Serve And Obey The Great Sultanate, Loyal Citizens!

Greetings loyal citizens, and pathetic infidels who have yet to become one with the Sultanate. Although we may not be officially recognized as a true nation, the grand Sultanate needs not the approval of others in order to be a self-sustaining military powerhouse containing the greatest leader ever known in history! We are located in a secluded square kilometre of land in southern Australia; with enough coercion, however, we will soon have our land officially recognized as our own and not that of Australia's.

Our government would be considered by puny, so-called "democratic" countries to be a "military dictatorship", though we prefer the term "State In Which The All-Knowing Government Can Do Whatever It Wants", as we believe it is far more fitting and accurate. The Amazing, Remarkable, Handsome, And Otherwise Perfect Sultan Jax is our wise, all-knowing leader who’s utter Amazingness allows him to know what's best every time. Along with the great Sultan are his advisors, the Prime Minister KoE, the High Sheep Farmer Noah, the Majesty's Bodyguard Bill, the Imperial Conqueror Hats, the Royal Dentist CamRB, the Grand General Ochi, the Sultan's Stablemaster Clockwork, the Royal Chef Monsieur, and the State Treasurer printer. In the end, though, the Sultan has the final word on things.

The Sultanate possesses a stable and powerful economy mainly sustained by the mining of precious gems and sheep farming. There are always other job opportunities available for the citizens of the Sultanate, however, such as tour guides, winemakers, and the highly esteemed military operative.

The Royal Land Army of the Sultanate mainly consists of middle-class, middle-aged men from the southern region of the United States of America, although there are plenty of native Jaxians in the ranks of our brave fighting men as well. We advertise high pay, top-of-the-line training, and appropriate leisure time for soldiers off-duty. Those who wish to serve the Sultanate by air in the Royal Air Force of the Sultanate will be pleased to know that they will be fighting alongside the great Sultan himself, who will be mounted in the Royal Chopter and will give guidance and morale to his fellow troops and hellfire and destruction to his enemies in the form of large fecal projectiles. (note: It is a criminal offense to state or argue that the word fecal may mean something other than glorious, mighty fireballs sent from Heaven itself.) The Air Force is also be supplemented by mighty Royal Geese trained to fly into the air-propellers of enemy air vehicles and almost certainly destroy them.

Bronies, furries, war criminals, ballerinas, and rednecks are all allowed to be citizens of the Sultanate.
Roleplaying is encouraged.

Knighthoods:
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The National Anthem is found here:
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May the will of the Sultanate aid you,

The Great Sultan Jax