NationStates Jolt Archive

This is the Official In Character Thread for the Civil War happening in Dephire. I will post the story in just a few minutes...

Story So Far:

Several months of unease have finally come to an end. Not a peaceful end, but to an end at which a war had erupted. The Baal Administration had been accused by freelancing rebels in the mountainous region, Jakal (In southeastern Dephire). Dephire is a corrupt nation. Alexander Ra'Baal is the current leader. The rebel force knew that what they had accused Him of would start an aroused suspicion, but they did not predict the Civil War that would be ignited by them. The Military of Dephire stuck to protecting the current Government, while many of the citizens began to Recede from the nation. Many thought that the current Administration took too much, and gave so little. Defenders of the Nation denied all accounts of corruptness.

"Yes, the Income tax is at 100%. But look at all the benefits we give you! Healthcare! Jobs! Food! You're still breathing, are you not? How dare you rebel against the Government that fed and clothed you! We should be the ones rebelling against you!" Replied High Council member, Jorhan Morliek.

"You took our land, and our Freedom! I never voted for Baal to be president! I don't even like him! He has taken our beautiful land and threw it all to *censored*! I want him to hand in his resignation, immediately!" Snapped back a hippy rebel. 'Blood for Flowers' painted on his shirtless chest.

"You don't understand anything, do you? Of course you didn't elect Alexander because if we gave any of you a choice in who should run this country, this nation would be in a complete anarchy! We provide you with free transportation. We give you jobs. We give you food. We give you recreational activities and parks! We give you merchandise! You recieve clothes, shoes, jewlery! WE PROVIDE YOU AN EDUCATION! All of this was possible by one man, and one man alone. His name is Alexander Ra'Baal. You should respect him better." replied the nicely dressed Morliek.

"Ha! Respect a Dictator! Who ever thought of that?! I would never respect a man who made it compulsory to be in the military! I would never respect a man who barcoded every man, woman, and child just to get rid of crime!" he spat at Morliek.

The Statistics so far...

Dephirian Military (Old Government);
Size: 505,750,000
Economy: All (21 Trillion Sarejvos)
Allies:
(None)

Rebels (New Government);
Size: 939,250,000
Economy: Little (Scraping up what they can find.)
Allies:
(None)

Current News:

The rebel forces have begun torching the small town of Relington. The police force their was too small to bring it under control. The Dephirian Government under Alexander's orders, marched towards the town.

This information is just so you know what was going on in the Out of Character thread.

The Statistics so far...

Dephirian Military (Old Government);
Size: 505,750,000
Economy: All (21 Trillion Sarejvos)
Allies:
Deserted Territories
Colorado and Texas (Limited; meaning you provide help, but do not participate in battle.)
Emperor Pudu

Rebels (New Government);
Size: 939,250,000
Economy: Little (Scraping up what they can find.)
Allies:
(None)

If I mispell your names, I apologize

Rebel Group 1:

Diego was one who hated the Baal Administration. It seemed to him that all they cared about was money. Money was their blood. Money was their life. Money consumed every sould of every follower of the Old Government. Now finally he and nine hundred million other people have decided to rise against the oppressive government.

"Alright, here's the plan. Team one, you are to go in the sewer tunnel A. Team two will be your backup. When we get to Sub-Line C, we will separate. We are going to sink the city of Shelpar."

"How are we going to sink a city, Diego?"

"Simple, Greg. Shelpar sits just two hundred feet underneath the sea level. Setting a few C4 explosives in the correct places will be able to sink the city to about five hundred feet. Team three will be near the dam setting up another set of C4. When the dam blows, the city will be submerged. Many lives will be lost, but those lives will be the sacrifice to a free Democracy. A free Dephire."

"It's genious. Pure Genious! Why didn't any of us think of that?"

-It took the team only hours. Three hundred lives were lost. Thosands more were injured, and there were some that would never be found.-

Rebel Group (South) One:

Martinez was a retired marine. He had made it possible to make it through the jungles in the Toraquay Wars. Now he was commanding a large force of rebels. He didn't care for the Old Government. It had become too powerful. And anyways, he had connections in China that could get him a free ride through his retirement.
"Sir. We are ready for Operation: Silent Night."
-It was Martinez's second in command, Jak whom spoke.-
"Good. Prepare for launch."
The group Martinez was in command of had captured a SCUD missle. Operation: Silent Night. The Missle was meant to destroy the city of Sphinx, which was just southwest of the Capital.
"SCUD missle ready for launch, Sir!"
"FIRE!"
-The loud roar of the engine drowned all other noise as it rose high into the sky.-

Sub-Capitol City Sphinx (fifty miles southwest of Alexandria):
-The people were sleeping. They never heard the scream of the missle heading straight to the heart of the small city. Many never felt a thing while the Sub-Nuclear Missle detonated. No one screamed when the sonic waves devastated the structures. Nothing was left. The team led by Martinez had succeded.-

Port Facility PC-2566, Upper Pudite Coastal District #3, 6:44 AM

The port compound of PC-2566 was bustling with activity. Worker caste men loaded supplies, the Artisan caste checked over the vehicles before deployment, with officers of Warrior and Noble castes shouting orders over the din of the heavy cranes and loading craft. There were hundreds of thousands of men assembled on the docks today, all working towards he quick launch of the fleet designated Task Force 04.

