Chapter 1: Hurrah Texas!

Welcome to the Glorious Republic of Texas, the Lone Star Country.

Sam Houston here. You see, we've had a problem lately. That is to say, those guys down there in the capital of Mexico think they own us. Now...now, listen here. Yeah, they gave us the right to move here but then they started to lay down some laws that really didn't go to well with our daily grits. You know, taxes and those scoundrely things. So we up and said that we're gonna govern ourselves. Y'all in the Mexican government can just deal with it. Even the native Indians and Mexicans agreed with us.




Our researchers started in on somethin' called Army Professionalism. We don't need none of that over here. We've got spirit, liqour, and guns! No one is going to beat us that easily!



No siree, no one at all.




That was not a tactical retreat! No way, Jose! I just needed to consolidate our glorious army under my command! Who cares that we only have a little over a handful of soldiers and they have seventy thousand. We've got honor and God on our side!


In all seriousness, Texans have a massive morale advantage over every country in the world. Because of that, if they're on the defensive, as long as the army doesn't get annihilated, the enemy army will retreat because their morale dropped too low.

I was also told something about letters of mark. Mark? Markee? This stupid French nonsense. Whatever it was, Mexico and the US wasn't too happy about it. Something about pirating everything and giving it all to us. It's not like they need all that stuff in the first place. Texas First!



A couple of our dimplomats went to Washington D.C. with some booze and other presents but they didn't seem too pleased. Those city folk will never understand a polite gesture, I tell you.



But when they came back, they got an excellent idea! We were going to declare our independence. This wasn't a war about throwing off evil shackles of tyranny anymore. We were gonna govern ourselves. We sent it post haste to Santa Anna but he couldn't understand us very well. We told him we wanted our rights back and he said we could keep our rats. Only a tyrant would think rights are rats.



...but we had some bad news after that. We left some defenses down in the county of San Antonio and that drat Santa Anna....he killed'em all. There was no way Texas was going to live this town. You kill one Texan in cold blood, you kill them all.




Their massive armies were closing in on us so we had one last desperate offensive. If that didn't work, we were done for but...

...God was on our side! We captured that fool of a tyrant and sent him off to where he belongs. With the rest of the city folk in DC. They'd show him what for and the US would make sure we got our independence. We're all brothers and we have to stick together.

The new Mexican government refused to recognize our glorious peace! We showed them what for so they won't be coming back for a long while. In the meantime, the US has got our back so we don't have to worry about any dagnab hordes overrunning our defenses and making us bow down to them.





No sooner than we kicked out the Mexican army, the Indians took advantage of us having our heads turned the wrong ways. They'll learn the error of their fool ways soon enough.



After that fiasco, an era of peace and prosperity set in across the First Republic of Texas. We had new inventions flowing in from Europe and our men embraced them wholeheartedly. If we're gonna survive, we have to keep open to all ideas that come in from across the ocean and from our brothers in the US.




We all got a good laugh when we saw boats show up on the horizon flying the Texas flag. They didn't realize the war was over yet! I guess them markee letters were worth something. A lot of celebration was to be had but we stole a lot of gold from Mexico and so we had a good old time unloadin' our new money and liquor. Oh the liquor, we drank a lot of that in the process.

But while staggerin' around, Austin says to me...he says "Hey, Sam. What if we could rule the seas? Wouldn't that be great?"

I said to him, I said "Yeah, why don't we buy some stuff to put our troops in too and we'll have a grand ol' time! But those guys in Mexico won't be happy if we can rule the whole gulf."

"Aww, screw'em Sam. We'll just beat them back like we always do. Why, with a navy, we're a short sail and walk from Mexico City itself."






Yes, Texas is a grand and glorious place. We've got a great future ahead of us but, you know, all the decisions aren't mine.



What should we do next should be decided by our grand and glorious citizens. So speak up! Free speech is welcome in our glorious Republic.

Comment here and say/debate what we should do next. I'll do my best to implement popular ideas but be aware that in 1838-1840, we'll go to war with Mexico again over who controls the Yucatan Peninsula. I'd like to ally with France or/and Britain before then and definitely ally with America, since they'll donate most of their army to help us. If you have questions, feel free to shoot them.