Surrounding the palace are various shacks, shanties, and bunkhouses, which are all only slightly better than nothing. If you look veeeeerrry closely, you can see me waving to the helicopter from one of the windows in the spacious palace in the upper left.

Speaking of which, this is a view of downtown Tropico. Nearby are these filthy shacks! They are built out of little more than scrap wood and steel left behind over the past few hundred years of oppression, and although the rent is free, the living conditions are completely terrible! Still, the construction shop is owned by El Presidente (along with all other important buildings on the island), so it will be up to him as to when or if any decent houses are built. Like all uneducated working jobs, the dock pays at the rate of five dollars per month, and as this is a considerable income, you can see how all four positions at the dock are currently filled. Sadly, it is far too industrial for tourists, who will refuse to show up at this dock entirely, so a different dock will need to be built when the time comes.Īt the bottom of the image, you can see the dock’s information. Here the massive cargo ships dock to receive what little exports we can scrape together, and here is where any immigrants who wish to live on our island will be able to land. This is our dock, our lifeline to the outside world. While there may not be as much land available as one might find on other islands, our absurd amounts of beachfront property are why our El Presidente was so interested in extending his offer to us. I do not know how he could be a baron, seeing as he comes from Haiti, but this is very exciting!Īnd now, people of the world, welcome to our little island paradise! As you can see, there are not too many buildings up at this point, but there are long, extensive beaches and no less than three lagoons. Our new Great Leader tells me that his hotel company is completely legitimate, which is a good sign, and that he himself used to be a baron at some point. Our current dictator tells me that his check has cleared, so Tropico’s new El Presidente is Voodoo Pizzaman! Of course, since the other half of the ballots probably show a similar number, there is no need to find the rest. Most of the other candidates received only 1 each. We have, however, counted up the ballots we were able to find, and found that the Voodoo Pizzaman won with a staggering 61-22! Coming behind him in a distant second is Evita Peron, who received 3 votes, followed by El Pollo Diablo and Che Guevara with 2 each. You should not worry, however, people of the world, as the assistant tended to shamble slowly, and likely has not gotten very far.

Efforts are being made to track this assistant down, but traces of him seem to have vanished upon his entry into the cemetery. You see, a full half of the voting ballots seem to have gone missing, and before we were able to count them! The last time they were seen, they were entrusted to a newly-hired counting assistant. Why, if this is just the number of you who have decided to respond to our very special broadcast, I would not be surprised if there were over 1000 people in the world! Isn’t that amazing?!Īnyway, the votes and the Adopt-a-Tropican requests have all been counted, although there was an unfortunate incident along the way. It is always morning somewhere on the earth, so good morning, people of the world! This is Juanito once again coming to you with a very special broadcast from TNN: the Tropico News Network! Your votes have been tallied, and let me just say this: WOWIE! The broadcast office has been absolutely flooded with letters sent from all around the world, and there are over three times as many votes as there are citizens on our island! Juanito did not even know there were this many people out there.

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