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July 2018  

Driving Through The Sinkers

By Dalimbar

What makes a place like Osiris a sinker? Hell, what really makes a Sinker a sinker? When one thinks of the action of sinking, it is typically in a downward
motion to the unknown, perhaps to a dark place. One is forced to climb out to escape.

But does that happen in what we call Sinker regions? Arguments have raged as to what actually constitutes the “sinkers”, especially when trying to decide
whether or not to include The Rejected Realms. It may have the “sinker” tag, but some point out it is mechanically and perhaps culturally different from
Lazarus, Osiris and Balder. Both are true. However, one can argue that TRR is the only region a nation can “sink” to, while the other three are only places
of rebirth. Or as a guy named Max Barry said of Lazarus, a “welcome-back region”.

All I know is that when driving through the sinkers, your car will get stuck.

Osiris, Osiris Fraternal Order

Capital: Thebes
Demonym: Osiran
Government: Monarchist Meritocracy
Alignment: Raider, Sinkerist
Head of State (Delegate)/Government: Altino, Pharaoh of Osiris
Legislature: Council of Scribes
Security: Council of Guardians
Creation: 2011
Pop: 5,121 (21:38 PDT 08/07/2018)

I started my journey at home, in a dingy bar in one of the less-travelled parts of Osiris. Small place, got the job done. It was home for me, especially after
returning from exile. I pretended the bar was mine, I ran it after all. But as we all know about Osiris, from the KRO to the Second OFO, from the time yours
truly was Pharaoh onwards, it's that the Pharaoh owns all. Doesn't matter if the Pharaoh of the day is benevolent or inept or malicious, they are chosen
mysteriously, perhaps with divine intervention, to rule us all. Our current Pharaoh, Altino, she's a great one. The last few, Cormac, NK, and Syberis, have
been good. My business has been left in peace.

I like my bar. It's the last remain of a foolhardy dream to erect the biggest one in the world when I was Pharaoh many moons ago. Somehow, after my
abdication through to the creation of the OFO to now, it stands. Oh, I'm sure many of my successors wished it to burn. I’m sure I wanted to burn it down
myself at one point. But could they find it in the ever-shifting sands?

That's the beauty of Osiris. Sand makes up both time and space here. One minute you're driving down the road, gazing at the massive dunes to the side
jutting into deep blue sky, while the next your car just… stops cold. The sands shifted enough to cover the road completely, and in part because of that
wicked rainstorm we had three months ago (or was it longer, or heck, shorter than that?) the sand becomes… quick.

I can just barely make out the Pyramids from here, and I may be close enough to a small Sekhmet Legion outpost. How much liquor do I have with me?
How much water? Why in that order? Our Legionnaires are parched in the desert too. They need to have a thirst-quencher, same as anyone else.

I see in the far distance a Legionnaire running towards me. The car is starting to be swallowed by the sands. I flag him over as the car goes deeper and
deeper into the dune.

I want to note here how the Sekhmet Legion pulls through. By the time 'Arif Josh meets me, a tow-truck is in toe. With perhaps a couple seconds to spare,
the Legion truck jumps in and tows my baby home. I lucked out that time. So did 98 other drivers that night. The Sekhmet Legion pulled out a record
number of drivers from the pits of despair. Good soldiers, all of them.

With my escort Josh and his bottle of cider, we race off to the capital, Thebes. It feels like the city had been here for at least as long as I have been here
on this earth, but I know it hasn't. The city is cleaner than last time I was last here properly. Sure, I stopped by once or twice a year to make sure my bar
on the outskirts of town is still there and pays what is owed. But last time was…

The sands of time in Osiris ebb and flow, some moments taking longer than weeks. So, who really knows?

Fine. We'll go with that. Point I was making was that Thebes has really improved. No more bullet holes on the pyramids and temples. No more mortar
blasts on concrete. It's a new city, but ancient. Until it went all black as I had a bag over my head.

The main interesting thing after that was being carried around Thebes (my old stomping grounds) to the Pharaoh herself. The “Old City” feels like it was
from 2013, not 2011. Old city my arse. I like what she has done with the palace. Seems more open, even compared to Cormac’s reign. Or mine.

We talked about how Osiris was, whether or not the world really was interested in the Rahlspiracy, and the best way to stab people?

I was carried the rest of the way to the border on the shoulders of Syberis, Guardian and a fellow ex-Pharaoh of Osiris. He is a man’s man for carrying me
all that way. Until, that is, he unceremoniously dropped me in front of the border post. He said something foul, winked, and left.
 Gaming in Osiris A Walk Through History
By Josh By Rigel

Osiris remains a place full of all kinds of vibrant nerds with a love for Part 3
video games, despite that one particular Minecraft incident we don’t
ever speak of. By popular request, the discord’s dedicated Minecraft Shu:​ The Air Between
channel was transformed into a general-purpose gaming chat, and the Tefnut:​ The Moisture
community has taken to the new addition like dead souls to the Duat.

