War Never Changes- A Fallout RP

[Fisheye]

War Never Changes- A Fallout RP

War, war never changes. Even after humanity blasted its own ashes across the surface of the Earth in the Great War of 2077, its cutthroat ambition did not die down. The year is now 2290, and humanity has once again ended a bloody war. While this war could never come close to the awesome destruction wrought by the atomic fire of the Great War, it nonetheless has ruined lives and changed nations. You must lead your nation through the aftermath of the Hoover War, otherwise known as the Wasteland War, a seemingly futile and meaningless conflict perpetrated by ambitious warmongers and fought by the beaten masses of the Wastes. Will you lead your fair nation to economic and cultural prosperity, or repeat the actions of those before you, seizing that which is rightfully yours with overwhelming strength.

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Hey all, this is a Nation RP set in the Fallout universe after the events of New Vegas. In this timeline, the Midwestern Brotherhood of Steel intervened in the events of Fallout: New Vegas, taking the side of Caesar’s Legion in an attempt to limit the expansion of the New California Republic. This lead to a much larger-scale war than what we saw in Fallout: New Vegas. The Hoover War brought in all sorts of post-nuclear nations and factions, from Oregon to Pennsylvania and perhaps even beyond. In the end, it all proved to be futile, with the Treaty of Goodsprings leading to no territorial gains for any side and establishing the independent state of New Vegas as the controller of the Hoover Dam.

It has been five years since the Treaty of Goodsprings has been signed, and much has changed for the nations of North America. The five-year peace set by the treaty is up, and while some nations still reel from the Hoover War, others plan campaigns against their neighbors. The First American Convention, an international meeting to discuss the future of the North American continent, is quickly approaching. All notable and civilized nations and factions of North America have been invited to attend, and it is up to everyone’s best guess as to what will come out of this first international meeting since before the Great War.

The first portion of the RP will be held at the American Convention in the dazzling city of New Vegas. Here, your nation will deal with the consequences of the Hoover War, make dealings with like minded nations, or perhaps even truly introduce itself on the international stage for the first time. You have the option of either taking the helm of an established faction (NCR, the Institute, etc.) or making your own nation and fitting them into the RP. If you haven’t played all of the Fallout games (perhaps you’ve only played Fallout 4) and are still interested in joining, that’s completely fine. Just stick to areas you know or look interesting, do a little bit of research on the Wikia, and you’re all set. It should also be noted that things in this RP generally exist on a larger scale when compared to what we see in-game. For example, Caesar’s Legion isn’t just 200 men in funny outfits, it is a full-scale fighting force with supply lines, supporting communities, and the works.

As far as rules are concerned, use common sense and stick to the forum rules. While I’m technically the GM, I plan on letting things play out naturally and keep this a sandbox environment. Try to keep post quality high-casual and up, and if you’re worried a post may go over with the group poorly or touch on some taboo, just ask in the OOC or chat about it first. Just have fun and don’t ruin it for others, pretty much.

For quick and easy discussion, feel free to use our Discord channel. The 'RP_IC_Chatter' section is set up just for this RP. discordapp.com/channels/2308801984998…

In addition, here's our preliminary map. Feel free to draw your claims on. google.com/maps/d/edit?mid=1KGHFV4t5R…

Faction/Nation Sheet-

Name:
Flag (picture or description):
Territory (picture or description) and Geography:
History (if using a pre-existing faction, recent history will due):
Population (The NCR, being rather prosperous, is 1 million. This is the max population for now):
Government/Domestic Politics:
Notable People:
Military (try to be somewhat realistic):
Economy:
Culture and Technology (include views towards slavery and mutants):
Religion:

List of reserved nations/territory-
Fisheye: Florida, Coast of Alabama, Mississippi, and Louisiana, Northern Cuba, the Bahamas and the Outer Banks
Andronicus23: Caesar’s Legion (Arizona, New Mexico, Colorado, and most of Southern Utah)

Caesar's Legion

Name: Caesar’s Legion

Flag (picture or description): The Legion standard (golden bull against a crimson background)

Territory (picture or description): Arizona, New Mexico, Colorado, and of most southern Utah.

History (if using a pre-existing faction, recent history will due): Following the Second Battle of Hoover Dam, the Legion was left in disarray. With Caesar and the Legatus both now dead, they’d lost their commanders and their purpose, and the survivors from the battle fled back to Legion territory piecemeal. Many deserted, some committed ritual suicide out of despair for their failure, and many others split off to reform tribal groups or communities that the Legion had previously smashed and assimilated.

The core of the Legion, Caesar’s most experienced and loyal veterans, remained loyal however and some 5,000 legionaries limped back to Flagstaff to regroup. It was there that a war-council of Caesar’s greatest remaining commanders met to decide who would take up their master’s legacy. After several days of debate, they reached a unanimous decision. Head of the Praetorian Guard Lucius was elevated to the crimson, and was hailed by all as ‘Caesar’. Lucius was the obvious choice to the men present, having been one of Caesar’s closest and most loyal advisors. He was also an adept military commander and veteran soldier, and no-one could doubt his skills as a fighter and leader.

The new Caesar immediately set to work rebuilding the shattered remains of The Legion, and the threat was dire indeed. The NCR began pushing into Legion territory intent on eliminating the remains of The Legion once and for all. Lucius gathered what remained of his military, not even a full strength legion, and marched to face them. Knowing full well he could never defeat the NCR in battle with what few troops he had, Lucius waged a brutal guerilla campaign and pursued a policy of scorched earth. Poisoning wells and desert water sources, burning crops in the path of the NCR, spreading disease, and harassing NCR supply lines whenever possible. Gradually more troops began to fill his ranks as former legionaries and groups that had been separated after the battle of Hoover Dam flocked to Caesar’s banner.

However, all of this wasn’t enough to turn the NCR tide, and eventually they pushed right to Flagstaff, where they captured the city. Lucius had left them little to toast their victory on however, as he’d already burned his own capital to the ground and fouled the vital water supply to the city so as to prevent its use by the thirsty NCR troopers. In addition he’d left a surprise for the NCR soldiery: hundreds of their fellows crucified around the perimeter of the city.

The war raged on following the fall of Flagstaff, and the NCR army chased Lucius from Flagstaff back east, almost to the border of Legion territory. It was there that Caesar Lucius received much needed help from a distinctly unexpected source. The Midwestern Brotherhood of Steel, weary of NCR expansion, mobilized its power armored knights and sent them westwards, plowing straight into the NCR’s expeditionary army with an unexpected violence. Not one to question Mars’ will, Lucius cooperated with his newfound temporary allies and together they pushed the NCR west until they threw them back across the Colorado. It was here that the NCR offered a peace agreement, and Lucius, seeing the tattered state of his army and the tenuous position of his alliance with The Brotherhood, agreed to sign a peace accord. Current borders were agreed to remain static, a ceasefire was declared, and the war ended.

Now Lucius has set his sights on rebuilding the Legion and it to this is the task he’s poured in all his effort for the past five years. He has waged a ceaseless campaign to reconquer Legion territory in Utah and Colorado and shore up the border along Arizona. He’s also ordered countless raids and incursions into nearby unincorporated territories for slaves and wealth and reintegrated errant tribes and splinter factions that had broken off following Hoover Dam.

Unlike his predecessor, the new Caesar prefers to lead from the front: often saddled astride a New Mexican mustang. During a battle he’s usually seen riding up and down the lines, extolling his men to greater acts of bravery and reassuring his men by placing himself where the fighting is thickest so that his men know that their leader is with them. It's a dangerous business, but Lucius is a soldier first and foremost, and Caesar of The Legion second.

After endless campaigns across the south west, The Legion has finally returned to something resembling its former state before Hoover Dam. And it's a good thing too, as the expiration date set on the armistice is coming due any day now, and no-one really knows what that might mean.


Population: Roughly 600,000.

Government/Domestic Politics: The Legion is led and commanded by ‘Caesar’, the mantle of which has now been taken up by Lucius, former head of the old Caesar’s Praetorian guard. He is considered a demi-god of sorts and his will is unquestioned, ruling from a position of absolute power as ‘dictator perpetuo’. The Legion is entirely militaristic and authoritarian, with virtually nothing in the way of representation or democratic ideals. It is, in some sense, an army with a state rather than a state with an army.

Military: The Legion, being particularly militaristic and conquest-centric has an unusually high percentage of its population serving in its armies. With nearly 1 in 4 males serving as soldiers. Which means a total Legion strength of some 75,000 soldiers. With the ability to conscript roughly 25,000 more if the need is very dire. The Legion continues to follow the military traditions of Caesar, and by extension, a tradition loosely based on that of ancient Rome. The Legion’s military structure, organization, logistics, and tactics mirror those of Rome with some obvious adjustments and changes. One notable example includes using multiple lines of battle much like in the polybian system. With the youngest and least experienced recruits heading up the front line, more experienced soldiers following up in the second attack wave (legionary primes) and the hardened legionary veterans acting as a final wave if the first two waves have failed.

Due to the losses suffered at Hoover Dam and the recent campaigning by Lucius. Many of the legionaries are now fresh recruits or only have a few years experience at most. And many of The Legion’s officers lack the knowledge and experience of their predecessors. The days of Caesar’s numberless battle-hardened veterans are over, but those that have spent their years campaigning with Lucius are still a force to be reckoned with.

Economy: The Legion’s economy is still heavily based around slavery and forced labor, the majority of which work in agriculture and industry or in support roles for the Legion’s military. Each contubernia of 8 men in the Legion, for instance, is assigned exactly two support slaves as camp followers. Since Lucius’s changes to the system have come into effect, slavery tends to be less a division between men and women, and more a division of ‘Legion’ and ‘non-Legion’. Lucius’s recent conquests have brought in a glut of fresh slaves to Legion pens and has helped to repair their severely damaged economy, although much work still remains.

The Legion trades odd goods with neighboring peoples, although they’ve yet to establish any kind of official trade network with peoples west of the Colorado for obvious reasons. Although smugglers and independent caravaners do run between both, leading to a sort of ‘unofficial’ exchange of goods between West and East.

Culture and Technology (include views towards slavery and mutants): Slavery is openly practiced, tolerated, and a central part of The Legion’s economic system. Mutants are tolerated insofar as they are of service to the state as slaves. Mutants and ghouls are barred from service in the Legion itself however. Although certain exceptions could potentially be granted.

While much of The Legion’s culture has remained as Edward Sallow left it with Lucius now the new Caesar some important changes have occurred. With regards to technology, Lucius has lessened the strictness of Edward’s previous bans on medical and other such technology that he thought ‘weakened’ the humans that used them. Having been privy to Caesar’s hypocrisy when it came to his own medical needs, Lucius has opted to allow for some medical technology to work its way into Legion life: not seeing it as a betrayal of Caesar’s ideals (or rather justifying it with Caesar’s own example). While recreational chems are still banned and strictly controlled, the use of medical chems has been allowed with some restrictions to prevent overuse and dependence. In addition, The Legion has taken to scavenging medical equipment and items such as auto-docs to help keep their legionaries trim and in fit condition and to lessen the burden on Legion camp surgeons.

The Legion’s views on women have also changed drastically in one important respect, namely that of the “Legion woman”. Legionaries are now allowed to keep wives and have children of their own, a result of Lucius’s own conversion to this most basic idea when he met the woman who is now his wife and close confidant. Legion women, wives and daughters, are not treated or kept as slaves but instead enjoy a position of greater respect than they would have previously under Sallow. While their role is still restricted to that of mother, caretaker, and supporter of their Legionnaire and children, they cannot be touched by any other man and the harshest of punishments exists for those that assault or violate a Legion woman in any way. It is perhaps a small improvement when compared to nations like the NCR who extend full rights to their women, but an improvement never-the-less.

Female, and male as well, slaves are not given the same sort of respect however. And the life of a Legion slave has not changed much since the days of Edward Sallow. Female slaves at least can take some small comfort in knowing that they might now escape their bondage if they catch the eye of a Legionnaire and become his wife.

Religion: The primary religion of The Legion remains the Cult of Mars, the Legion God of War, and Caesar is venerated as a son-of-mars. Effectively making whoever holds the title a demi-god. The cult is organized around various Legion priestesses who tend to the necessary religious rituals of the cult. Each soldier dedicates himself and his kills on the field of battle to the God of War.

Other religions, especially those of tribal cultures, are outlawed and generally purged from The Legion, with one notable exception...

When Lucius was campaigning in Utah, he became quickly infatuated with a recently captured New Canaanite slave named Hannah. Having been unable to have a wife or female companion of any lasting status of his own while he’d been enslaved to Caesar’s will, Lucius found himself taking advantage of his new found authority when he’d declared his marriage to her. A previously unheard of function in The Legion and one which set an important precedent. Hannah, unlike many slaves before her, was not an unwilling partner in this relationship either and found herself smitten by the handsome and intelligent ‘Caesar’ as much as he was with her, and she’d soon agreed to the match despite her initial reservations about becoming what amounted to the Legion’s queen.

Hannah’s presence has been both a calming and changing influence on Lucius’s rule as Caesar. Her words can often temper his rage and stay his brutality as none other can. In addition, she has kept her New Canaanite faith and as a result has influenced her husband into allowing her people’s religion to be tolerated in Legion territories, where it has been slowly, but quite steadily spreading. She has encouraged her husband on several occasions to convert, but Lucius remains unconvinced. He finds the New Canaanite faith intriguing, and indulges his beloved in her lengthy readings from scripture, but remains a steadfast follower of Mars. And provided his Legionaries continue to publicly venerate Mars, he has agreed to turn a blind eye to whatever private worship they or their wives might take up where the faith of New Canaan is concerned.

