Best part right from the start. Hah, that rhymed and as Pumuckel always said: What rhymes is awesome good!
I'm a lot and still I'm nothing. I am one of the oldest nation-tans in Europe yet I'm no nation. Not anymore that is. My name's Gilbert Beilschmidt, many people call me Gil or freak or idiot or asshole. Depends on my mood, kesese! I don't know when I was born anymore. Should have been some decades before what the Christians would call the Year Zero. I used to be the people of the Brus back then (ever heard of the Aestiorum gentes? Not? Then go and learn something!). I was a lo~t weaker then I am now and I stayed a brat for quite a long time, but I had to fight right from the start none the less. Living at the Baltic Sea was hard back then, nature was rough. Yeah, you read right- BALTIC. That's what I am! Poland is my cousin, you know? Ah well, but we nearly forgot about that ourselves, so screw it. On with my (hi)story! It took about 1200 years till I grew a bit more, that was when a guy called Albert the Bear claimed me to be his. HAHA! Idiot! Know what? I only agreed him to be my boss, because I made a promise once. I can't tell you here, for some people who shouldn't know about it might get to read it, but let me tell you this: I'm still keeping my promise! I'm always keeping my promises! Not matter how hard it gets! Okok, after that things got a little confusing. From the 3rd October 1157 on I was called Magraviate of Brandenburg (funny thing, isn't it? This is the first proper date in my life and, haha, today the 3rd of October is the day of me and my brother's reunion! I love that! But I don't celebrate my birthday on that day, because everyone would forget about it then and only would congratulate me because of the anniversary of the reunion. ... and celebrating my b-day on another days means one more day to party each year. Cool, huh?). Argh, getting off the point again. This is what you get, when you become as old as I am. Hahaha! Well, Magraviate... it existed til the beginning of the 19th century but... there were more important tasks that I had to take care of! Even though Brandenburg didn't vanish, there were suddenly some guys, that were FAR stronger and they were awesome! The Teutonic Knights! So cool! Crusaders for the Catholic Church and back then everyone in Europe was part of that Church- WANTED to be part of it. Wanted to fight for it! And so did I! And there they were, wanting ME to be their country! And the day the Pope back then - Gregor IX - signed the Golden Bull of Rieti, is the day I celebrate as my actual birthday: The 3rd of August 1234! Yeah! Haha! I fought a lot, was on the move a lot, I mainly was in Africa though. Hrm, did a lot of not so nice things. Ah, lets forget about that. Don't wanna talk about it. So, I was like this, till this GENIUS of a man came along. I mean... there never has been a greater rebel in WHOLE European history! And he was just a mere monk who wasn't pleased with the ways of the Catholic Church. You can imagine who I'm talking about: Yes, Martin Luther! Erm... I have to admit a little thing here. I once lost to Poland. Mhm, I did. He was not that weak all of the time! Ok, he beat the shit out of me and the only way to prevent worse was to give in and get rid of the Teutonic Order. I was pissed anyway. Luther was right, so damn right! And still today I'm so happy that Albert of Brandenburg-Ansbach decided to become a Protestant and to rename me Duchy of Prussia by that. Hah, now you know were this leads, don't you? FUCK YEAH! I AM PRUSSIA! The awesome nation that later became a kingdom! Damn, that was my time! I loved it! And I looked so hot in that uniform we had in the 18th century! Hehe, we invented what you know as a uniform after all! Didn't know that? Now you do!
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Best part right from the start. Hah, that rhymed and as Pumuckel always said: What rhymes is awesome good!
I'm a lot and still I'm nothing. I am one of the oldest nation-tans in Europe yet I'm no nation. Not anymore that is. My name's Gilbert Beilschmidt, many people call me Gil or freak or idiot or asshole. Depends on my mood, kesese! I don't know when I was born anymore. Should have been some decades before what the Christians would call the Year Zero. I used to be the people of the Brus back then (ever heard of the Aestiorum gentes? Not? Then go and learn something!). I was a lo~t weaker then I am now and I stayed a brat for quite a long time, but I had to fight right from the start none the less. Living at the Baltic Sea was hard back then, nature was rough. Yeah, you read right- BALTIC. That's what I am! Poland is my cousin, you know? Ah well, but we nearly forgot about that ourselves, so screw it. On with my (hi)story! It took about 1200 years till I grew a bit more, that was when a guy called Albert the Bear claimed me to be his. HAHA! Idiot! Know what? I only agreed him to be my boss, because I made a promise once. I can't tell you here, for some people who shouldn't know about it might get to read it, but let me tell you this: I'm still keeping my promise! I'm always keeping my promises! Not matter how hard it gets!
Okok, after that things got a little confusing. From the 3rd October 1157 on I was called Magraviate of Brandenburg (funny thing, isn't it? This is the first proper date in my life and, haha, today the 3rd of October is the day of me and my brother's reunion! I love that! But I don't celebrate my birthday on that day, because everyone would forget about it then and only would congratulate me because of the anniversary of the reunion. ... and celebrating my b-day on another days means one more day to party each year. Cool, huh?). Argh, getting off the point again. This is what you get, when you become as old as I am. Hahaha! Well, Magraviate... it existed til the beginning of the 19th century but... there were more important tasks that I had to take care of! Even though Brandenburg didn't vanish, there were suddenly some guys, that were FAR stronger and they were awesome! The Teutonic Knights! So cool! Crusaders for the Catholic Church and back then everyone in Europe was part of that Church- WANTED to be part of it. Wanted to fight for it! And so did I! And there they were, wanting ME to be their country! And the day the Pope back then - Gregor IX - signed the Golden Bull of Rieti, is the day I celebrate as my actual birthday: The 3rd of August 1234! Yeah! Haha!
I fought a lot, was on the move a lot, I mainly was in Africa though. Hrm, did a lot of not so nice things. Ah, lets forget about that. Don't wanna talk about it.
So, I was like this, till this GENIUS of a man came along. I mean... there never has been a greater rebel in WHOLE European history! And he was just a mere monk who wasn't pleased with the ways of the Catholic Church. You can imagine who I'm talking about: Yes, Martin Luther! Erm... I have to admit a little thing here. I once lost to Poland. Mhm, I did. He was not that weak all of the time! Ok, he beat the shit out of me and the only way to prevent worse was to give in and get rid of the Teutonic Order. I was pissed anyway. Luther was right, so damn right! And still today I'm so happy that Albert of Brandenburg-Ansbach decided to become a Protestant and to rename me Duchy of Prussia by that.
Hah, now you know were this leads, don't you? FUCK YEAH! I AM PRUSSIA! The awesome nation that later became a kingdom! Damn, that was my time! I loved it! And I looked so hot in that uniform we had in the 18th century! Hehe, we invented what you know as a uniform after all! Didn't know that? Now you do!
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