Recently, the chat has transported our community to a myriad of
alternative realities, where our citizens have fought on the global
battlegrounds of WWII in HOI4, traversed the dangerous politics of
Medieval Europe in CK2, constructed great metropolises in Cities
Skylines, commissioned personal vehicles in Automation, and have
generally fucked around in every conceivable way. Whether it’s a giant
Croatian tendril stretching off into Siberia, a retreating unit running
straight into a fortification, or a war for the survival of an inbred and
utterly, utterly useless monarch, Osirian gamers always have
something to talk and laugh about from their personal game
experiences.
In addition to heavy coverage of the games mentioned above, recent
conversational topics have covered the remaster of Red Faction:
Guerrilla, global wars in EU4, the proper direction in which to travel on
a roundabout, and whether tanks remain a suitable combat vehicle on
the modern battlefield.
Not simply content with passive experiences, our citizens have taken to
offering up challenges and assistance to one another, and most
prominently, have taken part in the interactive playthroughs our
resident drunk Finnish bear John offers. In a tradition lifted from our
illustrious Pharaoh’s old pet project UCR, Karma, John will pick a game
and seek guidance and input from interested parties, allowing the
community as a whole to shape and direct a truly social experience.
John’s historic playthroughs include a fantastic Sims game where he
simulated and placed Karma’s personalities into a few households, and
observed the chaos, and romance, that ensued; an idea the Pharaoh
and our Community Affairs Vizier have shown interest in seeing
recreated in Osiris. Translated into Osiris, it is certain that the general
shenanigans of our region’s simulated personalities will bring
amusement to all. In more recent times, however, John has dedicated
his time to creating several lines of Osiris-themed vehicles to compete
with those he’s made in Karma with the game Automation, and has
begun work on our new City of the Dead in Cities Skylines. The dev
team of CS has thus far failed to recognise the importance of
constructing a great city for Osiris, and have neglected to provide us
with a desert to build it on, so the region begrudgingly settled with an
area with many beautiful sandy beaches instead. The long strips of
sand and wide open skies should provide a perfect setting for an
age-old Osirian pastime; getting uproariously drunk with friends. So
far, the region has contributed naming and theme ideas to districts in
our still modestly sized city, and the recent opening of beachfront
properties in Partyville has caused hope that ample relaxation
opportunities will exist for our minions valued Cim citizens.
Shu along with his wife Tefnut are credited with the creation of the the
Gods Geb and Nut (To be discussed in Part 5) They are part of The
Ennead of Heliopolis. Created from a sneeze/Cough of the God Atum.
They are Siblings/Lovers and the creators of the Sky and Earth Gods
SHU
Personification of Air, The Pacifier, God of the Wind
Common Symbols:​ An Ostrich Feather
Common Description:​ Shu is typically seen depicted between Geb and
Nut. He is the Air between the Sky and the Earth. Most commonly
depicted wearing a Headdress that has between one and four ostrich
feathers on it. Sometimes depicted with the face of a Lion and carrying
an Ankh
According to the Heliopolitan cosmology, Shu and Tefnut, the first pair
of cosmic elements, created the sky goddess, Nut, and the earth god,
Geb. Shu separated Nut from Geb as they were in the act of love,
creating duality in the manifest world: above and below, light and dark,
good and evil. Prior to their separation, however, Nut had given birth to
the gods Isis, Osiris, Nephthys and Set. The Egyptians believed that if
Shu did not hold Nut (sky) and Geb (earth) apart there would be no
way for physically-manifest life to exist.**
TEFNUT
Personification of Rain, Goddess of Moisture, She of the Mist
Common Symbols:​ Lioness, The Phonogram of her name
Common Description​: Tefnut is often depicted with the face of a
lioness, or Fully Human wearing a headdress topped with a Sun disk.
On Rare Occasions, she is depicted as a Full Lioness.
Tefnut was known for her shifting emotions. She was volatile at times,
Like a Thunderstorm. But She was also gentle and calm, like the spring
showers that allowed fields to grow. It is typically said that when there
was a Violent storm, Tefnut and Shu were fighting. Egyptians would
offer her sweet songs and gifts to calm her rage so that their fields were
not destroyed.

**https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Shu_(Egyptian_god)

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RMB Activity 

 
The RMB is a vital resource of new citizenry in Osiris. Mike was drawn
to our region by people he met on the RMB. We’ve seen characters
who’ve served our region as friends, citizens, Viziers, and all sorts of
things - like Rallori and Diaz! - come from the RMB. There are many
more really cool people who speak there every day but aren’t being
reached out to in a way that makes them want to stay, but we can
change that!

Join the RMB Dream Team! Trick innocent nations into becoming
a permanent part of Osiris!