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*Smacks head against the wall* Well that's it, I'm out. What a fucking joke. Is this how you guys play RPs? Someone makes one, and then you join, but rather than post, you start trying to take up a fight where there's no battle? I thought it was odd that this site's NRP section was a bit dead-ish looking, but now I think I understand why.
I'm sorry, maybe I should have explained what is meant by "Rise of Nations". So, our nations aren't really alive yet. They're ideals, floated by people that have so far banded together and fronted a working society. They're not pre-built. They're not "there". They're "rising", and that is to say, they're being built. By any and all means necessary. If your nation started with 350,000 people, and occupied Florida. Well, it isn't rising is it? It's an established power, it's risen! If you're telling me that NONE of you have any idea of how to found and establish a nation, then Great Scot! Turn that imagination machine of yours on, and stop relying on that set-menu mentality.
100,000 cus we're not the only ones in merica. 100,000, cus the world got decimated. 100,000, cus it allows room for NPC survivor colonies to be assimilated. Unless you expected your women to be equipped with Gatling-gun style genitals, capable of firing out 20 babies a minute, how else did you expect to reclaim land? Nations aren't made from a baby boom or a population surge, though these certainly help. They're created by assimilating smaller/larger entities into themselves. Am I right or am I right?
New Kiev
The Battle for Charleston
"Are you ready men?" roared Kiev Battalion First Marshal Alkov, extending a finger towards the green, spore infested fog enveloping the city's westerly districts. His enthusiasm was met by the cheers of hundreds, all crashing their weapons together, and singing the adrenaline filled melody of war. "I asked you, are you ready?" Alkov repeated, raising himself up onto an overturned and rust covered hulk of a former car. "Are you ready to die for people and country, for the greater good of all what we hold dear?" His more grimly termed words did little to diminish the Battalion's high spirits. Again they cheered, jumping up and down on the spot, cracking knuckles and limbering up, as if they were about to compete in some sporting event. "Then let's get to it!" Alkov yelled, raising a brass trumpet to his lips and playing a soured, high pitched tune. The Battalion, one mass of four hundred bodies, donned their respiratory protection, and rushed headlong into the fog - just as the broken forms of carriers charged from it, having heard the commotion. Today marks the last day of a campaign to rid the ruins of Charleston from the fungal carriers. It has been a bloody battle, spanning six months, and costing New Kiev over four hundred dead - a blow to its man power it can ill afford. Still, with the last of the infected driven from the city, the people of New Kiev can finally look to building for themselves a brighter future. The battle is expected to be short, but bloody. Early estimates place the death toll so far at a hundred, and this is expected to rise. However, it is a price the President is apparently willing to make. Many feel this is because of the chronic food shortage that is hitting the fledgling nation hard, and without a fishing fleet, the sea has been unable to provide the resources the people need. Therefore, it is thought the President is looking to drive inland, and to capture South Carolina's famed farmland. Even if he is successful however, it is feared that the time it takes to get crops sown, and the loss of life in clearing the area, may well be fatal blows to New Kiev. Only time will tell.
Hailing All Frequencies
"We might not find friends, Mr. President, but enemies. Broadcasting this message could draw on us a tide that we could not resist," Security Minister Jenkins, an American national, stated rather flatly. "It'd be best if we sent scouts inland first, to assess who is out there first hand." The President, wearing an old world suit, stroked at his neatly trimmed goatee as he looked out over the ruins of Charleston. This he did for some minutes, occasionally sighing, or muttering a few unheard words. Finally he turned, and shook his head. "We need food, and we need it now. Someone must be out there who can help us. Make it happen, Minister, and make it happen today. Jenkins blew out air, showing his frustration. But it was not for him to go against the President. "As you wish, I'll get it done." Message to All Players, via Radio Broadcast "This is President Vitali Kedzierski, of New Kiev, South Carolina, Charleston. If there is anyone out there, in either need of assistance, or shelter, then I urge you to make contact. We are not hostile, I repeat, we are not hostile. More over, if anyone out there has a surplus of food, then we would be willing to trade. We are operating on the following frequencies (gives frequencies), and I would urge anyone and everyone, to get in touch. I say again, South Carolina is inhabited, and we are driving the infected out, but we need food. Please, contact us on these frequencies (gives frequencies)."
So when do we get to post?
I did give you guys the green light, but it's okay, I know peeps aren't comfortable until the GM makes the first post. Good news is, I'm home now, so gimme a little bit and I'll have mine up.
Can't wait to get this thing started. My damn-powered society shall prevail!
Well on that note, to those with itchy fingers, I'll allow the RP to start. However, I wont be able to post until tomorrow afternoon. The RP is still open, as its perfectly feasible that factions/communities would be popping up all the time, as humanity starts to rebuild. So anyone wanting to join can do so. As for writing styles, having glanced at other nation RPs, it seems this site is very much all for the character perspective kind of narrative. I'm more used to the formal, newspaper kinda format. So what I'll do, is simply say: "Write your posts however you like" Catch you all tomorrow. Nighty night.
Would the entirety of Quebec be too big of an area to claim?
