sovereign city


Our city’s enemies are looming at our gates, and it is time to put asidelocal rivalries By royal decree, I, Escalus, Royal Prince and sole sovereign of the city of Verona do herefore order the marriage of Rosaline Capulet and Benvolio Montague to cement your families as allies, not rivals. If Montague and Capulet cannot coexist as two, they must become one. Our city’s survival depends upon it. 

Here’s the weekly second issue round-up! (With TWO titles written by Cullen Bunn...)


Bug’s tumble through dimensions ends up taking him back in time, to the start of General Electric’s mad scheme. In the remote Himalayas, the mad scientist leads his robot army in search of a precious magical metal. Sandman, Sandy, Blue Beetle and the Losers are already out in the snow looking to stop him, but only Bug knows that the fate of the multiverse hangs in the balance. Plus, we begin a new backup feature by James Harvey (Masterplasty, We Are Robin).


Adrian’s descent into madness and horror continues! In an attempt to rid himself of terrifying waking nightmares, Adrian agreed to undergo past life regression therapy. Now it seems that something sinister has followed Adrian back from a past life into this one!


The growing mystery in the Lost Valley threatens to envelop the Earth and destroy any future mankind has.  While Samson, last man on Earth, stalks the threat, little does he know the threat stalks HIM!  And some five-hundred years earlier, Doctor Spektor faces his destiny while Magnus investigates a puzzle that will ultimately change everything!

BONUS TUROK STORY: Continuing the all-new saga of the all-new Turok from SOVEREIGNS #0: What’s Turok’s link to the outside world, and will that tie aid his quest or bring it down—along with his head?


After examining the treasure map, the girls break into the Captain’s house, unaware that they’re being followed!

THE DAMNED: Ill-Gotten #2

Demonic crime families run the rackets, all in hopes of collecting that which mankind values the least–immortal souls. Eddie lost his soul a long time ago, and he’s cursed because of it. Now, an old pal might hold the key to breaking the curse and retrieving Eddie’s soul. But is there anyone you can really trust in the world?

Today in History June 7, 1929 The sovereign state of Vatican City came into existence as copies of the Lateran Treaty were exchanged in Rome.

The Captain of Köpenick

110 years ago, on October 16, 1906, shoemaker Friedrich Wilhelm Voigt successfully staged an outrageous charade, which became legendary in Germany and beyond.

Friedrich Wilhelm Voigt was born in 1849 in Tilsit, which is now the city of Sowjetsk in the oblast Kaliningrad, Russian Federation. He learned the shoemaker’s business from his father, but started a criminal carreer from the age of 14 onward. He spent most of his life in jail and was released after a 15-year sentence in early 1906.

He tried to settle down and work as a shoemaker, but was repeatedly getting ousted from several counties due to his criminal past, the last time being banned from Greater Berlin, where he lived with his sister in Rixdorf in the ouskirts of Berlin and earned a small income working in a shoe factory. He decided to stay in Berlin illegaly. Finding himself in a catch-22 situation (no legal address = no opportunity to get a job = not to be able to pay for a residence = no passport = getting ousted = no legal address), he fell back to illegal means to finance his existance.

Using his small savings and borrowed money from his sister, he purchased the uniform of a Prussian captain in a number of second-hand stores. He tested the authority of his appearance in uniform towards soldiers several times, thereby rehearsing an authoritarian demeanor, and found out that especially young soldiers were timidly obeying his orders.

On October 16, 1906, it was time to carry out his plan. He waited in front of a military bath house in Berlin-Plötzensee for a troop of particularly young-looking soldiers returning to their barracks and told ten of them they would be under his command due to highest orders. They boarded the tram to travel to Köpenick (then still a sovereign city). In Köpenick, Voigt paid his subordinates a beer and explained that he had to arrest the mayor of Köpenick and probably some more individuals due to unlawful handling of public money. The fake captain and his soldiers recruited local policemen to cordon off the town hall and preserve public peace, occupied the town hall, prohibited any traffic on the corridors, stopped phone calls, and arrested the mayor and the chief municipal director “in the name of His Majesty”, accusing them of embezzlement of public money. Pretending that he had to seize the city treasury, Voigt ordered the paymaster to make a statement of account and to hand him the money, 3557.45 Mark (today’s value about 22,000 €) in cash. As there was not enough cash in the safe, the money had to be retrieved from the local post office.

A receipt requested by the treasurer was signed by Voigt using the name of his last prison director, using the military grade of a captain in the first guard regiment. Voigt then used the money to rent taxis to transport the mayor to the New Guardhouse in Berlin, told his soldiers to keep the town hall occupied for half an hour while he had to leave to report to his superiors, and marched off under the eyes of hundreds of curious onlookers to take a train to Berlin. Soon after, he changed his uniform with the clothes of a decent citizen, which he bought at an expensive gentlemen’s outfitter’s shop.