Wampower: Texas
BangoSkank: Texas
Gingy: New Vegas

The Free Economic Zone of the Mojave

Name: The Free Economic Zone of the Mojave (F.Z.M)

Flag: The red-white-and-blue.

Territory and Geography: Southern Nevada

History: After the Second Battle for Hoover Dam, Robert House wasted no time in cementing his empire and his legacy. He knew that he would have to prepare for the NCR and Legion (and perhaps others) to return, stronger than before. House was forced to do this alone – The Courier disappeared suddenly, and has not been seen for almost a decade. He has been assumed dead, and has been largely forgotten by the province which he helped save. As a first act of his rule, House dispatched securitrons to virtually every sector of the Mojave to keep surveillance and protection circulating through the region. With the NCR and Legion gone, and raider activity being pummeled by the sheer killing power of the securitrons, the settlements of the Mojave enjoyed their new era, despite the mysterious mastermind behind the sudden change.

Once the security of the Mojave had been achieved, House extended his borders. He unified the settlements of the Mojave as a new nation – the “Free Economic Zone of the Mojave”, an economic empire which is completed by its crown jewel, New Vegas. House then turned to relations with his populace. While he dreaded having to work with the lowly locals, he had to garner support if he was going to survive another Legion invasion. He offered The King a deal he couldn’t refuse – The King would become House’s protégé and instrument in carrying out his future endeavors, and in exchange, The Kings would become a well-equipped police force that would enjoy the benefits that come with having House as a patron. They accepted, and the region started to slowly piece together.

North and South Vegas were rebuilt. As Freeside and Westside offer virtually no residential space and are strictly businesses, the outer reaches of Vegas became needed slices of residence. The farmland north of New Vegas has been restored to provide crops and livestock to the FZM. In addition, Sloan was put back to use by paid laborers to work in the quarry, which was instrumental to the rebuilding of New Vegas. Eventually, the entire city became a bright, shining light—not just the strip—and its residents began to enjoy pre-war living conditions. Those who wanted to escape the shadow of Robert House lived out in the countryside, where many settlements such as Nelson, Goodsprings, Novac, and Nipton enjoy their independence.

Some locations, such as Searchlight and the REPCONN test site, were specifically occupied by Mr. House with purpose of discovery. House has created hundreds of jobs in both facilities, as he hopes to see Searchlight’s mining efforts and REPCONN’s space-travel research find footing under his regime. The development of the high technology sectors comes with establishing testing sites, and these facilities are among House’s first steps in that direction. In addition, a clause in the FZM’s agreement with the Van Graffs involves being given any robotic research found in Big MT, a formality that has greatly assisted Mr. House in bettering his securitrons.

Jacobstown’s mutants relocated to Black Mountain, where they still reside quietly and independently without Tabitha. Dismantling dozens of super mutants from a high-ground base proved to be too tall of a task, so Mr. House simply begrudgingly allowed them to be independent, so long as they did not meddle with House’s affairs. It has now become a known space for unethical dealings (much to the dismay of Marcus, who wants only for it to be a safe haven), as it is the one spot in the Mojave that is completely independent of House’s rule. Mt. Charleston has since been put back to its old use as a high-end ski resort, a favorite of upper-class NCR tourists.

Now, in 2290, the Mojave Desert has been unified (with the town of Caliente marking the top-most point of its territory) with a formidable military and cunning economy. Due to House’s major groundwork, the FZM has become a major contender in the days to come, but sits in an awkward position – the Legion waits anxiously on one side of the Colorado and the NCR’s leadership has been painfully quiet. The Mojave Outpost—now used as a border station—has documented NCR tourist flow, yet Robert House is well aware that the status quo is just the calm before the storm…Alongside this paranoia, the FZM still chugs along, constantly working to improve itself from the inside.

Population: 150,000

Government/Domestic Politics: Robert Edwin House is the president, C.E.O, and sole proprietor of the Free Economic Zone of the Mojave. He physically owns all lands under his banner and if he were invasive enough to police the private lives of his denizens, he would. He is advised by the leaders of each of the three families as well as his personal protégé, The King.

Individual settlements are run by their own respective independent governments, but are kept safe and monitored by the securitrons to ensure lawful rule. Facility-based settlements such as Searchlight, REPCONN, and the New Vegas Farmland are directly overseen by Mr. House.

Black-and-white matters are generally dispatched by the securitrons, but House’s personal police force—The Kings—have been instrumental in the dealings of more complicated conflicts.

Notable People:

Robert Edwin House: Sole leader and visionary of the Free Economic Zone. His unparalleled vision for the future is what has created this economic empire, and he has no intention of resting on his laurels until he has reached the mountaintop. He resides atop the Lucky 38 and only the faithful chosen have had the opportunity to meet him face-to-face.

The King: Now at 45 years of age, The King feels as if he is at risk of failing to leave a true legacy. After Mr. House annexed the Mojave, there was no longer a need for the Kings’ scrappy militia presence. They became irrelevant and confined to their school of impersonation. However, the youthful glow of the ‘greaser culture’ the Kings coveted attracted House’s attention, who armed them, gave them immense amounts of cash, and repurposed to be his personal police force. The King now enjoys his own section of the Lucky 38, where he faithfully (albeit begrudgingly) plans a future with Mr. House.

Cachino/Swank/Marjorie: The leaders of the three families. They have become rich and powerful as New Vegas’ influence spreads and its attractions become larger. The trio have heavy dislike for one another, but all worship the ground Robert House walks on, as doing so showers them in wealth and safety.

Loyal: The current leader of the Boomers, as of Mother Pearl’s death in 2283. The Boomers no longer retain their independent identity, as they have been absorbed by Robert House, but like any human, Loyal is not immune to greed—despite his immensely old age—and enjoys the flow of wealth and quality of life that has sprung from New Vegas and thus abides by House’s orders.

Marcus: The leader of Black Mountain. He has tried desperately to confine his brethren to a small, independent space, but the mutants and nightkin grow restless and Calamity’s attempt to finish her teacher’s work has failed. Marcus can only watch as his men prepare to venture out, which will only end in their people being wiped off the face of the earth by House’s destructive machinations.

Military: The bulk of the FEZM’s military comes from its secutitron forces. House can keep close surveillance on the entire wasteland due to his wandering patrols, and each securitron is so formidable that it would take a distinct cunning to be able to decisively best a squadron of House’s creations. In addition, the FEZM’s military forces are supplemented by the Boomers, who provide artillery fire and occasional air support. The former NCR ranger stations have been repurposed as securitron repair stations, each outfitted with a mechanic and a few soldiers.

Inside of the FZM’s infrastructure there are small militia forces, namely the armed men and women of the settlements and The Kings, but House has attempted in the recent past to create a formal military, without much success. Save for a support-damaging draft, there has not yet been a clear way to get men and women to enlist.

Economy: The FZM’s life cycle is fueled by tourism. While it has an internal, self-sustaining structure, it has become rich and bloated off the money that the NCR’s citizens have poured into it. The population thus fluctuates depending on NCR-recognized holidays. New Vegas is the heart and soul of the province’s economy; a majority of the wealth is flowing in and out of it and to the different settlements of the province.

The FZM would survive if an embargo were to occur. Goodsprings, the Sharecropper Farms, and the New Vegas Farmland all provide a great deal of crops and livestock. Sloan’s efforts provide building materials. New Vegas itself now has a great deal of housing, and House has created enough jobs to give a steady lifestyle to most of the FZM’s population. In addition, Mr. House has the ability to raise a sleeping beast should he call upon the neighboring Van Graffs for aid.

Culture and Technology: The FZM, like pre-war America, is very diverse in lifestyle. Those who gravitate toward the pull of New Vegas’ sprawling urban landscape enjoy a high quality of life, filled with consumerism and leisure. Those who were unable to drastically change lifestyles stick to what they know, and live out in the countryside in the FZM’s various settlements.

House is in the process of creating his own equivalent to the OSI. The Followers of the Apocalypse who did not flee the territory following Hoover Dam II were recruited by Robert House to begin various types of biological research, including medicinal advances and discovery of various nuances to radiation. Technological research is specifically conducted by Robert House, who has put forth an everlasting effort to perfecting his securitrons (a.k.a. turning them into deadlier, more indestructible killing machines than they already are).

The FZM abhors slavery and does not condone its use under any circumstances, but surprisingly has not declared open war on the Legion in an attempt to remain strictly neutral in the coming conflicts. Ghouls are openly allowed to live and participate in the FZM’s dealings and enjoy the same quality of life as any other human. Mutants, on the other hand, have to run through a great many tests to be considered a safe resident of the city of New Vegas. They may freely live throughout the settlements of the wasteland.

Religion: Robert House has no intention of policing the private lives of his subjects. The citizens of the FZM are allowed to practice whatever they please in private, so long as their dealings are law-abiding. Christianity has resurfaced in various parts of the province, and is practiced by occasional families, but church gatherings remain a thing of the old world.

Lewis125: NCR
MagusTheRed: Western Brotherhood of Steel (Eastern Washington, Northern Idaho, and Montana)
VATROU: Alaska
Casey: Think Tank and Van Graffs

The Van Graff Corporation

Name: The Van Graff Corporation

Logo: fallout.wikia.com/wiki/Van_Graffs?fil…

Territory: Big Mtn. is the only geographic area they control entirely. The rest of their numbers are in various weapon stores and armories they have set up throughout the West.

History: The Van Graff corporation was originally a powerful caravan family operating out of Redding. While the Wright family of New Reno trades in drugs and prostitution, the Van Graffs traded in gold and weapons. The Van Graffs were a huge family, and the leadership was all taken by those actually within the bloodline. The entire family was intensely loyal to each other, and at one point the Van Graffs could be considered a nation in their own right, rivaling that of the budding NCR when it was first starting out. However, rather than focusing on Nation Building, the Van Graffs took to focusing on expanding their trade networks and ruthlessly taking out all rival weapons traders that were intending to compete with them in an open market.

As the NCR grew, so did the Van Graffs, but at a far slower rate. The Van Graffs never considered them to be a threat until it was far too late, and at the point where they were outnumbered immensely. As a result of the NCR’s growth, the profit began to decrease immensely as the NCR would often stop their expansion with regulations and taxes, along with laws prohibiting the Van Graffs from legally doing what made them so profitable in the first place, taking out the competition.

Despite this, the Van Graffs maintained their role as one of the largest weapons manufacturing corporations in the entire NCR, rivaled only by the Gun Runners. However, it was far from enough for the Van Graff family, they began expanding into new territories, eventually finding themselves with several stores outside of NCR territory, such as the armory in New Vegas.

Eventually, and perhaps luckily for the Van Graffs, War never changes, and the war for New Vegas began, thus increasing profits tenfold, allowing for further expansion and hiring, as all sides needed more weapons to fuel their war machine. With no regards for the NCR, the Van Graffs even secretly expanded into Legion territory, and began profiting off both the east and the west.

When the need for weapons as a result of the long war began to outnumber their means to produce, the Van Graffs began looking for alternative places to start increasing their manufacturing ability. Eventually, Mr. House informed them of a place called Big Mtn. He revealed to the Van Graffs the manufacturing ability it has, and in exchange for being allowed to occupy it, and be considered sovereign territory from Vegas, the Van Graffs would supply forces when needed and the Mk 6 securitron upgrades to House. The Van Graffs agreed and ordered a large scale invasion of the facility and after a month long invasion, they managed to mostly clear the facility of the few hundred Lobotomites and other deadly robots and creatures. While having heavy casualties, in the end, Big Mtn was ripe for their taking. They surrounded the Think Tank tower that had been entirely locked up during their assault and breached the entrance. When they found themselves face to face with the Think Tank themselves, Gloria Van Graff, rather than ordering to kill them, offered them a deal. Work for the Van Graffs and help bring the facility to an operational capacity and they would be allowed to live and manage the facility further. They accepted.

While it took 5 years, and a huge amount of scientists under the orders of the think tank and men to bring the parts of the facility online that they wanted, and to clear the hold outs of creatures that they had missed in the initial invasion, they finally did it. Now, with the Van Graffs in the strongest position they had ever held, they began producing robot scorpions under the supervision of Dr. Mobius, LAER rifles (which has never been sold on Market before this, and brought in immense profit), and a large amount of other Big MT inventions that the world had never seen (though some technology was never sold, and served only the Van Graffs, for instance the Robot Scorpions were never privately sold, but rather worked as defense for the Van Graffs). The Van Graffs also fitted Big MT with an immense amount of air defenses and land defenses so that the facility could never be taken without a considerable force. Overall, they skyrocketed their power as a the strongest weapons manufacturing company in the west, completely outshining the Gun Runners in profit.

In addition to the new technologies that they were now able to produce and profit off of, with the addition of the Robot scorpions to their army, the Van Graffs also became one of the leading Mercenary groups in the west as they took their shot at the “private army” market. Hoping to profit further off a possible upcoming war by being hired by the NCR or Vegas to assist in the war.

Population: 15,000 Employees

Government/Domestic Politics: All run by the the Van Graff executives. No formal governments, works more as a company, with regional managers that report directly to the Van Graff executives.

Notable People: Gloria Van Graff, Salvatore Van Graff, the Think Tank, Dr. Mobius

Military (try to be somewhat realistic): 5,500 Security Forces. 120 Robot Scorpions.

