Federal Republic of Svendonia

{{Nation infobox
 * name = Federal Republic of Svendonia
 * capital = New York City
 * flag = Angelite.png
 * motto = "Motto: Validus in ululatus nox noctis. (Stand Strong in the Howling Night.)"
 * anthem = "Anthem: Zero by Keiki Kobayashi and the Svendonian National Orchestra''"
 * formationdate = 4/12/2008
 * alliance = Angelite
 * team = Maroon
 * languages = Svendonian, English, Russian, Ukrainian
 * government = Capitalist
 * religion = Norse
 * currency = Svendonian Florin

Originally, I figured I'd keep this page like I was this really omniscient, transcendent figure. Then I realized this was a game, and what I'm writing on is a wiki page, and not my life story. If you do end up reading this, hello and thanks for reading. If you don't know me, I'd not be surprised.

Most of you may know me simply as Sig. I started my adventures in Cybernations in September of 2006, and immediately, I was embroiled by the game and its politics and whatnot. I ran a small alliance called Angelite from December 12th to February 4th, 2007. Angelite was my first love in CN, and had a bit of moderate success; we had about 30 members, mostly my friends, and an aggregate score of around 300k or so, which for those days, was actually pretty impressive. Sorta. The downfall of Angelite is a sad one, mainly because >_< had raided the hell out of us, and the majority of my cohorts had basically gotten bored and deleted. It's just another alliance that wasn't meant to be.

By this point, I had given up on my primary persona, and switched over to a completely different identity. This other persona, who will remain nameless, was a former staff sergeant in the /b/ Alliance, who had joined a few weeks after the alliance's conception. Unfortunately, this poor lad had the even poorer fortune of being dragged into Great War III along with the rest of /b/. After experiencing the horrific shit that my alliance mates had engaged into, I felt I was probably supposed to be destined to vanish from the CN landscape for a bit. Of course, that didn't happen. Right after GWIII had ended, my poor little nation was in shambles, so with a new nation in hand, I ventured out into the alliance known as the Northern Treaty Organization. Things went well for a while, I found the NTO quaint and homely, and I was merely a background figure in the general membership. So things were sweet in /b/ 2.0, up until the Green Civil War. I am no fan of conflict, so this upset me, mainly because I had just gotten out of a major war. I decided that I was sick of CN, and these pointless wars, and deleted my nation.

Several months later, in January of 2008, a friend convinced me to restart in Digiterra for another go. After a brief, week long stint in the Independent Republic of Orange Nations, I ended up in the Green Protection Agency, around January 10th or so. Almost as if nothing was meant to be, about a month later, the Continuum-GPA War occurred, popularly known as the Woodstock Massacre, which was a major setback for the GPA. As for myself, however, I had been both spared and damned, as my nation had hit the twenty day inactivity mark and was deleted due to real life issues.

When April 2008 rolled around, once more, my friend convinced me to rejoin, and I figured "Hey, why the hell not?" Thus marked my next foray into Planet Bob's geopolitical sphere. Not looking to be part of a major alliance once more, I was enticed to join the United Sovereign Nations, my first venture on the maroon team. As luck would have it, I joined the USN just a mere fortnight before it had become embroiled alongside the No Vision Coalition in the GATO-1V War, leaving me fighting to survive in my new home, yet again. With my minuscule nation, rebuilding came as easy to me, and I decided to brave it to where I am today. I served one term as the Deputy Minister of Recruitment, one term as the Security General, and four terms as an Administrative Councilor in the USN. Additionally, with the USN's entry into the Common Defense Treaty bloc, I served one term as a CDT Commissioner.

I enjoyed my peace time quite a bit, with my membership in the USN nearing a year. But, I needed a change from what I've come to love. So in April 2009, I made the choice to resign from the USN, just for a change of pace, and joined The Galactic Republic. Within my first few days there, I was appointed Deputy Minister of Internal Affairs, and bestowed the title of Jedi Master. Although I was feeling right at home at TGR, I was needed back home to help straighten out a few details here and there that had been callously overlooked on my part.

A few days later, with the situation back on Maroon all peachy keen, my free spirit tendencies kicked in again and a change was needed. I signed up with the righteous folks over in Vox Populi looking for a little fun and excitement on the edge of never ending hardships. Ingloriously, I departed from my loving home that was the Maroon sphere for warmer abodes on Red, mainly to aid Vox Populi in their quest for a senate seat. During the Karma War, or the "Stern Talking to War," I helped the noble crusade against the Hegemony by engaging Pacifican and Valhallan nations in open warfare. As Vox gained their freedom from eternal warfare, piece by piece, the plans to disband the alliance were being drawn up. However, as the Karma War began to die down, Vox Populi disbanded, with minimal fanfare, stating that the mission was accomplished. Vox was no more, and once again, I was ready to find a new home to settle down in.

Always a welcoming place to return home to, I decided to fly the Angelite Alliance Affiliation for a short period of time, a token of my undying love for what once was. Who knows what could be next?

Also, as a side note, I had managed to get my Cybernations forum name banned, as it had not matched in game to my ruler or nation. Oh well, c'est la vie. My new current forum name is Svendonia.

So that's all about me. I know, I'm not interesting at all. Please bear with me on this. I do wish to expand this topic ever so much more, if only something interesting would happen.