Voigt was arrested only ten days later while having breakfast in a cafe and sentenced to four years in prison for the unauthorized wearing of a uniform, the violation of public order, the deprivation of liberty, fraud, and the falsification of documents. The court, however, also cited as an alleviating factor that Voigt’s attempts to become a useful member of society after his last release from prison were repeatedly thwarted by the authorities, which refused to grant him a secured residence status.

The whole episode was broadly covered in the newspapers, half mockingly, half seriously pointing out the obvious flaws of the Prussian principle of unquestioning obedience. Some commentators even went as far as requesting to abolish the prevalent “uniform fetishism”. Many Germans could not hide a clandestine joy about the fact that Voigt was able to use the intimidating omnipresence of the military to his advantage, exploiting the widespread subservient obedience to authority imprinted to the German population since childhood age by the authoritarian education system. In fact, the whole incident became the first first crack in the façade of Prussian militarism. This way, Voigt became a folk hero, and a new word was coined: Köpenikiade, denominating a form of recklessness in which obediance is obtained by the unauthorized assumption of authority. Due to the immense popularity, Voigt was pardoned by Emperor Wilhelm II. after only two years of prison.

Voigt subsequently used his popularity to make money with public appearances, which were not exactly welcomed by the authorities. On the day of his release, he earned 200 Mark (1200 €) for making a record on which he stated: “My longing to walk as a free man amongst the free grew ever greater in me. I am free now, but I wish and ask God to keep me from becoming an outlaw again.”

The record became a bestseller. Two days later, a visit to his sister in Rixdorf caused a mighty concourse of prople which made an intervention by the police necessary. His autobiography published a year later became a record-seller. He went on tour in Germany (where his appearance sometimes caused riots between visitors and the police), Europe and even the USA and Canada. As he was still unable to obtain a secured legal residence permit in Germany, he mover to Luxemburg, where he worked as a waiter and shoemaker after his publicity had subsided. In addition, he received a pension by a rich dowager from Berlin. He had acquired a certain wealth and was among the first citizens of Luxemburg who owned a car.

When Luxemburg was occupied by the Germans during world war I in 1914, he was once again questioned by the police. The officer noted: “It remains puzzling to me how this wretched man could once shake Prussia.” Due to the war and the subsequent inflation, his wealth was ruined, and smoking had ruined his health. He died in 1922 in great poverty, aged 72. Legend has it that his funeral procession encountered a French squad stationed in Luxemburg, which asked for the identity of the dead. When the funeral party answered that he was the Captain of Köpenick, the French soldiers let them pass with military salute, believing that a real military member was carried to his grave.

Voigt’s charade was immediately subject of satirical theatre plays. The day after, a Berlin cabaret played a piece in which a squad of soldiers was silently nodding to everything their superiors said, no matter how stupid and ridiculous it would be. Less that three months after, three independent short films appeared in the cinemas. A comic entitled “The Captain of Köpenic, an eerily beautiful story of dim-witted subservient spirit” appeared. A first feature film written and directed by Siegfried Dessauer appeared in 1926 (it was largely destroyed by the Nazis in the 1930s). The Captain of Köpenick became a literary figure in 1931 when Carl Zuckmayer wrote a very successful stage play, which served as the script for several feature films in 1931 (with Max Adalbert), 1956 (with Heinz Rühmann), and 1997 (with Harald Juhnke).

An English adaptation of Zuckmayer’s stage play appeared in 1971. In 1968, a schlager appeared, first interpreted by Drafi Deutscher and since covered by many bands and singers.

Since 2006, the play is staged every yar in the ceremonial hall of the town hall of Köpenick. Each Wednesday and Saturday at 11 a.m., the charade is reenacted in front of the Köpenick town hall, the original location. The film museum of Berlin has an original clip showing Wilhelm Voigt in 1908.

The original uniform used by Voigt is preserved and on display in the town hall of Köpenick.

In 1996, a statue was set up in front of the town hall of Köpenick.

There is also a memorial plaque, which reads: “In this town hall, the shoemaker Wilhelm Voigt (February 13, 1849 – January 3, 1922) seized the city treasury in the afternoon of October 16, 1906 as ‘Captain of Köpenick’. This act went down in history as the Köpenickiade. He became a literary figure by the eponymous stage play by Carl Zuckmayer (1931).”

His grave is preserved in Luxemburg and kept by a group of members of the European Parliament.

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1. Introduction:

Solitaire Sonata is about a group of unlikely misfit vigilantes known as the “Solitaires” employee by the mayor of Leodis city “Sovereign”. Like many branches of vigilantes dotted all over the world they are the alternative to the police though majority of stuck up, politicians find vigilante branches unorthodox and crude. Particularly the Leodis branch are laughed at especially the motto “Flamboyant Justice”, is seen as a joke.