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Not if you can provide a good enough back story :)
Am still here by the way guys. Just been busy. Working this weekend, urgh. @Durandal, everything looks fine now. You can move her on over to the character tab. @Jec, looks good to me mate. Accepted. @Boerd, I'll give you a 48 hour reservation period, :)
New Kiev
Location: South Carolina Background: As the world crumbled in the face of the Happening, and the consequential war of attrition between the alien fungi and humanity, the Matina found itself sitting dead in international waters. A Ukrainian cargo ship, having exchanged its metal containers for human bodies, the Matina survived daily threats from various navies as it carefully navigated from one zone of military operations to another. Unable to return to Europe, from fear of being blown out the water, and unable to press on towards his original destination: America, for the same reason, Captain Yevgen Kedzierski had no choice but to order the Matina to stay as far away from any landmass as possible. Six years of running, raiding and dying later, and the Matina was finally able to shrug off the near-constant threat of extermination from mankind. Despite some fungal outbreaks on board, owing to a few incidents whilst raiding the African coasts, the crew and their human charges were largely intact. Indeed, they had even gained bodies since that fateful day they fled Europe. Anchoring off the coast of South Carolina, Captain Yevgen and his peers were able to shut down the ship’s engines permanently – although truth be told, they were going that way anyways – and sit in for a lengthy wait. Being so close to the American mainland enabled Yevgen and his men to launch raids and foraging missions, as well as to establish small footholds on strips of land. Forty years later, and the rusty hulk of the Matina is an eyesore in the background of a prosperous city. The ruins of Charlestown have been reoccupied, and though the Ukrainian ship’s crew control little else outside the city’s bounds, they have succeeded in creating a tight security net around the territory they hold. As it stands, the New Kievans, as they are known, are winding down a six-month campaign in rid the outskirts of Charlestown of the fungi and its carriers. Though beyond the shouts, the rattling of assault rifles and the hacking of axes, life has begun anew. Buildings are being restored, with what materials can be found; shops are reopening, albeit in the form of bakeries and ration sheds. New Kiev could become a great nation, if it can continue its trend of prosperity. However, with few agricultural holdings, and a large presence of infected right on its door step, it may well be snuffed out before things can come to fruition. Culture: New Kiev can be considered a civilised nation, with many old world morals and ideals. There are schools, hospitals, churches, police and fire stations, although all of these are very basic facilities. Generally speaking, children between the age of 4 and 10 attend school, to receive a basic education. Afterwards, they are expected to find a use for themselves, whether it’s in the military or domestic sectors. Drinking and smoking are seen as acceptable past times, and general physical health is disregarded in favour of: “enjoying the moment, before you fall down and attack someone”. This generally gives the people of New Kiev a rather cheerful persona, and they can be found on most evenings to be celebrating, one way or the other. The language of the New Kievans is Ukrainian, although English prevails as the secondary language. Government: New Kiev is not a democracy, but more of a monarchy – although people will generally deny this. Currently, President Vitali Kedzierski, the now deceased Captain Yevgen Kedzierski’s only son, holds all the keys to power and is beyond question. He did not receive his position, or even try to claim it; when Yevgen died of lung cancer three years ago, people just assumed Vitali would take the helm. And that’s what he did. Reporting to Vitali are the Ministers of Security, and the Ministers of Domestic Affairs. There are no other government departments. Presient Kedzierski is known as a rather rational, compassionate man. He is loved universally by his people, and whatever shady dealings he may have going on, are well hidden from public view. Economy: New Kiev deals primarily in tobacco, fish and automobile parts. The old car factories of Charlestown were largely intact when the Matina arrived, and though the New Kievans are still toiling away in getting these facilities up and running again, the large stock piles of items left behind after the Happening have given them a trading edge in this brave new world. If they can acquire the right resources, and power up the machinery at the various plants, they may be able to provide themselves and others with a semi-renewable supply of pistons, arches, coils, and all the other fanfare. Military: New Kiev’s military operates two separate, infantry based branches. These are the Militsiya, and the Kiev Battalion (K.B). The Milisiya’s role is twofold. They are both armed police, and traditional soldiers. It is New Kiev’s only force dedicated to dealing with humans, and is well equipped with American firearms, and well stocked. However, it is a strictly controlled force, and is small – only 300 strong. Typically, they deal with outsiders, or internal threats. Occasionally they are also called in to help the K.B deal with fungi threats. They are well trained, and paid highly for their service, and answer directly to the President. The Kiev Battalion, sometimes known as the Butcher Corps due to its high mortality rate, is the conscripted wing of New Kiev’s armed forces. Armed with machetes, spears, shields and some firearms, it is they who are charged with the grim task of clearing out areas of fungi carriers. Their work is bloody, but they are well cared for. After six months service, a citizen is allowed a 12 month immunity from the Battalion's drafting papers. During the time they are with the battalion, they are fed and sheltered. After six consecutive tours, a citizen is then excluded from further conscription. Serving in the Battalion is seen as an honourable act, and there are few deserters despite the bleak work. Typically, there are just under six hundred men and women serving in the K.B at any one time during a campaign, although in times of serious distress, this number will double to include all of New Kiev’s eligible population. Population: 2,643. 55% Ukrainian, 25% North American, 10% Moroccan, 10% Cuban. Law and Order: New Kiev's law is based along traditional lines, but with capital punishment in place. Generally heinous crimes, such as rape and murder, are punishable by death. Lesser crimes, such as theft and causing damage to property or injury to people, are punishable by serving terms in the K.B. Trials are short affairs, consisting of the prosecution, a judge, and the accused. The presiding judge ultimately decides the fate of the accused.
I feel ahead of my time for using the character section of the RP thread.
Nope. You just didn't read the last line of the OOC text. :) EDIT: But it looks good to me, accepted! I'm guessing you time travelled ahead of my decision, to save yourself the hassle.
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