Economy: Weapons and Technology Manufacturing. Also, now working into the “Private Army” industry.

Culture and Technology: High level of technology. As a corporation, they have no distinct “Culture”. Employees are allowed to follow whatever religion they please so long as it does not conflict with the direct orders of the Van Graff Family.

Tiberius67: Midwestern Brotherhood of Steel

Notable open nations/factions- (East Coast Brotherhood of Steel, the Pitt, the Institute, the Minutemen, and any other unclaimed in-game factions) Or you are always encouraged to make your own!

[VATROU]

I hope to get my sheet up sometime soon, maybe around Wednesday. We'll see on that.

[Andronicus23]

I'm mostly done with my Legion sheet, just working out some of the details. I should have it up by tomorrow I think.

Edit: Oh, here's my proposed territory as well.

Territory (picture or description): Arizona, New Mexico, most of Colorado, and southern Utah.

[Tiberius67]

I would like the MWBoS. Borders with Caesar's Legion to be negotiated. Would control IL, MO, IA, and much of NE and KS.

[Fisheye]

Sounds great guys, I'll get those updated claims in. Also, it looks like VATROU helped us all out and provided us with a group map to work with. In addition, I'll see if we can work this RP into a Discord channel.

google.com/maps/d/edit?mid=1KGHFV4t5R…

[VATROU]

Sounds great guys, I'll get those updated claims in. Also, it looks like VATROU helped us all out and provided us with a group map to work with. In addition, I'll see if we can work this RP into a Discord channel.

google.com/maps/d/edit?mid=1KGHFV4t5R…

@Fisheye

Discord link https://discord.gg/E7fgX4U

[Andronicus23]

I'll get the ball rolling with my sheet. Let me know if I need to change anything.

Caesar's Legion

Name: Caesar’s Legion

Flag (picture or description): The Legion standard (golden bull against a crimson background)

Territory (picture or description) and Geography: Arizona, New Mexico, Colorado, and of most southern Utah. The Legion's territory is mostly arid and dry, especially in the areas of New Mexico and Arizona. Much of the Legion's agricultural capacity comes from its eastern-most lands. The overall hostility of the regions geography and the ruggedness of the terrain has led to a lower overall population than, say, The NCR or The Midwest. However, those who are able to carve out a life here have become exceptionally rugged and resilient.

History (if using a pre-existing faction, recent history will due): Following the Second Battle of Hoover Dam, the Legion was left in disarray. With Caesar and the Legatus both now dead, they’d lost their commanders and their purpose, and the survivors from the battle fled back to Legion territory piecemeal. Many deserted, some committed ritual suicide out of despair for their failure, and many others split off to reform tribal groups or communities that the Legion had previously smashed and assimilated.

The core of the Legion, Caesar’s most experienced and loyal veterans, remained loyal however and some 5,000 legionaries limped back to Flagstaff to regroup. It was there that a war-council of Caesar’s greatest remaining commanders met to decide who would take up their master’s legacy. After several days of debate, they reached a unanimous decision. Head of the Praetorian Guard Lucius was elevated to the crimson, and was hailed by all as ‘Caesar’. Lucius was the obvious choice to the men present, having been one of Caesar’s closest and most loyal advisors. He was also an adept military commander and veteran soldier, and no-one could doubt his skills as a fighter and leader.

The new Caesar immediately set to work rebuilding the shattered remains of The Legion, and the threat was dire indeed. The NCR began pushing into Legion territory intent on eliminating the remains of The Legion once and for all. Lucius gathered what remained of his military, not even a full strength legion, and marched to face them. Knowing full well he could never defeat the NCR in battle with what few troops he had, Lucius waged a brutal guerilla campaign and pursued a policy of scorched earth. Poisoning wells and desert water sources, burning crops in the path of the NCR, spreading disease, and harassing NCR supply lines whenever possible. Gradually more troops began to fill his ranks as former legionaries and groups that had been separated after the battle of Hoover Dam flocked to Caesar’s banner.

However, all of this wasn’t enough to turn the NCR tide, and eventually they pushed right to Flagstaff, where they captured the city. Lucius had left them little to toast their victory on however, as he’d already burned his own capital to the ground and fouled the vital water supply to the city so as to prevent its use by the thirsty NCR troopers. In addition he’d left a surprise for the NCR soldiery: hundreds of their fellows crucified around the perimeter of the city.

The war raged on following the fall of Flagstaff, and the NCR army chased Lucius from Flagstaff back east, almost to the border of Legion territory. It was there that Caesar Lucius received much needed help from a distinctly unexpected source. The Midwestern Brotherhood of Steel, weary of NCR expansion, mobilized its power armored knights and sent them westwards, plowing straight into the NCR’s expeditionary army with an unexpected violence. Not one to question Mars’ will, Lucius cooperated with his newfound temporary allies and together they pushed the NCR west until they threw them back across the Colorado. It was here that the NCR offered a peace agreement, and Lucius, seeing the tattered state of his army and the tenuous position of his alliance with The Brotherhood, agreed to sign a peace accord. Current borders were agreed to remain static, a ceasefire was declared, and the war ended.

Now Lucius has set his sights on rebuilding the Legion and it to this is the task he’s poured in all his effort for the past five years. He has waged a ceaseless campaign to reconquer Legion territory in Utah and Colorado and shore up the border along Arizona. He’s also ordered countless raids and incursions into nearby unincorporated territories for slaves and wealth and reintegrated errant tribes and splinter factions that had broken off following Hoover Dam.

Unlike his predecessor, the new Caesar prefers to lead from the front: often saddled astride a New Mexican mustang. During a battle he’s usually seen riding up and down the lines, extolling his men to greater acts of bravery and reassuring his men by placing himself where the fighting is thickest so that his men know that their leader is with them. It's a dangerous business, but Lucius is a soldier first and foremost, and Caesar of The Legion second.

After endless campaigns across the south west, The Legion has finally returned to something resembling its former state before Hoover Dam. And it's a good thing too, as the expiration date set on the armistice is coming due any day now, and no-one really knows what that might mean.


Population: Roughly 600,000.

Government/Domestic Politics: The Legion is led and commanded by ‘Caesar’, the mantle of which has now been taken up by Lucius, former head of the old Caesar’s Praetorian guard. He is considered a demi-god of sorts and his will is unquestioned, ruling from a position of absolute power as ‘dictator perpetuo’. The Legion is entirely militaristic and authoritarian, with virtually nothing in the way of representation or democratic ideals. It is, in some sense, an army with a state rather than a state with an army.

Notable People:

Caesar Lucius: Commander of The Legion and worshiped as a demi-god by the Cult of Mars. He's a veteran soldier and skilled tactician with years of experience under his belt, having previously served as Edward Sallow's Head of The Praetorian guard. He has spent much of his reign as Caesar fighting off the NCR following Hoover Dam and expanding Legion territory in Colorado and Utah, filling Legion coffers with new slaves, wealth, and fresh recruits from the north and east.

Vulpes Inculta: One of Lucius's most valued advisers and head of The Legion's Frumentarii, highly trained spies and assassins that work to undermine The Legion's foes. Vulpes, along with Aurelius of Phoenix is one of the few top Legion commanders left from Edward Sallow's rule. As such, he is an important member of Lucius's inner circle. He is tasked with feeding Lucius information about the Legion's adversaries and potential threats.

Legatus Aurelius of Phoenix: Lucius's right hand man and Legate of the Legion. Aurelius is perhaps the Legion's second most experienced commander after Lucius himself, and formerly commanded Legion troops stationed across the Colorado during the reign of Sallow. Aurelius has since been raised to the rank of Legatus, and commanded the legions that captured Denver during the reconquest of Colorado.

Hannah of New Canaan: Lucius's wife and beloved. She is formerly a New Canaanite missionary who was captured during The Legion's campaigns in Utah. Her intelligence and calm demeanor caught Lucius's attention and he was soon smitten with her. Despite her initial reservations about loving the Caesar of The Legion, she soon fell for him him as well, and agreed to be his wife. Hannah is continuously a source of sage advise, feminine wisdom, and mercy on her husband. For her sake, Lucius has outlawed actions against the New Canaanites and allowed them to practice their religion freely in Legion lands.

Military: The Legion, being particularly militaristic and conquest-centric has an unusually high percentage of its population serving in its armies. With nearly 1 in 4 males serving as soldiers. Which means a total Legion strength of some 75,000 soldiers. With the ability to conscript roughly 25,000 more if the need is very dire. The Legion continues to follow the military traditions of Caesar, and by extension, a tradition loosely based on that of ancient Rome. The Legion’s military structure, organization, logistics, and tactics mirror those of Rome with some obvious adjustments and changes. One notable example includes using multiple lines of battle much like in the polybian system. With the youngest and least experienced recruits heading up the front line, more experienced soldiers following up in the second attack wave (legionary primes) and the hardened legionary veterans acting as a final wave if the first two waves have failed.

Due to the losses suffered at Hoover Dam and the recent campaigning by Lucius. Many of the legionaries are now fresh recruits or only have a few years experience at most. And many of The Legion’s officers lack the knowledge and experience of their predecessors. The days of Caesar’s numberless battle-hardened veterans are over, but those that have spent their years campaigning with Lucius are still a force to be reckoned with.

Economy: The Legion’s economy is still heavily based around slavery and forced labor, the majority of which work in agriculture and industry or in support roles for the Legion’s military. Each contubernia of 8 men in the Legion, for instance, is assigned exactly two support slaves as camp followers. Since Lucius’s changes to the system have come into effect, slavery tends to be less a division between men and women, and more a division of ‘Legion’ and ‘non-Legion’. Lucius’s recent conquests have brought in a glut of fresh slaves to Legion pens and has helped to repair their severely damaged economy, although much work still remains.

The Legion trades odd goods with neighboring peoples, although they’ve yet to establish any kind of official trade network with peoples west of the Colorado for obvious reasons. Although smugglers and independent caravaners do run between both, leading to a sort of ‘unofficial’ exchange of goods between West and East.

Culture and Technology (include views towards slavery and mutants): Slavery is openly practiced, tolerated, and a central part of The Legion’s economic system. Mutants are tolerated insofar as they are of service to the state as slaves. Mutants and ghouls are barred from service in the Legion itself however. Although certain exceptions could potentially be granted.

While much of The Legion’s culture has remained as Edward Sallow left it with Lucius now the new Caesar some important changes have occurred. With regards to technology, Lucius has lessened the strictness of Edward’s previous bans on medical and other such technology that he thought ‘weakened’ the humans that used them. Having been privy to Caesar’s hypocrisy when it came to his own medical needs, Lucius has opted to allow for some medical technology to work its way into Legion life: not seeing it as a betrayal of Caesar’s ideals (or rather justifying it with Caesar’s own example). While recreational chems are still banned and strictly controlled, the use of medical chems has been allowed with some restrictions to prevent overuse and dependence. In addition, The Legion has taken to scavenging medical equipment and items such as auto-docs to help keep their legionaries trim and in fit condition and to lessen the burden on Legion camp surgeons.

The Legion’s views on women have also changed drastically in one important respect, namely that of the “Legion woman”. Legionaries are now allowed to keep wives and have children of their own, a result of Lucius’s own conversion to this most basic idea when he met the woman who is now his wife and close confidant. Legion women, wives and daughters, are not treated or kept as slaves but instead enjoy a position of greater respect than they would have previously under Sallow. While their role is still restricted to that of mother, caretaker, and supporter of their Legionnaire and children, they cannot be touched by any other man and the harshest of punishments exists for those that assault or violate a Legion woman in any way. It is perhaps a small improvement when compared to nations like the NCR who extend full rights to their women, but an improvement never-the-less.

Female, and male as well, slaves are not given the same sort of respect however. And the life of a Legion slave has not changed much since the days of Edward Sallow. Female slaves at least can take some small comfort in knowing that they might now escape their bondage if they catch the eye of a Legionnaire and become his wife.

Religion: The primary religion of The Legion remains the Cult of Mars, the Legion God of War, and Caesar is venerated as a son-of-mars. Effectively making whoever holds the title a demi-god. The cult is organized around various Legion priestesses who tend to the necessary religious rituals of the cult. Each soldier dedicates himself and his kills on the field of battle to the God of War.

Other religions, especially those of tribal cultures, are outlawed and generally purged from The Legion, with one notable exception...

When Lucius was campaigning in Utah, he became quickly infatuated with a recently captured New Canaanite slave named Hannah. Having been unable to have a wife or female companion of any lasting status of his own while he’d been enslaved to Caesar’s will, Lucius found himself taking advantage of his new found authority when he’d declared his marriage to her. A previously unheard of function in The Legion and one which set an important precedent. Hannah, unlike many slaves before her, was not an unwilling partner in this relationship either and found herself smitten by the handsome and intelligent ‘Caesar’ as much as he was with her, and she’d soon agreed to the match despite her initial reservations about becoming what amounted to the Legion’s queen.

Hannah’s presence has been both a calming and changing influence on Lucius’s rule as Caesar. Her words can often temper his rage and stay his brutality as none other can. In addition, she has kept her New Canaanite faith and as a result has influenced her husband into allowing her people’s religion to be tolerated in Legion territories, where it has been slowly, but quite steadily spreading. She has encouraged her husband on several occasions to convert, but Lucius remains unconvinced. He finds the New Canaanite faith intriguing, and indulges his beloved in her lengthy readings from scripture, but remains a steadfast follower of Mars. And provided his Legionaries continue to publicly venerate Mars, he has agreed to turn a blind eye to whatever private worship they or their wives might take up where the faith of New Canaan is concerned.

