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Dark Days Under Democracy (Open)

The Infinite Crucible
20-06-2005, 21:12
Dark Days

OOC: Feel free to get involved in any way you want to, but be reasonable and intelligent. Second, the main players of my part of this RP have not yet been introduced, so that may limit involvement a little, but feel free to play the media, or what not. For example your nation could offer aid to stabalize certain areas or what not. I am really open to anything, but still reserve the right to refuse anyone's RP if it doesn't fit.

IC: It is a dark time in The Infinite Crucible. The Emperor’s line, who have ruled over the nation for centuries with an iron fist have stepped down. This event shocked the nation, but also caused great rejoicing in many unseen corners. The great oppressor had resigned. Such celebration was short lived however, as the new democratic government put in place seems to have little control of the nation and crime has skyrocketed. The majority of the outlying isles are in a stage of complete anarchy and the new government has called for the mobilization of the entire military to keep order. This, however, may still not be enough as the majority of the military is still loyal to the Emperor and sees this new government as a corrupt successor that forced him out of office. This has led to many divisions refusing to leave base and provide aid to areas that are engulfed in chaos, despite that a near genocide is being carried out on loyalists to the Emperor at the hands of those he formally oppressed.

The new government is infuriated with the loyalist’s refusal to aid in the stabilization of the nation and many former supporters are now disappearing to forces besides those of the rioters. This is where the tale begins, on a long dark road in a dying forest.

A convoy was pushing its way through The Dead Wood, a massive forest slowly dying, poisoned by industrial pollution. It was thirty cars long, each one save the first two and last two filled with powerful loyalists being transported to a safer area. The entire coast north of the forest has fallen completely out of government control, and hundreds of loyalists are being evacuated to the safety of the hills south of the forest, an area under government control. The men, woman, and children on board this convoy are all very rich members of the loyalists, and losing them would be a great blow. However, the new government has a great deal to gain if they were to die. This would cut off a major portion of money flow into the loyalist organization and it would kill off multiple high ranking officials who still follow the Emperor.

The convoy turned off of the paved road and began to take a muddy side road. After a few miles they passed over a small wood bridge and it began to rain. The sky wept for the plight of those below her. Thousands of gallons of tears fell to the earth. Her own compassion would be the death of those on the convoy, her sympathy the tightening of the noose. Still the sky cried on.

Soon the solid dirt turned to mud and the trucks began to slow and finally stopped. The captain of the convoy stepped from the lead truck. He was a lieutenant in the army, loyal to the Emperor. He looked down the muddy path and saw that it only got worse up ahead, if they pushed on much further they would get stuck.

A wealthy woman stepped from a forward truck, “Why have we stopped in this dreadful weather?”

The lieutenant responded, “We cant push on through this dirt road much farther, we are going to have to turn around and find another way.”

Soon a crowd began to grow in the rain. They were tired and had been driving for man hours, they were agitated, angry, but most of all they were frightened. Many of them had just barely escaped with their lives when the riots broke out. Many had lost close friends or family to the mob, were forced to watch as they were shot or cut to pieces. They wanted to get as far from the riots as possible, and the forest was hardly a safe place.

“Why couldn’t we just take the paved road, why did we have to come down this god forsaken backwater path?” on yelled out. They had escaped from the mob, and now they were the mob. The power was a euphoria to them. The people yelled out in agreement.

The lieutenant was taken aback, he had just saved these peoples lives and they were angry with him. He scolded, “Listen you ungrateful swine, I just saved your candy asses from certain death, and this is how I am repaid!”

Guilt was a powerful emotion and it flooded through the crowd, the mob was stopped before it had really began.

The lieutenant continued, “That road led us dangerously close to a riot epicenter, and there was a good chance a road block had been established, we couldn’t take that risk, so we cam this way.”

The calmed the crowd fully, but then someone realized something, “Well where the hell do we go, we cant go back, we cant go this way, and we cant take the main road, we’re trapped!” The people began to panic.

The lieutenant calmed them, “Don’t worry, we are going to return to the main road then call for air recon on the suspected road block areas.” He continued, “If there is a threat we will be forced to go through it, but we will have air and armored support.” The crowd felt safe at this. He finished, “Now if you will all please return to the trucks we can turn around and get under way.”

At this the people began to mule back into the covered vehicles, now soaked to the bone. After a half hour of extreme effort the convoy managed to turn around and was well underway back towards the main road. The people thought they would be safe in a matter of hours, this was wrong, they would be dead in a matter of minutes.

The convoy approached the bridge, and was forced to stop, the waters of the stream below were raging and the bridge was out. The lieutenant cursed and got out to examine the bridge. His aid followed.

They reached the edge of the bridge and began to examine it. The aid piped, “The waters must have broken the bridge, damn bad luck.”

The lieutenant took a closer look, the wood was black at the edges… seared. His heart began to race. “No, this was caused by explo-,” he never got to finish. At that moment a hollow point rifle round from a high powered sniper rifle hit his forehead. It shattered into hundreds of pieces shredding his features and creating a massive pulsating bloody crater where his face had been. The aid almost screamed, but he two was dead within seconds.