2. History:

Sonata was originally known as the planet Kepler-452b Earth’s closet cousin planet.That was before an interstellar cloud “Dusk” drifted into earth’s atmosphere,during a solar eclipse. “Dusk” deposited a mass of magic energy on upon most urban and natural environments of the earth. Eventually due to strange changes that occurred within both humans and other organisms. That were dubbed “first wave” those affect by “Dusk” Were mass evicted by the thousands from earth and promptly dumped upon Kepler-45b2.
Over time the emigrants became the inhabitants of the newly christened planet “Sonata” and soon discovered that the planet its self was drenched with magical energy as its main natural resource and thus the inhabitants were able to harvest natural crystal growths that are used as an element for urban energy resources and used as an outlet into developing new technology.

Sonata is 1,400 light years away although moderately accessible via warp dive installed onto a space transportation.
Even now that a few centuries has passed the sonatans are still quite wary of Earth mostly by segregating attitude towards their ancestors. Mainly the fact that they thrown out like garbage so to speak.

3. Language:

Latin as secondary language as its often used for names of countries since most countries are named after Latin equivalents from earth. Latin is often used in magical terms such as alchemy. A country’s first language for example Anglia Sonata’s UK equivalent) their first language would be English.

4. Magic:

Most sonatans have throughout decades of evolution, developed a second blood stream that generates mana in their blood which allows magic and supernatural ability.

5. Technology:

Visually a mix of Steampunk and cybernetic technology. both styles are powered by crystals which functions as alternative to electric and fossil fuels.

6. People & Races:

Mostly contrasts of Anthros, humans and alien visitors or immigrants.

7. Gender/Sexuality:

Various in most species.

8. Hierarchy, Power, & Governance:

Most cities have a mayor or mayoress which are considered royalty and usually voted by general public to govern a city.
Bigger metropolis cities usually have a government party but vast majority are very pompous and narrow minded towards cities that favour vigilante branches that act as the alternative to actual police. Hence a threat to corrupt politicians in so called prestigious metropolis.

9. Civilization & Architecture:

Contrast of steampunk and cyberpunk architectures depending on the districts most have crystal growths growing among urban and leafy places.

10. Music: Mostly generic like on earth.
Since most music formats: physical and digital files and books along side musical instruments were taken with the first wave exiles.

11. Food:

Most food was originally imported from Earth.
I imagine that Sonata is rich with natural resources that be hybrid fruits and such.

12: Weather:

Similar to earth but might be a bit different due to the moon’s “Cygnus” orbit.
Cygnus means swan in Greek Latin and is Kepler-45b2’s actual

YOU’VE  REACHED  THE  PALMER  INSTITUTE—  NOAH  SPEAKING.   aka li xiang fei, a married workaholic and future father of a newborn  ( and the current unofficial ‘father’ of three dead teenages and a prodigal necromancer )  from sovereign city, idaho.  not only is he the personal assistant to lazaro palmer, but he’s also the GLORIFIED BABYSITTER of the institute’s prized test subjects;  literally dead teenagers.  this guy  ( w.ill pose ) cares a little too much, stresses out a lot, is terrified of confrontation, and just wants to make everyone happy.  is that really too much to ask?  kindly LIKE or REBLOG if you’d interact with a NOAH from flipsidered’s MAGGOT BOY  penned by adrian / virgoe, sideblog to storygiver.

I dare anybody to run into their local Burger King with a big black garbage bag, and throw every paper crown they have sitting out into it while screaming “LONG LIVE QUEEN MARCHESA, THE BLACK ROSE, FIRST OF HER NAME, HEAD OF THE COUNCIL, GUARANTOR OF LAWFUL GOVERNANCE, SOLE SOVEREIGN OF THE HIGH CITY, TRUE HEIR TO THE CITY OF PALIANO AND ALL THE RIGHTS AND PRIVILEGES THEREOF!!!”

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The Gentleman was a menace. That much was certain. It was not quite ten months since he had come to power, and on that day the citizens of the sovereign city of Rostek had wakened to the news that the Royal Family had been found dead in their beds, covered in blood. A little after that, the newspapers stopped printing. Their replacement was swift: leaflets and notices on every door, issued by some unseen visitor in the night.


Some, however, received a slightly different message:


A swift fear settled over the city. Who was their new master? Where had he come from? No one had seen his face. He did not enthrone himself in the palace. But he had an army: the black-clad men who came and went quietly back and forth to collect their dues, to threaten journalists and juries. And there was another army too; more subtle and yet more fearful. This army was glimpsed in shadows, in alleyways and crevices, slinking or crawling away before it could be examined. A many-legged army with springs and pistons and eyes that burned like red-hot coals through magnifying glasses, an army taking many forms, that burrowed or flew or leapt, sometimes half-clad in something resembling flesh.

Of these, only whispers were exchanged between the closest of friends, because they came to collect information. For those whose wrongs were found out, it was not long before they vanished mysteriously, leaving assets which were, of course, seized by the Gentleman.

All told, it was a peculiar state of affairs—                              

But Greta Schmidt was too old to be concerned with such things. Rather, as she walked down the street with her parasol in one hand and her husband Roger’s arm in the other, her primary concern was whether she had left the kettle on.