[Fisheye]

Great Nation Sheet Andronicus. Accepted.

[Wampower]

I've made some big changes to the map in the Texas area, with a couple NPC factions and a Texan Frontier. Tell me if you disagree with anything.

[Gingy]

I'll have a sheet up for New Vegas tomorrow.

Looks good so far.

[Fisheye]

Looks good to me Wampower. I'll probably send you a PM sometime about Texan-Floridian relations and trade.

[Casey]

Here's Mine

The Van Graff Corporation

Name: The Van Graff Corporation

Logo: fallout.wikia.com/wiki/Van_Graffs?fil…

Territory: Big Mtn. is the only geographic area they control entirely. The rest of their numbers are in various weapon stores and armories they have set up throughout the West.

History: The Van Graff corporation was originally a powerful caravan family operating out of Redding. While the Wright family of New Reno trades in drugs and prostitution, the Van Graffs traded in gold and weapons. The Van Graffs were a huge family, and the leadership was all taken by those actually within the bloodline. The entire family was intensely loyal to each other, and at one point the Van Graffs could be considered a nation in their own right, rivaling that of the budding NCR when it was first starting out. However, rather than focusing on Nation Building, the Van Graffs took to focusing on expanding their trade networks and ruthlessly taking out all rival weapons traders that were intending to compete with them in an open market.

As the NCR grew, so did the Van Graffs, but at a far slower rate. The Van Graffs never considered them to be a threat until it was far too late, and at the point where they were outnumbered immensely. As a result of the NCR’s growth, the profit began to decrease immensely as the NCR would often stop their expansion with regulations and taxes, along with laws prohibiting the Van Graffs from legally doing what made them so profitable in the first place, taking out the competition.

Despite this, the Van Graffs maintained their role as one of the largest weapons manufacturing corporations in the entire NCR, rivaled only by the Gun Runners. However, it was far from enough for the Van Graff family, they began expanding into new territories, eventually finding themselves with several stores outside of NCR territory, such as the armory in New Vegas.

Eventually, and perhaps luckily for the Van Graffs, War never changes, and the war for New Vegas began, thus increasing profits tenfold, allowing for further expansion and hiring, as all sides needed more weapons to fuel their war machine. With no regards for the NCR, the Van Graffs even secretly expanded into Legion territory, and began profiting off both the east and the west.

When the need for weapons as a result of the long war began to outnumber their means to produce, the Van Graffs began looking for alternative places to start increasing their manufacturing ability. Eventually, Mr. House informed them of a place called Big Mtn. He revealed to the Van Graffs the manufacturing ability it has, and in exchange for being allowed to occupy it, and be considered sovereign territory from Vegas, the Van Graffs would supply forces when needed and the Mk 6 securitron upgrades to House. The Van Graffs agreed and ordered a large scale invasion of the facility and after a month long invasion, they managed to mostly clear the facility of the few hundred Lobotomites and other deadly robots and creatures. While having heavy casualties, in the end, Big Mtn was ripe for their taking. They surrounded the Think Tank tower that had been entirely locked up during their assault and breached the entrance. When they found themselves face to face with the Think Tank themselves, Gloria Van Graff, rather than ordering to kill them, offered them a deal. Work for the Van Graffs and help bring the facility to an operational capacity and they would be allowed to live and manage the facility further. They accepted.

While it took 5 years, and a huge amount of scientists under the orders of the think tank and men to bring the parts of the facility online that they wanted, and to clear the hold outs of creatures that they had missed in the initial invasion, they finally did it. Now, with the Van Graffs in the strongest position they had ever held, they began producing robot scorpions under the supervision of Dr. Mobius, LAER rifles (which has never been sold on Market before this, and brought in immense profit), and a large amount of other Big MT inventions that the world had never seen (though some technology was never sold, and served only the Van Graffs, for instance the Robot Scorpions were never privately sold, but rather worked as defense for the Van Graffs). The Van Graffs also fitted Big MT with an immense amount of air defenses and land defenses so that the facility could never be taken without a considerable force. Overall, they skyrocketed their power as a the strongest weapons manufacturing company in the west, completely outshining the Gun Runners in profit.

In addition to the new technologies that they were now able to produce and profit off of, with the addition of the Robot scorpions to their army, the Van Graffs also became one of the leading Mercenary groups in the west as they took their shot at the “private army” market. Hoping to profit further off a possible upcoming war by being hired by the NCR or Vegas to assist in the war.

Population: 15,000 Employees

Government/Domestic Politics: All run by the the Van Graff executives. No formal governments, works more as a company, with regional managers that report directly to the Van Graff executives.

Notable People: Gloria Van Graff, Salvatore Van Graff, the Think Tank, Dr. Mobius

Military (try to be somewhat realistic): 5,500 Security Forces. 120 Robot Scorpions.

Economy: Weapons and Technology Manufacturing. Also, now working into the “Private Army” industry.

Culture and Technology: High level of technology. As a corporation, they have no distinct “Culture”. Employees are allowed to follow whatever religion they please so long as it does not conflict with the direct orders of the Van Graff Family.

[Elgappa]

A GLORIOUS FINISHED NATION SHEET!

T H E C U L T O F U G - Q U A L T O T H

Servants and Slaves of what has slumbered under Dunwich

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The Cult

History:

History

The history of the divine Host begins with the wealthy water-trader Anthony Dunwich and his obsession to learn more about the history of his family. In the year 2271, he, acompinied by a small group of mercenaries from the Talon Company, set out for the swamps of Point Lookout, where he had heard rumors about a far distant relative. It was there where Anthony Dunwich first would found out about the entity that was worshiped by the swamp folk. And while his Mercenaries would not surive the trip, Anthony would be held in the highest honors by the degenerated natives of the swamp, protected against his dangers, and revive countless, mostly repugnant gifts and other signs of their submission.

Finally, after weeks of travel, he would reach his kinsmen, only to be simply turned away. In rage, Anthony broke into the home, and stole the first book he could get his hands on, the Krivbeknih. Alone and lost, he secluded himself in a hut in the swamps, and began to study the book, able to quickly learn the strange language it was written in, the swamp folk slowly began to fear the scholar in the hut, and his growing "hunger". After spending a year trying to memorize the book, Anthony began to create four copies, before leaving Point Lookout for good. He had learned enough and he had seen enough! Enough to cut out his own eyes on the way home to the capital wasteland, calming that "He would no longer need to see". It was back in the Capital Wasteland, that Anthony Dunwich was beginning to spread the gospel of Ug-Qualtoth. It was in the year 2273, that the first men and women flocked to the banners of the newly found cult, in the form of a raider gang, that first had captured the blind wanderer, yet quickly had fallen to his words. Soon other gangs would take up the black hood of the cult, and the flock of the heir of Dunwich would turn into a small Army. Wandering the Wasteland, preaching the word of the Krivbeknih, he finally would find what he had been looking for.

Hundereds of years ago, Anthony Dunwich ancestors had been the leaders of a Pre-war Company, the Dunwich Borers LLC. Holding up the facade of a legitimate business, this very company focused on the excavation and collection of the relics of a time long past, and the worship of Ug-Qualtoth. The Great War had stopped their plans, yet Anthony was now in a spot to finally bring in the age of the dark god. And so, the last Heir of Dunwich stepped into the building his ancestors had build so long ago, struck by visions of what was, what is and what will be. The ghouls in the building followed him, like loyal dogs, as he ventured deeper, and finally found what he had been looking for all this time, the great Monolith of Ug-Qualtoth! Standing in front of it, he finally understood his purpose in life, as his role had been decided long before his birth, and his fate was not in his hand. Anthony Dunwich layed down his name once and for all, and became the Blind Prophet, undisputed leader of the Cult of Ug-Qualtoth. Revealing his ascension to his followers, he declared a great purge had to be take place, as the dark god was hungering! Starting with his followers, the strong began to pick out the weak, and soon the black Monolith was humming, as the whisperes in the ears of the cultists showed Ug-Qualtoth approval.
It was at this time, that the feral Ghouls of the capital Wasteland began to wander towards the Dunwich building, forming a horde like a swarm of locust. Nobody could deny anymore, that something dark was happening in the capital wasteland, something that would change its face forever.

Venturing out from the Building, the Horde butchered its way towards the Potomac. Like attack dogs, the feral Ghouls roamed the area in front of the horde, devouring most resistance before the main host would even arrive. With the exception of Megaton, no settlement could put up any noteworthy resistance. Yet the City around the Atomic Bomb would fall, devoured by the seemingly endless host of cultists, with the chuch of Atom being defiled, and a copy of the Monolith being constructed in the middle of the town. With the Ruins of Washington DC in reach, the Cult would join the ongoing war in its ruins.
The West-Coast Brotherhood of Steel was still fighting a three-way war with the Super-Mutants of DC and the Enclave, when they first met the Cult in the outskirts of the city. Putting up a valiant defense, the Cult was stopped from advancing, and even almost pushed out of Washington. Angered by this failure, the Blind Prothet secluded himself in the chamber of the Monolith. After a vision, he ordered that the Monolith was to be excavated, and placed onto a mobile shrine, build from the wreck of a cargo train, pulled by captured Super Mutants, and the faithful themselves. Sitting on a throne in front of it, the Shrine was rolled into the ruins of DC. Near it, weapons began to Jam, Insanity began to spread, and formally Loyal Paladins began to turn onto their former Comrades, screaming out praise to Ug-Qualtoth! Like a wave, the cultist made their way towards the Citadel, where they met with the finally ace-in-the-hole of the Brotherhood, Liberty Prime!

Once more a stalemate was reached, and once more the Prophet turned to secluded Meditation. Once more a vision was shown to him, yet this time telling him about a city in the north, blessed by darkness and corruption, and ripe to become Ug-Qualtoths Holy City. Pleased by the slaughter that had already been committed in the ruins of DC, the Prophet gave the order to retreat, his ranks now thinner, but now counting former Brotherhood of Steel members, turned to the worship of the Dark God. A long March North began, leaving ruins and silence in its wake. Raven Rock, was able to hold out long enough to evacuate, yet would be looted and defiled by the cult, as the strongest among the warriors, soon would begin to wear crude suites of Power armor, calling themselves "The chosen Children". Once more, new cultist and ghouls would join the track that followed the large shrine, and when the smoky city of the Pitt appeared in the distance, the Blind Prophet knew that Ug-Qualtoth would bless them with a victory. As when the Monolith appeared near the city, the Trogs inside the Pitt were struck by an insane frenzy. Fighting for their lives, slavers and slaves alike were easy prey for the Cult, who was welcomed by the Trogs, like a dogs would welcome its master after a long time away. 2278, the Pitt was in the Iron grip of the cult, who would use its industrial capacities, to futher arm its members, while turning it into a nightmarish factory-temple of Ug-Qualtoth.

Turning Haven into the palace of the Blind Prophet, the Monolith was embeded in front of it, bringing a thick, black fog with it, that covered the city itself and a large area around it. Inside it, nobody can deny to hear the whispers of something older then men, and one should not rely on Technology inside, for Radiation is not even close to be the most deadly danger inside the fog. A nightmarish silence layed over the city, muffeling te sound of Industry that roared out from the factories, as the cult once more set fire into the forges for their unholy crusade over the ruins of the USA had just began. From the mist, hosts of ghouls and cultists would send out, eradicating settlements, and raising crude copies of the Monolith where ever they could. Their numbers began to swell with taken slaves, new converts, and the remenents of the MLA, who eagerly joined into the cult, that only valued strength! Bringing great suffering over the land around the Pitt, they expanded quickly, until they were noticed by a power that could threaten their position!

The Midwest Chapter of the Brotherhood of Steel, alarmed by the stories of traumatized survivors, decided to put an end to the cult, with one might strike. An military expedition was send out, quickly gaining ground in the frontier-lands of the cult. Making short work out of the minor local defenders, soon they would reach Cleveland, and with that, walk into an diabolic trap, set out by the blind prophet himself. Encircling them quickly, hordes of Feral Ghouls would beset them on their every step, while constant blasting of heretical preaching out of thousands of speakers would make sleeping impossible. Wittering down their supplies in ammunition, stamina and discipline, the true force, veterans from the war against the East-Coast Chapter of the Brotherhood, and fresh Converts of the Mutant Liberation army, moved in position, hidden away behind walls of bodies, of the slaughtered waves of Ferals. The following battle was a brutal massacre, with few survivors. The Men and Women of the expedition where at their breaking point, deprived of sleep, food and ammunition, and beset from all sides, by fresh, experienced Veterans, well equipped and well aware of all the weak-spots of Power armor.

In the midst of battle, where most of the Knights and soldiers put up a valiant, yet hopless defense, some gave in to the whispers in the back of their head, falling right into their brothers back. The most prominent of Turncoats was Captain-Paladin Richter, who turned in the midst of battle, breaking the main line of the Brotherhood defense. In the end, only a small handful of the expedition could escape, watching in horror, as their captured Brothers and Sisters in arms, where sacrificed in an grand Ritual to honor Ug-Qualtoth. Till this very day, the city of Cleveland is littered with grim Totems, broken corpses, and nightmarish trophies. And some even say, taht during their stay in the city, they constantly can hear horrible screams of agony, mixed with an inhuman laughter.

