of eRep and I haven't left politics since. About this time I created what would much later be this magazine, a newspaper reporting on happenings and delivering wildy innaccurate election results (which I haven't given up yet, Independent Gazette), The World Print. If you're interested in just how horrible I was you can check out the archive of this magazine. Then I got the idea of a magazine about eHistory, which you are reading this very moment.


A picture of me as a young wippersnapper selling my newspaper.

Being a congressman wasn't enough for me so I started to look for more responsibility and there happened be a new ministry forming, SÄPO or as it is know now eFRA. I became the first and last chief of SÄPO. The project was doomed from the start, too many congressmen at the time considered certain parts of the espionage business immoral, so I merely gathered a few spies until it was shut down. So saying that SÄPO is the predecessor to eFRA is a bit of a misnomer.


Immoral, what do you mean?

Then I died of chronical boredom. Maybe it was FBS moving away from social democracy or something airborne but I died. Then a christmas miracle and I was resurrected! This time with a goal, to create a party which would one day rule eSweden! The People's Party of Progression was born! And it never grew out of it's diapers, the party was a royal failure. But it did plant the spores of Progressivism in eSweden which later bloomed as the Progress Party (which I had no part of, but I have been mentioned as an inspiration). Like so many failed party presidents I turned to the bottle and went on a drinking binge. I woke up in the gutter feeling like my brain was two sizes too big for my head when a hand reached down to help me.


Halleluja!

It was the hand of Liberalism. I joined DNS which now stood for Democrats of New Sweden. It was an interesting time, much unlike FBS here you had to fight for a seat in congress but with a bit of determination anything is possible. Soon however DNS broke up, some members created Liberala Vikingar while others joined FBS. I however decided it was about time I got back to my coffin. I was once again dead.


Don't I know it.

The third coming of Krushnow (proven wrong once again, Sean Connery) wasn't too long ago, for some reason I felt an urge to play. But I had no intent of joining LV, the feeling wasn't there anymore and also their logo sucks. I had heard a lot good things about Folkhemsdemokraterna so I decided to join them in their struggle. And that's pretty much it. That's my story.