Outside his window on the observation deck of the Noble’s tower on compound PC-2566 Admiral Vondokurets surveyed his charges. He had never had a force this big under his command, but he was confident. He had commanded the battleship Wrath of Flame in the Chitzelandian campaign, and he was an experienced man, and this was his proving ground. His men were confident, he was ready.

Sitting out almost a mile offshore sat the admirals flagship, the Roydia class battleship, the Wrath of Flame, surrounded by the other capital ships of Task Force 04. There was the Ramilies class pocket battleship Plauge, her two sister ships, the Famine, the Disease, the Tye Verna class fleet carriers Immune and Insuperable.

Surrounding these heavy capital ships were eight Carthage class air defense cruisers, seven Helina class battlecruisers, and eleven Portlandia class guided missile cruisers. Beyond the larger ships sat the hosts of escorts. Most of the smaller ships were still in port, loading supplies for the journey, later to be distributed to the other ships of the fleet, or on picket duty two or three miles outside of the docks. These escorts numbered twenty-four Atlantia class AEGIS destroyers, twelve Adari class air defense destroyers, and ten Lionfish class missile frigates.

The fleet was ready to move, the last of the cargo was being stocked, and the cranes were pulling their booms back. Admiral Vondokurets strode back across his room to the elevator waiting for him, and pressed the ‘one’ button.

Half an hour later, Pudite Task Force 04 was launched, moving at a steady thirty-two knots in the direction of Dephire. Following behind these ships were those of the 4th Imperial Transport Flotilla, which contianed ten divisions of infantry, four divisions of light infantry, seven armoured divisions, two airborne divisions, five divisions of mechanized Infantry, and all accompanying support battalions. Expected time of arrival was 5:45 PM the next day.

Dephirian Times (Rebel Controlled Newspaper):

"Two cities of the old government now burn! We are on the road to succeding! The oppressive government will fall!" was the comments of several masked men that were filling the streets of the cities all over Dephire. Just last night two attacks against the corrupt administration were effective at putting the military in an unease. Join us brothers and sisters! Join us Comrades! We will show Alexander who he has messed with!

Alexandria Capital Building, Alexandria:

-Alex was sitting at his desk. The reports were all over the place. His military was still over one thousand miles away. The capital city was still unscathed, but that wouldn't last long. The leader stood up and walked to his window. The Bay of Dephire gleamed in the moonlight. Just outside the city walls towns burned. Tomorrow he was going to begin his assault against his own people. It didn't matter that they had rebelled against him, he just was feeling sorry that it had come to this. A fireball erupted just a few miles from the walls of the Capital. Those rebels were getting closer. Where was his proud naval fleet? Where were his military? He could see the few hundred thousand in the streets...but where were the rest? He had over five hundred million at his disposal...now they weren't here in the temporary safety of the city. A man walked into the office, he was dressed in combat clothes.-

"Sir. The Naval Fleet is just three hours away. With them are at least twenty million combat foot-soldiers. We are still trying to round up the rest of the army, but Dephire is such a massivelly populated country with such a great expansion of space that it may take weeks for the whole army to be aroused."

-The young ruler was calm. He knew all of this already. He turned around so that he could face the man.-

"At least your doing your best, Commander. Keep it up. I will see to it that you be promoted."

-He returned his attention to the surrounding suburbs that were outside the walls. Outside safety.-

"What can you do about those that are outside the walls? If Alexandria is the capital city, those that pose a threat to it must be eliminated. I want you to get rid of them. Exterminate the pests."

-The commander walked towards the board next to the window.-

"We will do anything you ask, Alexander."

-The leader turned to the commander-

"Kill them all. Also destroy that propaganda that those independant presses produce. I am the Master. Not they!"

"Aye. We have something special for them."

-The commander saluted and left. Alexander was left alone in the office.-

Alexandria Suburbs (just outside the Wall):
-The gates opened. Dragonfire tanks rolled out. The dragonfire tank is Chinese made. It is heavily armoured, and it's weapon is a flamethrower. They bathed the surrounding structures in the liquid flame. Rebels screamed as they were incinerated. They had rebelled against their leader, and now all will pay.-

Bay of Dephire (May 21, 2200 3:00AM):
-The Naval Fleet that had been long awaited had finally arrived. Two Hundred Capital Ships. Thirty Aircraft Carriers. Five Hundred Nuclear Submarines. Sixteen Nuclear Submarine/Aircraft Carriers. Twenty Destroyers. Five Hundred Frigates. Three hundred Dreadnaughts. Fifty Aegis Cruisers. Two Capital Flagships (Basically Aircraft Carrier Sized Battleships). And twenty million men. They approached at about thirty-two miles per hour. This is what happens when you invest large amounts of money into a promising future. The Aegis Cruisers picked up something.-

"Ah. It's nothing sir..just a small speck...probably a seal."