Turning its attention West, the Cult was taken by surpise, as the followers of Atom launched an Crusade to retake the Capital Wasteland and with it, their holy city of Megaton. Richter, who now had taken the name of Zer´g Rilth Hagur, Great-Champion of Ug-Qualtoth, wanted to proof his devotion by crushing the crusade, yet the Blind Prothet denied his request, fearing an Offensive from the Brotherhood, as well as mistrusting the new Great-Champion. And while many minor Warleaders of the Cult, set to met the crusaders, their struggle was finally in vain, as the Capital Wasteland once more was liberated from the cult, yet remained a silent, depopulated place, still scared by the cult, and riddled with mad surivors of their presence.

Losing the Capital Wasteland was seen as a sign of weakness by many, and unrest began to spread among the members of the Cult. A disgruntled Veteran, Warbringer Harkness, decided to split off from the main cult, and protect the Dunwich building, while keeping on harassing the Children of Atom. Once more, many expected a response from the Blind Prophet, but all they got was silence.
And while the War of the Hoover Damn was waging at the other sides of the USA, the Cult restablished contact with Point Lookout, welcomed by the swamp Folk, who devoutly accepted the Blind Prophet as Ug-Qualtoth voice on earth. Cleveland at the same time was turned into a Dark Hub of slavery, with the cult selling their weak, and prisoners of war, while eagerly buying sacrifices and potential converts. The Pitt saw great work of architecture, to expand their Factory-Temples, grim sites that consumed coal, ore and slaves alike, to turn them into Steel, weapons, Ammunition, and Machines of War. Like their great enemy to the West, the Cult has preparing for an expansion, waiting for a moment of weakness to exploit!

Population: 460.000

Government/Domestic Politics:

The Cult of Ug-Qualtoth is a Theocratic Hegemony, with the founder of the faith, the Blind Prophet, Antony Dunwich as its leader, and a council of Warleaders below it. The faith itself has no true structure, with countless priests, missionaries and neophytes, spreading the word of the Dark god, far beyond its territory! Beyond that, the land is ruled by a crule system of Slavery, Neo-Feudal oath of loyalty and brute barbarism! An over extended, corrupt and inhuman system of goverment, only held together by the will of the Prophet and the faith in Ug-Qualtoth!

Notable People:

-The blind Prophet:
Born with the name Anthony Dunwich, the blind Proteht is the unquestioned leader of the Cult, and voice of Ug-Qualtoth on earth. Building the cult up from the beginning, he now resides in his Palace in the Pitt, spending most of his days meditating over the Monolith, and listening to the voices in his mind. Leaving most day-by-day business to his Advisers. Feared beyond the realm of the cult, countless stories circulate around about his abilities, and powers, and some claim that he could set people ablaze with a mere swing of his hand.
--Zer´g Rilth Hagur (Broken Steel), First-Champion of Ug-Qualtoth:
Formally Captain Paladin Richter, of the Midwest Brotherhood of steel, Zer´g Rilth was a promising soldier, loyal to Barnaky and the idea of Human Purity. Decorated for Valor in the fight against the Mutant Liberation Army, and showing great Leadership potential, the expedition into the Cult held land, was seen as final test before a secure promotion.
For years, many had believed him to be dead, fallen in an heroic defense to allow his fellow brothers and sisters in arms to escape. It was a shock for them, to find out that their once proud Paladin, had turned into a disciple of the Dark God, Brutally murdering the same men he had lead into battle mere hours ago! But even then, his loyalty was questions, and the Blind Prothet sentenced him to a quest of Penance of five years. Roaming the No-mans land between Ronto, the MWBoS and the Cult, Zer´g Rilth cut a bloody path trough the strong and helpless alike! Assembling his own Host during this time, he returned after five years, with one of the strongest retinue of the whole cult, made up of Former-Raiders, Brotherhood Deserters, Mutants and Abominations of the Wildness, beaten into Submission by the Champion. Taking the place of the Right hand of the Prothet, he is the supreme Master of War of the Cult, and his mere name causes fear among the enemies of the cult.
-Marie Ashur:
(Without the cybernetics)
The once greatly promised cure of the affliction of the Pitt had been a spoil of war, when the Cult took the holy city. Still a baby, her parents both had perished in the fighting, and she was close to become a sacrfice herself, if it werent for the intervention of the Blind Prothet. Raising her as his own child, she became the silent watcher at his side, untouched by the ravaging forces that mutated all around her. With not a single sign of mutation on her, and an almost unatural purness on her, Marie Ashur has become the most trusted of servants of the Prothet, and his voice outside of the cult. Negotiating in his name, rumors claim her to be a Psyker, able to control beasts and men alike.

-Warleader Rog´Resh the Immortal:
Created in Vault 87, in the capital wasteland, Rog´Resh, was among the rare exceptions that were able to maintain their intellect. Holding onto his memories of his former life, as the Raider Boss Roger Ressberg, Rog´Resh quickly was able to rise to a position of leadership among his more simpler brethren! Quick to join the cult, to bring great suffering over the East-Coast Brotherhood of steel, he became the chief Enforcer of the Prothet, long time Great-Champion and his personal Executioner. When he was replaced with Zer´g Rilth Hagur, he left in anger, forming his own Host in the ruins of Fort Wayne, turning the city into his personal Fortress. Still loyal to the Blind Prophet, but disgruntled over some of his decisions, the Warleader keeps his distance from the main cult, and tries his best to remain self sufficient.

Military

Military (try to be somewhat realistic):
The true number of men-at-arms of the cult, is subject to quite an dispute among analysts and Intelligence services of the neighboring states. While some claim that the cult could mobile Hundred of thousands of warriors, the more prudent tactical estimation place the number between 40.000 and 80.000. Due to the nature of Command inside the Cult, it is quite unlikely that even the blind Prophet truly knows the size of his own army.

Organisation and Recruitment

At the top of the army stands the Blind Prophet, who in Theory holds total sway over all faithful, yet in reality, barley takes on the burden of Command. At his side stands the First-Champion, who only bows to the great Prophet himself, and a few chosen Great-Champions. Below him are the War-leaders, distinguished Warriors and leaders, who have been given the right to raise their own troops from among the faithful. They are also responsible for keeping them equipped, fed, payed and loyal to the faith. Below that, each Warleader can structure his troops how ever he or she sees it fit, yet most are aware of the needs for a chain of command, and appoint champions and lieutenants from among their warriors. The word of the Warleader is law among his men, yet should a Warleader proof weak or show a lack of faith, his men are free to kill and replace him with a more "Worthy" leader.

The common warrior of the cult, be it human or mutant, has to proof his strength first, in trails set up by the Warleader, to sort out the weak, before being allowed into his ranks. Warleader Ironface, as an example, demands that all the potential recruits are amassed in a great arena, to fight each other to the death, under the constant cheering of her own warband. Warleader Harkon demands that all his recruits are send unarmed into the tunnels below the Pitt, and only allowed to leave, if they return with the head of a feral Ghoul.
Beyond these "Welcoming" rites, the training the Warriors receive is quite deadly, which leads to a high mortality rate, yet also makes the Veterans of the Cult incredibly dangerous Opponents.

Equipment

It had been quite a suprise for the Brotherhood, that the Cult not only was able to maintain its weapons, but also produce a "semi-standardized" Equipment. The Industrial Capacities of the Pitt are fully used to arm its warriors, mass-producing their weapons, ammunition and Supply.

The main weaponry are the primitive, yet highly reliant Assault-rifles, simply called "Cutter", while crude Blades are equally handed out next to them, for Ug-Qualtoth finds great pleasure in the close-combat slaughter. A metal chest piece is also quite often handed out, yet its heavy weigh often leads to the warriors choosing to trust in faith, rather then the metal.

Another quite often handed out piece of equipment are rough gas-masks, made out of cloth, rubber or leather. Yet rather then to filter the air the Cultists breath, it instead mixes the air with the Miasma of the Monolith. Even through the Enclave and the Brotherhood already have made multiple attempts of explaining this, neither side could find out any benefits from this factor....and both sides decided no longer to continue the experimentation, after strange whispers would fill the heads of all who had breathed in the Miasma.

Expanding and rebuilding many Factories inside the Pitt, the Cult was able to scavange old Pre-War plans for Machinery of War, and reworking some of them for the new world around them. Scavenging wrecks of cars and trucks, the Cult was able to begin a mass-production of their "Marauder" Tank, a crude, yet fast and easy to maintain Line-breaker. Next to it are crude pieces of Pre-War Artillery as well, a newly build assets, which are highly wanted by the different Warleaders.

Typical Warriors of the Cult

The Powers that be

Nobody that ever had fought with the cult of Ug-Qualtoth can deny that they are unlike any other Opponent ever faced before. Where they go, Madness and darkness follows, when they leave, death and silence remain. They are no raiders to plunder a city, no horde to conquer a city and no cannibals to devour it....they are bloodhounds of something dark and ancient!

Feral Ghouls, Troggs and other abominations follow their warriors, like dogs, and throw themselves into the fray, unlike anyone ever has seen them do before! The warriors of the cult, high on the Miasma of the Monolith, fear no pain nor death, and their frenzy knows no bounds! Defenders against these hordes can often hear whispers or screams in the back of their heads, and it is common for some to give into the sweet offerings that are whispered between them, to join the ravaging horde.

The Beast-Pits below

Even before the arrival of the Cult of Ug-Qualtoth, the Pitt had no lack for nightmarish places, yet with the raising of the Monolith in its center, the city has turned into an incarnated Terror on the surface. But the worst fate a slave can receive in the Pitt, is to be send below! For it is here, where the Cult breeds its beast of war, and experiments with flesh. Some claim that they were able to capture the FEV from the Capital Wasteland, while see the Radiation of the Pitt as the main cause for the rapid change of animals, humans and beasts alike. Yet one has to ask himself, why all these beasts fear the Monolith that much, that wince in agony, when the runes of the Krivbeknih are painted onto their skin before battle.

The most stable and wiedly used Creation of the Cult is the Riding-Rat, a gigantic mole rat, able to carry multiple men at once. Used as a beast of burden or war, their number is still relatively low, yet they breed rapidly. Beside that, Failed experiments are often used as Cannon fodder or Shock troops, to overwhelm enemies, or at beasts of the Fighting Pits.

Economy:

Before the Pitt was taken by the Cult, it more resembled a swarm of locust, rather then a substaible economy. This changed, when the Pitt was turned into the Holy City of the faith, and its industrial Capacities where sized by the cult. Now, the smelters, Workshops and Factories work day and night, as constant streams of Coal, Ore and Slaves are Consumed by the city. Being the biggest producer of raw steel in all of the north the north and still enough metal to be scrapped to support its industry for centuries, the Cult has barley even scratched the full potential of the Pitt.
Beyond that, there is little in terms of industry around the Pitt. To support and feed its population, enormous Plantation have been created, where slaves harvest a black mutation of Razorgrain, and large pens where all kinds of livestock are breed and slaughtered. This cattle-culter has reached a size, large enough to make sure that the Allegheny River runs black with the blood of the livestock. Among the most popular cattle are Rad-roaches, giant-ants and Bloatflies, as the "traditional" cattle of the post-apocalyptic america, the Brahmin seldom last long near the city of the Pitt, often falling to Madness, or a strange, flesh eating sickness, that leaves them hallow husks.
Slaves are the common, and abundant workforce of the Cult, made up of captives of raids, bought from outside, or unlucky converts who proofed to weak to be useful for anything else. Working in the factories, the Farms or in large, chain-gangs that scavenge under the watchful eyes of so call "Pack-masters" they are the solid base of the cult, and substain it.

To the suprise of many, the Cult is more then happy to trade with outsiders, offering Steel, weapons and Ammunition for Luxury Goods, Candles and Slaves. Maintaining a large Trade Hub in Cleveland, and a minor one in Point Lookout, "Other Good" are also exchanged. Rumors of black statures, who weep tears of blood, books that whisper and the night, and glowing Amulets are not unheard off. With that Trade often come Missonaries, spreading the word of Ug-Qualtoth to all who can hear it!

Culture and Technology (include views towards slavery and mutants):

The Culture of the Cult is intertwined with its faith, as it dominants almost every aspect of daily life. Nobody who has ever layed eyes onto the Monolith can deny the existence of Ug-Qualtoth, and few are able to resist the temptation to worship it.
All who can provide for the cult, and proof that they can take care for themselves, can have a life in security, protected by the Warbands of the Cult, and the knowledge that they are part of the chosen of Ug-Qualtoth, secure from the dangers of the Wasteland. The Morals of the Old world have been abandoned, and the only Law is that of the Prophet. Polygamy, Drug-Abuse and murder, are common for the members of the Cult, yet they still remain humans at heart, and most see that at least some kind of Status Quo in terms of violence towards each other has to be maintainted. As such, most are content with simply watching the Battles in the fighting pit, and leave the combat to the Warriors of the warband, while going on with their daily lives in peace.
To be a slave in the cult is a different story, and a nightmarish, painful and mostly short existence. Branded with the Dark runes, equiped with a slave collar, and send to the most dangerous of tasks, few can escape this lot! Yet the ones who do, often do so by joining the Trails to become a warrior, either winning their freedom, or die trying!
Mutants are seen as the will of Ug-Qualtoth desire for change, and are welcome into the ranks of the Cult! Ghouls are even seen as the chosen people of the dark god, and are often seen as a sign of good luck. Yet all life is equally worthless in the eye of the Dark God, and a weak mutant is just as likely to end up as a slave as a weak human!

