Town: Merkopa Demokratische Republik
Represented Color: Red
Race: Human
Features: N/A
Subgroup: N/A
Capital: Apart of Merkopa
Ruler: Vorsitzender Berend Wagner
Type of Government: Primitive Commune Socialism
Religion: Religious tolerance is practiced and thus people have various different views and beliefs.
Geographical Location:
MapHistory: The old world is no longer. It has been devastated, murdered, by the hells of nuclear war. No one knows who shot first, or how it all went down but it does not matter now. Lespia, once a world power, is reduced to a nuclear hellscape. Ninety-eight percent of the population vaporized in a matter of seconds as the bombs landed. Whatever remains of humanity in Lespia retreated into deep metros and tunnel ways, where the effects and devastation of thermonuclear bombs were felt the least. Hopes of a happy ending, where humanity would reach the stars and master the stars themselves was dashed as the worst of humanity was brought to reality in the Lespia Tragedy.
The husk of Merkopa is a terror to see - a nightmare came true. All but the strongest of buildings were utterly destroyed in the nuclear shockwave. For the buildings that have withstood the bombs, they stand tall in the midst of ruins, reminders of an old Lespia. These surviving buildings are decayed and worn, filled with corpses.
In the ruins of Merkopa, there are many groups and factions. One of them is the Merkopa Demokratische Republik (MDR). A grand and proper name for a nation, but it is nothing but a name. The MDR, like any other small-time government/faction, are just a couple of thousands of people living the brutal hell of the Merkopa ruins. Rations, death, starvation, raids, wars, and what else is the reality facing the people in the Merkopa and anyone else in the city. (WIP)