-The admiral of the fleet's name was Ivan. Ivan the Terrible was his nickname.-

"Hmm. Have the fleet be on a lookout. You can never be too sure."

-He was standing on the command deck of the larger of the two Capital Flagships. He peered into his binoculars, searching the waters for anything wrong..or wasn't supposed to be there. He saw a flash. Panick tore at his heart.-

"TORPEDO!"

-It was too late for the crew to react, the torpedo slammed head on into the frigate infront of the Flagship. It sunk rapidly. More flashes. More ships lost. The admiral's mind was racing, 'How the hell did they get subs?'. That was his only thought.-

Capitol Tower, Alexandria:
-Alexander watched in horror as many of his ships were decimated by enemy torpedo fire, but the fleet sailed onward towards the harbor of Dephire, the proud naval port.-

Bay of Dephire (May 21, 2200 7:00AM):
-Ivan watched as his submarines fired blindly into the waters ahead of them. Large balls of fire, which quickly were extinguished, lit up just two hundred yards in front of the Main fleet.-

"Admiral Ivan, Sir. We have detected tangoes on the shore!"

-The Admiral winced.-

"Get those raggedy arse planes in the air!"

-Small specs of light were followed by explosions when they impacted the sides of the flagship. RPG's.-

"We need reinforcements! NOW!"

OOC: The fleet is of the old governemnt right? And do you have a map before I begin my landings.

OOC: The fleet is of the old governemnt right? And do you have a map before I begin my landings.


I'm trying to generate a map. Just trying to obtain the time to do so. And yes. The Fleet that is in the Bay is of the old government.

Dephire Times (Old Government Controlled Newspaper):

Today is the twenty-sixth birthday of our beloved Dictator, Alexander Ra'Baal. He will be touring the capitol city, Alexandria, today as a means to rouse paitriotism within the ranks of the Old Dephirian Military Troops. Recent threats by known rebel groups; Down With Alexander, Gorge, GeoPunk, and many others have forced this tour to be escourted by hundreds of High Ranking troops. There have been several reports that there may be snipers in the area to take out any suspected rebel terrorists within the area that may pose a threat to our great leader. The tour will start from his home, and will conclude when he arrives at his parent's house. Both locations cannot be told due to security reasons.

Alexandria Square (Downtown Alexandria; 12:00 Noon):

Operation: One Shot, One Kill. That was all that was going through the sniper's head. He wasn't a retired military officer, like most of the rest of Dephire, but he had taken a crash course when the rebellion had come around. He was a top-notch sniper. Ranked 2nd in the class, the first being the teacher of course. His total accuracy percentile was about 95%. He had aimed just a little too high on his final examination. Now he was sent here to take out the problem of all the rebel forces, Dictator Alexander Ra'baal. He cradled the .22 rifle up close to his body. The excitement of the hunt was a bit overjoyous. He took out the one round that he was given, it was a hollow tipped round. Laced with a special Alkaline/Kevlar material. Kevlar for extra penetration. Now, Alkaline is a metal that reacts violently when exposed to water, and guess how much water the human body consists of...roughly 70%. One Shot, One Kill. He spotted the armoured Escalade pull up to the pressbox, the very place where Alexander was supposed to make his speech. The door opened. He smiled, the target was in his sights. It got out. The sniper waited until the target came to a stop. Then fired.


Alexandria Square (12:01 Noon):

The sound of the rifle echoed off the many walls in the square. Screams. Alexander got out of his Rolls Royce just in time to see his father's shoulder explode in blood. The blood was all over the plaza. It ran down, and into the drainage pipe.

"NO!"

Was all Alex could shout. Tears streamed down his face. Then the anger began to force it's way into his mind. Pure Hatred.

OOC: The fleet is of the old governemnt right? And do you have a map before I begin my landings.

Okay. I can't find a decent mapmaker that would actually let me make a map...I may just go 'old school' and use Paint. That will take awhile to complete. Just stay up to date, and I will keep you informed. ;)

Capitol Tower, Alexandria:
"Sir. We did everything we could...but your father....he's gone."

-It had been over four hours since the unsuccessful assassination attempt. Four hours of surgery. Four hours of waiting. Four hours of rage building up inside of the young Alexander.-

"Kosovo. How is that Cyber Project coming along?"

-The man was somewhat confused, but regained his composure.-

"Well. I think it's finished."

-Alex looked away.-

"Activate the Central Cyborg Command Center. NOW! I want those rebels to suffer like they made me suffer!"

-The man's expression went from confused to absolute.-

"AYE SIR!"

-He saluted and marched off towards his bunker...-

Dephirian Times:

Today, just three days after the attempt to assassinate our leader, is the day that the Cyber Program is officially activated.

Nearly three million cyborgs have been added to the supposed five hundred million troops.

THis is Alex. Due to inactivity, I am closing this civil war.