In terms of Technology has the Cult quite a twisted standing. While openly mocking it, they are not above using it, yet mostly lack the knowledge and skill to create more advanced machinery. Skilled scavengers and insidious Engineers, the Workmasters of the Cult are known for their Simple, yet resilient constructions, easy to copy and mass produce, while constantly trying to repair pre-war machinery, once more using them for the glory of the cult! From simple cars, to power armor, the cult often finds a way to return it to a working state, and use it to advance it goals. This has lead other fractions to rather destroy their equipment, then to let it fall into the hands of the cultist!

Religion:

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"Faithful... enlightened... ambitious... brethren.

In but a few years, a few mere swipes of the pendulum, we have gathered a sacrifice to Ug-Qualtoth that will be made legend.

Though it was a simpler, weaker voice that illuminated me during my travels the swamps of Point Lookout...

...it was Ug-Qualtoth's messenger who showed me the true path of freedom from our pathetic Existance.

And what is this path? This meaning, this purpose to which we gather the skulls of our foes?

It is nothing. There is no meaning, no purpose. We murder. We kill. It is mindless savagery, this UNIVERSE IS MINDLESS!

In mere hours, hundreds will die. Innocent! Guilty! Strong and weak! Honest and deceitful! ALL of them!

They will scream, they will burn, and for no purpose but that mighty Ug-Qualtoth may revel in their bloodshed!

And united in this void of purpose, fear, or duty... we shall at long last be free!

Spill Blood for the Dark God! Corpses for his Kingdom! LET THE WORLD BURN!"

Recorded Preaching of the Blind Prophet, send minutes before the main attack on Cleveland

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[Tiberius67]

Midwestern Brotherhood of Steel

Name: Midwestern Brotherhood of Steel

Flag:

Territory: Controls all of IL, MO, KS, and the bulk of IA and NE as well as Cheyenne, WY and the surrounding area. the Capital is Vault Zero, at the old Offut AFB just outside Omaha.

History: For decades after Paladin-General Barnaky merged with the Calculator, the Brotherhood found itself simultaneously trying to stabilize the area it was now the de facto government of, while waging a pitiless war against the Mutant Liberation Army and it's human allies. Eventually, Barnaky lured the MLA into a trap, and at the Battle of Lincoln, annihilated the main MLA Army. As the tide of war shifted in the Brotherhood's favor irrevocably, the Brotherhood began to slowly push the MLA West, back towards the Pacific, meeting it's attempts at turning the struggle into a guerilla war with uncompromising violence. As the battle lines moved inexorably into Colorado, a new player emerged, Caesar's Legion, who did not appreciate the Brotherhood dumping it's refuse in their new lands. A few minor skirmishes yielded a handful of prisoners. While next to nothing of tactical use was learned...which the Brotherhood found impressive....they did learn enough to get a sense of the mettle of their new neighbor. Intrigued by the way the Legion exhibited the influence of both ancient Rome and 20th Century Totalitarian Dictatorships, Barnaky withdrew and offered to parlay. A border was quickly agreed on and together, the shattered remnants of the MLA were forced North into the Wastes. The insurrection having finally been crushed, the Brotherhood turned it's attention inward, and under the vigilant eyes of the Brotherhood's Armies (and the Inquisition), focused on alleviating the suffering of the people the Order now ruled. After years of relative peace, the Brotherhood began to slowly expand again, moving Eastward. Soon, they began hearing rumors of a Cult, based in Pennsylvania, that was feared and hated far and wide for it's blasphemous and obscene practices. Wastelanders in what was Indiana spoke of robed figures, barely human, who raided their settlements and dragged people of, never to be seen again. A decision was launched to investigate. A expedition was launched marching along the shore of Lake Michigan, where it could be supported by the Brotherhood's small fleet operating in the lake. Barnaky and his Lieutenants believed that the only real threat to them in the area was the Canadians in Ronto, who were known to send expeditions into Michigan searching or Pre-War equipment and scrap to bolster their own small but growing Empire.

They were wrong.

In 2280, a full Battalion of Infantry, supported by a company of Knights entered Cleveland, over 600 men. Six days later, thirty-nine men...all wounded...fought their way North to the docks, and safety and were evacuated by the waiting ships. Between them, they had less than two hundred rounds of ammunition. The stories they told, of endless waves of feral ghouls, robed figures committing unspeakable acts on both the living and dead....and even each other....and more shook Barnaky and his advisors to their core. In one disastrous week, the Brotherhood had suffered it's greatest military defeat in nearly half a century, and proven that their worst fears had come to pass. They Mutants really were intent on destroying them. To Barnaky, the greatest challenge he had ever faced was before him, and he decided to meet it head on. Immediately, preparations began for the war that would determine the fate of an entire continent, if not Mankind itself. Operations in Indiana and Michigan were stepped up, aggressively patrolling and bringing to battle any cultists they found (or found them). Back in Omaha, the survivors of the Cleveland disaster were fully debriefed, and their successes and failures against the Cult were identified and tactics and strategy were revised as necessary. It was learned that the men had held their own until the ammunition supplies were exhausted. A solution was found, the long neglected aviation technology they had brought with them from the West, and acquired from the Calculator's files. Resources were plowed into Vertibird technology, and in 2287, the first Vertibird emerged from the assembly line in the rebuilt Boeing factory in Wichita. Though production is at a snail's pace, four air-frames a year on average, as long forgotten skills and production techniques are re-learned, slowly the production rate is increasing. In addition, the long forgotten Hellion prototype was rediscovered, repaired, and then finished and successfully test flown in 2288. It was decided to establish a parallel assembly line and put it into limited production as well...just in case. Projects to increase firepower and support of infantry were begun in the strictest secrecy, by 2290, some of the most promising are nearly ready for field testing or production.

In 2285, the Hoover War began. At first, the struggle between the Legion and the NCR did not concern Barnaky, as the real threat lay to his east. Soon though, after their stinging defeat at the hands of Robert House and his Securitron Army led to a full-scale attempt by the NCR to salve it's wounded pride by destroying the Legion once and for all. Soon, Inquisition reports made it clear that an NCR victory, and the Legion's subsequent removal from the strategic chessboard, was inevitable. In a matter of weeks, the Legion would be finished and the greedy, materialistic, corrupt and expansionist NCR would then become their unwelcome neighbor. Given the scattered reports they were receiving of the NCR's war with their estranged brethren to the West, war would be inevitable.

That was unacceptable.

Barnaky decided that since war was inevitable, he would strike first. Sending his elite unit, the Brimstone Guard Brigade, three full battalions of power armored Knights and an elite Battalion of Mounted Rifles, West, they swept into Legion territory, brushing aside the few Legion troops that would not answer their call to march with them to the aid of their new Caesar, Lucius, as they advanced into Legion territory. Just west of Albuquerque, where Lucius was preparing to make his Last Stand, they joined the battle and snatched victory from General Moore's very jaws. Taken completely by surprise, the massed might of Brotherhood knights sent the NCR reeling. Making contact with the surprised and elated Lucius, together they pushed the NCR Expeditionary Force towards the Colorado River, forcing them to cross back over the scorched earth Lucius had left them in his retreat. When General Moore retreated across the Colorado, to face disgrace and forced retirement, she only had just over a third of her Command left. With Shady Sands in a uproar over the steep losses Moore had taken, and nothing to show for it, Kimball...facing Impeachment...was forced to ask for terms. With some persuasion from the Secretary-General of State, Lucius agreed to a cease fire and the Hoover War was over.

In the wake of the War, the Order and the Legion established full diplomatic relations and trade routes were established, with the new Legion capital of Santa Fe linked to the Order's rail network. To the North, in Wyoming, a new Tribe appeared, the Khans. Having fled Caesar during the opening battles of the Hoover War, they had chosen Wyoming as their new home. Though they were not receptive to the message Barnaky's missionaries offered, they also did not molest them so Barnaky let them be. To the south, the Texans staged a few border provocations, but as they were not considered to be a major threat at this time, the normal punitive Expedition was stayed and they merely responded forcefully against any Texas formations forced to battle in Order lands. Rumors of aircraft in remote areas of the Wastes, and multiple attempted intrusions into the old pre-war military command and control network the Order had inherited at the SAC HQ bunker and Vault Zero hinted at a potential threat that was far more sophisticated than any they had faced since the Robot War. As a precaution, Vault Zero was physically disconnected from the wider network entirely and the network nodes at the SAC HQ bunker and other control facilities watched ceaselessly.

As the expiration date for the cease fire approaches, preparations for the drive East are nearly complete. But to the West, the NCR's new President seems to have learned nothing from the mistakes of his father. House, now ruler of an Independent Mojave, has called for a conference to discuss the political situation and naturally the Order was invited. Barnaky has dispatched a delegation led by his Secretary-General of State and the Inquisitor-General to represent the Order's interests in New Vegas. If the meetings prove productive he may participate directly...or at least as directly as possible for him).

Population: ~800,000 Citizens, ~50,000 mutants (mostly ghouls but a significant number of Super-Mutants) held as laborers

Government/Domestic Politics: Effectively a Military Dictatorship in quasi-ecclesiastical garb. At the top is Lord Paladin, Simon Barnaky, whose ultimate authority is unquestioned. His Will is implemented through the High Council, which is comprised of the heads of the Offices of the Midwestern Brotherhood; the War Office (Paladin-General), the Office of the Forge (Engineer-General), the Office of State (Secretary-General for State), the Office of the Inquisition (Inquisitor-General), and the Office of Administration (Administrator-General). As a group, the High Council is responsible to the Lord Paladin for the day to day governance of the Order and the lands it holds. With the Lord Paladin's indefinite lifespan, the High Council is the realistic summit of ambition for members of the Order and winning a seat on it requires great skill in politics as well as their chosen profession. While settlements are allowed to elect local officials (only those who completed their obligatory military service satisfactorily can vote or hold office), all civil positions above the local level are appointed under the authority of the Administrator-General. All levels of civil government are carefully watched by the Inquisition.

Military: Standing Army of ~40,000, with 10,000 being Brotherhood Knights equipped with Power Armor. The remainder being a mix of Infantry and Dragoon (Mounted Infantry) Battalions as well as Field Artillery and robotic support. The Brotherhood also operates a small fleet on Lake Michigan based at Chicago as well as patrol craft along the Mississippi River. In wartime, can double it's size to ~80,000 using Reservists, at a cost to the economy. the Brotherhood's air assets are 10 Vertibirds, drones used for Reconnaissance and artillery spotting, and a moderate air transport fleet. However, the Hellion project has been completed, and a working prototype is available. Efforts are being made to put the aircraft into series production. A program to select and train pilots is already underway. Soldiers are well trained and equipped, and conditioned to be fanatically loyal to the Order and it's Lord-Paladin...and to have a fierce hatred of Super Mutants and intolerance of ghouls, something memories of the MLA War and insurgency ( a popular topic of films and books produced in the Order's domain) makes relatively easy.

The bulk of the Order's armies are not actually members of the Brotherhood of Steel, they are either volunteers or conscripts serving their four years of obligatory service. Admission to the Order is restricted to soldiers who served at least two years of honorable service. Competition for the limited openings is fierce, an exemplary service record is essential.

Economy: While free enterprise is allowed, and within limits encouraged, the Brotherhood has implemented what is basically a Command Economy, deliberately modeled on US economic policy during the Second World War. The top priority of the Order is to ensure that the people have at minimum the base essentials of life, in exchange it is expected the people make the necessary sacrifices to ensure the Order can fulfill it's Duty to protect them from external threat, be it Mutant or Human. Displays of wealth and excessive consumption of luxury goods are frowned upon, and will draw the attention of the Inquisition if the subject holds civil or military authority at any level. Subscription drives by the citizens to pay for a war-bot, or a suit of power armor, or a battery of Field artillery, are encouraged and lauded in official propaganda. the Order does trade with many of it's neighbors, exporting food and finished goods and importing natural resources and other useful goods such as scrap metal and horses.

Culture and Technology: While authoritarian in nature, there is due process and a Code of Law (the Lex Barnaky) in the Order's domains and loyal and law-abiding Citizens have little to fear from the State...the Inquisition has enough real enemies to worry about that it doesn't have to justify it's existence by inventing them like 20th Century totalitarian Regimes were wont to do. Most people are fiercely loyal and grateful to the Lord Paladin for what he provides, reinforced by constant propaganda starting in childhood. Those who dissent too much tend to ~disappear~. Often, they come back a few days, or weeks, or months later with a quite different attitude, sometimes they end up tried publicly for Sedition or Treason, and occasionally they are never heard from again. It is illegal for a private person to own slaves on the Order's lands. Slavery, however, is a common punishment for certain Capital Crimes (Rape, Murder, Banditry, Public Corruption, multiple convictions for Sedition). Humans condemned to slavery are stripped of their Citizenship and retained in State labor camps, or sold to parties outside the Order's domain, such as the Legion, the proceeds being given to the criminal's victims as compensation. Mutants (ghouls and Super Mutants) are considered property of the State by default and registered and confined to labor camps....those who do not comply are summarily executed and the corpses crucified or tarred and displayed in cages as a public warning (execution by firing squad or hanging are the only permitted forms of execution per the Lex Barnaky).

Technologically, the MWBoS, thanks to it's access to the Calculator's database and new research derived from it, not to mention active efforts to recover and unitize pre-war knowledge, is superior to most factions in the former United States, though the Institute exceeds it by a significant degree. Unlike other branches of the Brotherhood, the MWBoS considers the well being of the people around them as not only important, but a matter of National Security, and has re-introduced some technologies with the intent of improving the lives of those it rules. While spartan, the quality of life in all but the most rural areas of Barnaky's domain is comparable to that in the NCR core, and even in the rural areas Citizens have access to clean water and adequate food, if not electricity. The pre-war rail lines linking the major cities have been repaired and put to use, enabling goods (and troops) to be rapidly moved across the Domain. While the Brotherhood does have some air transport (fueled by synthetic oil made from the still sizeable coal deposits in Illinois and Missouri) it is restricted to Military and other Order use only.

Religion: The Midwestern Brotherhood has no State religion, though at times the official Cult of Personality around the Lord Paladin makes it seem that there is. Officially, any religion that does not threaten public order is permitted. Where possible around the borders of the Order's lands, 'Missionaries' dispatched by the Office of State work tirelessly to spread Barnaky's ideals, and attempt to sway Tribals and unaffiliated Wastelanders to the Order's cause, to varying degrees of success...some Tribes responded to the missionaries by worshiping Barnaky as a god, much to his distaste. So far their greatest success has been to the East, as Wastelanders and even whole tribes flee the Cult, though there is interest to the north, where the embattled Wastelanders, plagued with the Raider gangs that roam free outside of the Order's patrol areas, look to the safety of the area to the south with envy...and every year more decide the price of a more regimented life to have it for themselves is worth the cost. Barnaky himself is under no illusions about being more than a mortal man, and considers the Missionary's work to be a necessary evil, part of the burden he has assumed to protect Humanity.

[Gingy]

The Free Economic Zone of the Mojave

Name: The Free Economic Zone of the Mojave (F.Z.M)

Flag: The red-white-and-blue.

Territory and Geography: Southern Nevada

History: After the Second Battle for Hoover Dam, Robert House wasted no time in cementing his empire and his legacy. He knew that he would have to prepare for the NCR and Legion (and perhaps others) to return, stronger than before. House was forced to do this alone – The Courier disappeared suddenly, and has not been seen for almost a decade. He has been assumed dead, and has been largely forgotten by the province which he helped save. As a first act of his rule, House dispatched securitrons to virtually every sector of the Mojave to keep surveillance and protection circulating through the region. With the NCR and Legion gone, and raider activity being pummeled by the sheer killing power of the securitrons, the settlements of the Mojave enjoyed their new era, despite the mysterious mastermind behind the sudden change.

Once the security of the Mojave had been achieved, House extended his borders. He unified the settlements of the Mojave as a new nation – the “Free Economic Zone of the Mojave”, an economic empire which is completed by its crown jewel, New Vegas. House then turned to relations with his populace. While he dreaded having to work with the lowly locals, he had to garner support if he was going to survive another Legion invasion. He offered The King a deal he couldn’t refuse – The King would become House’s protégé and instrument in carrying out his future endeavors, and in exchange, The Kings would become a well-equipped police force that would enjoy the benefits that come with having House as a patron. They accepted, and the region started to slowly piece together.

North and South Vegas were rebuilt. As Freeside and Westside offer virtually no residential space and are strictly businesses, the outer reaches of Vegas became needed slices of residence. The farmland north of New Vegas has been restored to provide crops and livestock to the FZM. In addition, Sloan was put back to use by paid laborers to work in the quarry, which was instrumental to the rebuilding of New Vegas. Eventually, the entire city became a bright, shining light—not just the strip—and its residents began to enjoy pre-war living conditions. Those who wanted to escape the shadow of Robert House lived out in the countryside, where many settlements such as Nelson, Goodsprings, Novac, and Nipton enjoy their independence.

Some locations, such as Searchlight and the REPCONN test site, were specifically occupied by Mr. House with purpose of discovery. House has created hundreds of jobs in both facilities, as he hopes to see Searchlight’s mining efforts and REPCONN’s space-travel research find footing under his regime. The development of the high technology sectors comes with establishing testing sites, and these facilities are among House’s first steps in that direction. In addition, a clause in the FZM’s agreement with the Van Graffs involves being given any robotic research found in Big MT, a formality that has greatly assisted Mr. House in bettering his securitrons.

Jacobstown’s mutants relocated to Black Mountain, where they still reside quietly and independently without Tabitha. Dismantling dozens of super mutants from a high-ground base proved to be too tall of a task, so Mr. House simply begrudgingly allowed them to be independent, so long as they did not meddle with House’s affairs. It has now become a known space for unethical dealings (much to the dismay of Marcus, who wants only for it to be a safe haven), as it is the one spot in the Mojave that is completely independent of House’s rule. Mt. Charleston has since been put back to its old use as a high-end ski resort, a favorite of upper-class NCR tourists.

Now, in 2290, the Mojave Desert has been unified (with the town of Caliente marking the top-most point of its territory) with a formidable military and cunning economy. Due to House’s major groundwork, the FZM has become a major contender in the days to come, but sits in an awkward position – the Legion waits anxiously on one side of the Colorado and the NCR’s leadership has been painfully quiet. The Mojave Outpost—now used as a border station—has documented NCR tourist flow, yet Robert House is well aware that the status quo is just the calm before the storm…Alongside this paranoia, the FZM still chugs along, constantly working to improve itself from the inside.

Population: 150,000

Government/Domestic Politics: Robert Edwin House is the president, C.E.O, and sole proprietor of the Free Economic Zone of the Mojave. He physically owns all lands under his banner and if he were invasive enough to police the private lives of his denizens, he would. He is advised by the leaders of each of the three families as well as his personal protégé, The King.

Individual settlements are run by their own respective independent governments, but are kept safe and monitored by the securitrons to ensure lawful rule. Facility-based settlements such as Searchlight, REPCONN, and the New Vegas Farmland are directly overseen by Mr. House.

Black-and-white matters are generally dispatched by the securitrons, but House’s personal police force—The Kings—have been instrumental in the dealings of more complicated conflicts.

Notable People:

Robert Edwin House: Sole leader and visionary of the Free Economic Zone. His unparalleled vision for the future is what has created this economic empire, and he has no intention of resting on his laurels until he has reached the mountaintop. He resides atop the Lucky 38 and only the faithful chosen have had the opportunity to meet him face-to-face.

The King: Now at 45 years of age, The King feels as if he is at risk of failing to leave a true legacy. After Mr. House annexed the Mojave, there was no longer a need for the Kings’ scrappy militia presence. They became irrelevant and confined to their school of impersonation. However, the youthful glow of the ‘greaser culture’ the Kings coveted attracted House’s attention, who armed them, gave them immense amounts of cash, and repurposed to be his personal police force. The King now enjoys his own section of the Lucky 38, where he faithfully (albeit begrudgingly) plans a future with Mr. House.

Cachino/Swank/Marjorie: The leaders of the three families. They have become rich and powerful as New Vegas’ influence spreads and its attractions become larger. The trio have heavy dislike for one another, but all worship the ground Robert House walks on, as doing so showers them in wealth and safety.

Loyal: The current leader of the Boomers, as of Mother Pearl’s death in 2283. The Boomers no longer retain their independent identity, as they have been absorbed by Robert House, but like any human, Loyal is not immune to greed—despite his immensely old age—and enjoys the flow of wealth and quality of life that has sprung from New Vegas and thus abides by House’s orders.

Marcus: The leader of Black Mountain. He has tried desperately to confine his brethren to a small, independent space, but the mutants and nightkin grow restless and Calamity’s attempt to finish her teacher’s work has failed. Marcus can only watch as his men prepare to venture out, which will only end in their people being wiped off the face of the earth by House’s destructive machinations.

Military: The bulk of the FEZM’s military comes from its secutitron forces. House can keep close surveillance on the entire wasteland due to his wandering patrols, and each securitron is so formidable that it would take a distinct cunning to be able to decisively best a squadron of House’s creations. In addition, the FEZM’s military forces are supplemented by the Boomers, who provide artillery fire and occasional air support. The former NCR ranger stations have been repurposed as securitron repair stations, each outfitted with a mechanic and a few soldiers.

Inside of the FZM’s infrastructure there are small militia forces, namely the armed men and women of the settlements and The Kings, but House has attempted in the recent past to create a formal military, without much success. Save for a support-damaging draft, there has not yet been a clear way to get men and women to enlist.

Economy: The FZM’s life cycle is fueled by tourism. While it has an internal, self-sustaining structure, it has become rich and bloated off the money that the NCR’s citizens have poured into it. The population thus fluctuates depending on NCR-recognized holidays. New Vegas is the heart and soul of the province’s economy; a majority of the wealth is flowing in and out of it and to the different settlements of the province.

The FZM would survive if an embargo were to occur. Goodsprings, the Sharecropper Farms, and the New Vegas Farmland all provide a great deal of crops and livestock. Sloan’s efforts provide building materials. New Vegas itself now has a great deal of housing, and House has created enough jobs to give a steady lifestyle to most of the FZM’s population. In addition, Mr. House has the ability to raise a sleeping beast should he call upon the neighboring Van Graffs for aid.

Culture and Technology: The FZM, like pre-war America, is very diverse in lifestyle. Those who gravitate toward the pull of New Vegas’ sprawling urban landscape enjoy a high quality of life, filled with consumerism and leisure. Those who were unable to drastically change lifestyles stick to what they know, and live out in the countryside in the FZM’s various settlements.

House is in the process of creating his own equivalent to the OSI. The Followers of the Apocalypse who did not flee the territory following Hoover Dam II were recruited by Robert House to begin various types of biological research, including medicinal advances and discovery of various nuances to radiation. Technological research is specifically conducted by Robert House, who has put forth an everlasting effort to perfecting his securitrons (a.k.a. turning them into deadlier, more indestructible killing machines than they already are).

The FZM abhors slavery and does not condone its use under any circumstances, but surprisingly has not declared open war on the Legion in an attempt to remain strictly neutral in the coming conflicts. Ghouls are openly allowed to live and participate in the FZM’s dealings and enjoy the same quality of life as any other human. Mutants, on the other hand, have to run through a great many tests to be considered a safe resident of the city of New Vegas. They may freely live throughout the settlements of the wasteland.

Religion: Robert House has no intention of policing the private lives of his subjects. The citizens of the FZM are allowed to practice whatever they please in private, so long as their dealings are law-abiding. Christianity has resurfaced in various parts of the province, and is practiced by occasional families, but church gatherings remain a thing of the old world.

[Fisheye]

Looks great, everyone. Casey and Gingy, you're both accepted. Elgappa and Tiberius, it's all looking good so far.

[VATROU]

So on the fifth Ranger saw my PM I sent to him on Bethsoft. So here's hoping he joins Discord soon. Just saw his messages today so it may be a while.

[SunsetWanderer]

T h e E n c l a v e

Remnants of the Pre-War American Government (WIP)

The Enclave

Territory

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The Enclave maintains clandestine bases across the Wasteland. Through the years, many of their most prominent bases fell to attack, sabotage or through other means. Still, however, the Enclave did not surrender and bases continue to exist carrying out their assigned orders from before the bombs fell, keeping watch on the wasteland.

The location of these bases remains a safely guarded secret, as do the objectives of the Enclave. Occasionally, wandering travellers may return to their homes with tales of beings wearing bulky, dark-suits of power armour and vertibirds flying overhead. Beyond these stories however, the true aims of the Enclave beyond 'Restoring the United States of America' remain unknown.

History

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"Just who is the Enclave? Why, now, that's simple. The Enclave is you, America. The Enclave is your sister, your aunt, your friend, your neighbor."
- President John Henry Eden

Existing as what remains of the Old American order, the Enclave is comprised of the descendants of the various government officials, politicians and army officers from the days before the bombs fell. The Enclave takes great pride in this fact, viewing itself as the only remaining organisation that stands for returning America to the hands of those unaffected by the radiation. Viewing itself as the continuation of the legitimate American government, the Enclave exists to re-establish control over America, and return civilisation and order to the wastes.

After the bombs fell, the Enclave took time to consolidate it's power and technological gains, benefiting from their understanding and great access to the pre-war technologies. Ultimately, the Enclave hatched several failed plans after the Great War of 2077. The first plan, enacted from the oil rig controlled by the Enclave off the coast of California, sought to inject their own serum devised from the FEV (Forced Evolutionary Virus) to exterminate the 'mutant' population of the post-war america. This included humans, who had went through generations of exposure to radiation, ghouls and all other mutant lifeforms. Ultimately, the plan failed, and ended with the destruction of the oil rig.

Following these events, the Enclave reinforced its presence on the East Coast of America, in Washington DC. Following in the footsteps of his predecessors, President John Henry Eden enacted a strikingly similar plan to eliminate the mutated population of the Capital Wasteland, and rule over a 'pure' America, by injecting a serum to kill all who had any radiation exposure, through the guise of a clean water source. This plan, too, ultimately failed, with dire consequences for the East Coast Enclave. The leadership of the Enclave was lost, once again, and the East Coast Brotherhood of Steel grew in strength after their failure, ousting many Enclave forces from their borders.

Now, under new leadership emerging amidst the temporary chaos, the Enclave has adopted its strongest policy of isolation yet. Many in fact believe the Enclave to be nonexistent, finally wiped out after their defeat on the East Coast. Having all but vanished for several years, Enclave activity is now rumored across the wastes by those few who catch a rare glimpse of their operations. Where the Enclave is located, what its current mission is, and who exactly is leading the Enclave, remains unknown to the population of America.

Population

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Roughly 2'500 personnel currently serve under the Enclave. Of these, around 500 stand as active military personnel who operate in small, elite squads that undertake fast, merciless strikes on their targets should the need arise.

The rest of the personnel act as scientists involved in research and development, engineers, doctors and other more administrative tasks carried out by general staff.

Government/Domestic Politics

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Eager to present itself as the last, true bastion of American Democracy left among the wasteland, the Enclave is instead a form of oligarchy. Those with the strongest bloodlines of old political families and military generals rule at the top, with the 'President' being chosen by a circle of these elites. The President dictates the aims of the Enclave, advised by his staff of generals and scientists.

Each base is typically governed by a high-ranking general, or scientist, though the overall directives, set by the Present, are communicated to these bases from the Enclave Headquarters.

Notable People

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President Elias Gethen

President of the United States of America
Leader of the Enclave

E L I A S G E T H E N

A relatively young leader, at the age of 42, Elias Gethen rose from the failings of his predecessors. With the loss of the established Enclave leadership on the East Coast, Elias made a name for himself in the aftermath. A successful Colonel, having led several major expeditions, his name was already known among the leadership.

When the Enclave council met to decide upon the next leader of the Enclave, few suspected Elias Gethen would emerge as the next President of the United States. It was his passion, ambition and absolute certainty of victory for the Enclave that inspired loyalty in those listening. They found themselves captivated, and with a purpose once more.

While many aspects of Elias Gethen remain a mystery, one thing his certain. His steely resolve to see the Enclave restored to power is unwavering, and he will stop at nothing to achieve his aim.

General Harrison Redwine

Chief of Staff of the United States Army
General

H A R R I S O N R E D W I N E

A veteran of the enclave, and their most skilled commander, General Redwine has dedicated his life to the preservation of the United States of America. Sharing that same determination that had President Gethen 'elected', he views all current inhabitants of the wasteland outside of the Enclave to be a threat to the United States.

The second-most powerful figure in the Enclave, he is undoubtedly the most dangerous.

Chief Science Officer Solomon Sawyer

Chief Science Officer

S O L O M O N S A W Y E R

The leading scientist in the Enclave, Solomon has operational control over the Enclave's Research & Development division, and is responsible for locating areas of interest to the Enclave, which he then communicates to General Redwine in order to organise any potential expeditions.

A man of the big-picture, Solomon relentlessly pursues the secrets of the wasteland so that the Enclave may once again rise to rule.

Vice President Tobias Mallory

Vice President of the United States of America

T O B I A S M A L L O R Y

Previously a soldier, like President Gethen, Vice President Mallory is better at receiving orders than he is at giving them. Primarily acts as a general advisor to the President, and will never be at the same base as the President himself.

Mallory is the Enclave Ambassador to the Conference.

Military

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With the most technologically advanced and well-trained military in the known wasteland, the Enclave is a force to be reckoned with. Utilizing Mk 2 Advanced Power Armor as the common armor for the Enclave military personnel, with reliable protection and advanced communication systems, the Enclave soldiers are well-protected. Furthermore, they have a wide array of conventional and experimental weaponry at their hands. Typically, the Enclave soldiers are armed with laser or plasma pistols and rifles, with the more 'elite' soldiers even having laser gatling weapons. Also having a fleet of vertibird planes under their command, the Enclave bases are capable of quick insertion and extraction of small, elite squads to achieve their aims.

Their greatest military weakness comes in their severely limited manpower. Due to their extremely small number, the Enclave has been unable to project its power across the United States, and remains a small entity spread across several hidden bases throughout the wasteland.

All in all, there are roughly 500 active military personnel serving under the Enclave.

Typical Enclave Soldiers

Economy

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Relying primarily on the stocks of resources available to it from the pre-war America, the Enclave is a very isolationist organisation. It does not, except under exceptional circumstances, perform any trade with the other peoples of the wasteland. What the Enclave requires, it takes.

Culture and Technology

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A militaristic and scientific organisation, the Enclave exists purely to pursue its goal of returning to form a government across the entirety of the wasteland. Certainly one of the most technologically advanced factions currently in the post-nuclear United States, the Enclave conducts a variety of confidential research projects across the wasteland (from gathering irradiated samples, to mind-controlling Deathclaws). With vast access to pre-war research, documents and materials, the Enclave is well-placed to not only undertake these scientific endeavors, but also to act on the results.

Most in the Enclave view themselves to be superior to the irradiated humans, and other mutated creatures, currently wandering the wastes. Only those free from radiation serve within the Enclave, protected by their great underground bases and advanced suits of armor. This has most notably manifested itself through the projects by the two previous Presidents of the United States to 'purify' the wasteland of mutated creatures. Their views on the mutated and irradiated beings themselves have not much changed, yet the current leadership of the Enclave looks more toward 'leading' the wasteland, at the least the human population, as opposed to exterminating all irradiated life.

Particularly small in number, the Enclave can however at least count its well-trained and technological advanced military as one of its major assets. With various suits of advanced power armor, these being the standard-issue armor of Enclave military personnel, the Enclave carries out military operations with great effect, opting for lightning strikes to retrieve what they require before risking being overwhelmed by superior numbers.

Religion

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Being a highly organised and structured operation with no 'civilians' to speak off, merely enlisted personnel, the Enclave places little importance on religion and does not often consider the topic. Instead it focuses first and foremost on their mission to reclaim the united states. It maintains the vague views on religious tolerance it held before the bombs fell and encourages 'Christian' values.

This is likely a topic the Enclave will re-examine when, should their plans succeed, they re-establish dominance on the United States of America.

[Invalid User]

Tentatively interested here, but I haven't roleplayed in years. Would it be acceptable to be a fairly small power in this, or is it just major players?

[Lewis251]

Behold... the N.C.R!

The NCR!

Name: The New California republic

Flag (picture or description): NCR flag

Territory (picture or description) and Geography: California, Baja, most of southern Oregon and parts of Nevada and Arizona

History (if using a pre-existing faction, recent history will due):
(I assume we are going with the house ending?) Despite beating back the legion, House played his trump card and the NCR was forced to withdraw from Vegas.

Just as Mr House had predicted Kimball was blamed for the failure at Hoover dam and resigned in failure but the party was able to remain in control by pushing into legion territory south of Vegas and for awhile it looked like “Kimball’s failure” could be overlooked by the destruction of the legion (even with the Guerrilla campaign destroying much of what they would gain.)

The NCR had almost beaten the legion completely back to their eastern border when the Midwestern brotherhood decided to intervene. Caught off by this suddenly surprised attack by a third party (and the Legions pervious Guerrilla campaign having forced the NCR expeditionary army to relive on long supply chains) they were pushed back across the Colorado.

Forced out office a new government was appointed that quickly offered a peace agreement before any more land could be lost. Soon after a peace treated was signed with the border roughly the same as how it was before the 2nd Hoover dam battle.... years of fighting all for nothing.

Although the new government’s action had spared NCR land the devastation of war the nation was broke and drained of resources & manpower. The nation enter an Recession which was followed shortly after by food storages and corruption scandals with the Brahmin barons purposely delaying any meaningfully attempt to fix the problem (since they would have ended up losing land)

Four years later the problems had only gotten worst but then James Kimball, the son of the late (and mostly forgotten after his successors fuck up) Arron Kimball ran for office. Having watched his father make stupid mistakes (like sending the rangers to Baja) he vowed to learn from their mistakes and make the NCR great again.
Supported by the army (having previously been a captain) and the public with his populist message James won the presidency, much to the shock of the Land owners elites... most of whom where against him.

During his first few weeks as President James capped the amount of money can be could be spent on a campaign, increased the size of the army by 10,000 and had Heck Gunderson and Shillary cultion (his biggest campaign rival and her main backer) arrested for the illegal purchase and theft of land of Walter Phoebus....

Although this arrest was widely approved the common citizens by all accounts the evidence for this arrest was “questionable” at best. Likewise there have been rumours floating around that James blackmailed his way to the presidency and questions about how the government was going pay for these extra 10k troops.

Most of these issues however where forgotten when on the day before the Armistice was set to expire, James Kimball ordered an invasion of the Arizona and the upper parts of Oregon....

Northern Oregon had been explored and used by the NCR for years but with Washington state being an wasteland (ooc: I think that's what we agreed?) there had been little demand or reason to "officially" conquer it but with James plans for Arizona James had decided it was time to do it whilst also achieving an "easy win"

As for Arizona it was about time the legion was properly dealt with but James had also decided to invade it as a "temporary" solution to the farming and job crisis until James could deal with the Brahmin barons back home... an problem which unfortunately may take some time for the new president ....

Population: 1 million

Government/Domestic Politics: The NCR is a democratic federation, modelling itself on the government of pre-War United States. The government is divided into three branches: legislative, executive and judicial. The legislative branch is the Congress, staffed by representatives elected by their states and senators, forming two houses: House of Representatives and the Senate. The executive branch is the Republic council, headed by the President and Vice-President. The President and Vice-President are elected by NCR citizens, with advice from the Congress. Last, the judicial branch comprises courts and judge’s ruling in accordance with NCR's adapted version of American common law.

Notable People: President James Kimball, General Hsu, Chief Wilson, the Double

Military (try to be somewhat realistic): The NCR's military is composed of several Divisions, including marksmen, scouts, mechanized units and a small number of Vertibird.

The military's organization is inspired by the pre-War American structure, although adapted to the much smaller population of the wastelands. The standard level of organization of infantry forces is the battalion, which in turn is divided into companies under the command of a Captain. Companies are in turn divided up into platoons. These are sometimes divided into squads (created at the Commanding Officer's discretion) and are typically led by a sergeant or other non-commissioned officer

Other branches in the military separate from the regular army include NCR Recon (which includes 1st Recon), the NCR Heavy Infantry Corps which are under direct command of the General, medical corps, logistics corps (quartermasters are typically non-commissioned officers), and the NCR military police.

One of their Special Forces units consists of the New California Rangers, a select group that is pledged to protect the people of the Wastes much like the Texas Rangers of old. Ghouls, super mutants, and humans were all known to serve in the NCR armed forces.

At the start of the RP the NCR forces are: 35k conscription forces, 10k police force/home guard, 3k Rangers, 10k Air force and Navy, 4k heavy troopers, 2k Sniper forces

Economy/Culture:

The majority of the NCR populace is made up of farmers, traveling merchants and poor settlers seeking protection from the dangers of the post-apocalyptic world - a luxury usually only available to the rich and powerful. In exchange for their protection, the NCR classes them as a 'citizen' and collects taxes from them which is mostly used on the military to arm, train and supply their troops. Citizenship can be given to entire settlements and put under NCR jurisdiction if requested, however this practice is controversial in the Mojave due to rumors of the NCR supposedly bullying weaker settlements and incorporating them against their will.

The NCR enforces strict rules upon their citizens and in their cities. In areas under military law, such as the Mojave, crimes are typically punished by death.[5] Openly carrying arms, prostitution, gambling, and slavery are not permitted within NCR city limits. Persons found under the influence of alcohol or drugs will be arrested.

The NCR created its own currency in the form of gold coins around the turn of the 22nd century. Bottle caps were useless at this time due to the gold reserves of the NCR. This changed when the Brotherhood of Steel destroyed the gold reserves in 2281. The NCR dollar devalued and the conversion rate lowered to 2.5 NCR dollars to one cap.

Technology:

The NCR has access to stockpiles of pre-War technology and is beginning to create their own with the Gun runners, the unofficial 6th branch of the army constantly creating new weapons such as the 5.56mm pistol. Although the NCR does have access to Energy weapons most troopers even elite heavy troopers or rangers use ballistic weapons.

However given the size of the NCR army the standard trooper is usually equipped only equipped with a post war production service rifle and Tan coloured plate armour (although even this in superior to what most of their rivals have) Elite/special troopers however have access to per-war riot and power armour (both per-war and acquired from the brotherhood hood) but in the case of power armour lack the proper equipment to repair it

As for Civilian technology the NCR is likely the most technology enhanced nation (not including groups) left in American with its citizens in core states enjoying most if not all the comforts per-war Americans did. Life on the frontier is rougher but the NCR has knowledge of Irrigation, construction (lime stone buildings), proper medical care and is (or was) attempting to set up an Railroad network.

The NCR also has several different types of vehicle (Truck, APC (fallout 4 thing), Car and Vetibirds) however apart from a few Cars private owned and the Gun runner trucks these are almost exclusively owned/used by the military/government.

Views towards slavery and mutants

Slavery is illegal in the NCR with the death penalty is given out (usually given out by rangers who hunt down slavers) to those found partaking within the trade. However in a few cases a pardon has been given to slavers who have provided key intel to the NCR.

As for mutants/ghouls although some politicians have used lingering anti-mutant sentiments to boost their popularity among voters (notably in south were remnants of the master army lurked) the republic as a whole has shown little discrimination against ghouls and mutants with both being accepted in the army/rangers with many ghoul and one super mutant reaching the elite rank of veteran ranger.

President James Kimball is notably pro-mutant with him once famously stating “I don’t care if you’re green, ugly or made of metal if you fight and die for the NCR you are a brother or sister to me.”

Religion:
There is No official religion within in the NCR and there is has always been a clear separation of church and state. Despite this however the NCR had been very tolerant of religion and allows several non-radical religious groups within their border as long as its various assemblies don't participate in human sacrifice or indulge in dipping people into vats of Forced Evolutionary Virus.

President James Kimball is for the most part an atheist.