Men from the escort poured out and took up positions, but they already knew they didn’t stand a chance. This wasn’t some haphazard riot strike. Soon machine gun fire enveloped the convoy. The guards fought valiantly and bravely, but with the terrible weather they didn’t see a thing. They were slaughtered blind, no more aware than cows slowly moving towards the butcher. Within a minute all fifty men from the escort were dead. The loyalists were panicking.

Men covered in foliage and camouflage emerged from the forest. They made no move for a slow slaughter of the civilians they had trapped, they were far too efficient for theatrics. People who tried to run were shot, and those who hid under the tarp were incinerated by flamethrowers. Within two minutes over four hundred civilian loyalists were dead. The men planted explosives on each truck and headed back into the forest. Minutes later the convoy was nothing more than a string of smoking craters.

Dark days indeed.
Adamistaan
20-06-2005, 21:53
In a small Island off the coast of The Infinate Crucible a Adamistaani press van has posted itself. The team is reporting on the upserge of violence in the islands these new dark days, but has found itself in the center of an anti-Democracy Rally which escalated into a riot.

"This Is Adeline Dillard in what seems to be complete anarchy on a small island of the coast The Infinite Crucable this anarchy is a result in the an Iron fist goverment standing down and a new democratic goverment, who have no control on the populus being elected, prooving to us once again that Democracy doesnt work!, excuse me sir what is your take on this situation?"

She waves down a man running with a t.v. In his arms

"On what situation, this is GREAT!, we haven't had this much freedom since..... er well since I can remember. Adamistaan opt for ANARCHY!!!!!"

"Hey Ned can we edit out them last bits?" ......
Jensai
20-06-2005, 22:08
As PResident Adderson looked pver the daily Foriegn Status Reports one memo caught his eye.

"A genocide in The Infinite Crucible? This is horrible, even if the emperor wasn't exactly a bastion of democracy..."

An aide walked in and handed his Foriegn Intelligence Director a manila folder and then let. The Director opened the folder and looked through the contents. His face turned grim.

"Mr. President? We've just recieved these photos from one of our RECON sattilites."

He slide the folder down the table. THe president opened it and examined the photos. It showed the convoy being annihilated at the bridge. The President's face paled.

"What's the casualty count?"

"We estimate at least three hundred and fifty civilians, plus fifty loyalist soldiers."

The president shook his head, and spoke again, "We can't allow this to go one. Issue the following statement..."

Within a half-hour the statement was being broadcast across international news networks and a message had been sent to the loyalist forces in The Infinite Crucible.

The Jensai government deplores the acts of terror and genocide that are being used against those loyal to the old government. We have pictures, taken from a sattilate that shopw the murder of over three hundred and fifty civilians.

The pictures are flashed on the screen, allowing those watching to see waht has happened. The statement continues:

The Jensai government has opened it's borders to any and all refugees from the Infinite Crucible fleeing the oppressive and genocidal chaos. We will also offer food, medicine, and shelter to any loyalist troops who feel they can no longer live and operate in the country. We are also prepared to offer armed assistance as a peace-keeping force to the Infinite Crucible's new government. This genocide cannot go on.

End of Statement.
The Infinite Crucible
21-06-2005, 00:39
Dr. James Violet hurriedly walked down a poorly lit hall in Aiden estate fallout shelter. The Aiden’s were one of the wealthiest families in the whole of The Infinite Crucible, and were also staunch loyalists. Their family had worked so closely with the old government that they even had a small group of government mercenaries that guarded their estate free of charge. This close connection with the government also made them fear that if a nuclear war were to ever occur, they may be targeted. This led them to create a fallout shelter that could very easily be compared to a government bunker. About a month before the Emperor stepped down they received many supplies that would allow the bunker to be used as a base of operations. It was clear that the Emperor knew that there was a possibility of devastating chaos, and that the loyalists may need a base of operations during the transition.

The estate was located in the southern prong of the World Spine about six hundred miles north of the city of Yorkhill, the province capitol. The estate grounds themselves encompassed many square miles, and a good deal of that space had tunnels under them, it was a truly massive structure.

Dr. Violet had just received news of the attack on the loyalist convoy. He needed to report this news to the other members of the former council to the Emperor. When the Emperor left power so did the many members of his council. The council had been quickly moved to the Aiden estate to avoid any possible assassinations. Dr. Violet had been the Minister of Xeno Affairs, an office very much like that of foreign affairs.

He opened the large metal door that led to the council chambers. “The convoy has been destroyed, everyone is dead,” he informed his fellow council members. Despite the gravity of situation they all kept their resolve.

“We knew there was a chance that this would happen, we must make the best of the situation,” a fellow council member responded.

Another member quickly asked, “Has there been any news from other nations, any statements made?”

Dr. Violet looked over at the man, “Only one so far, from a relatively small nation, Jensai, they have opened their borders to refugees and have offered support to the current government.”

The men nodded at this statement, it was pleasing. “I suggest we wait and see what the official government does on this, before we act ourselves, but anyone who feels the need to flee the country should be encouraged to stay,” he finished.

Once again the men nodded, and after a few brief moments they returned to the task of coordinating the loyalists.

Many miles away the same message was received by the new government. The newly elected President Rex Isenberg knew he had to take action. He quickly convened the also newly elected parliament and proposed to them that Jensai forces be allowed to help stabilize the nation. With an almost unanimous vote, Jensai forces were permitted to enter the country. The following message was sent as a reply.

Thank you for your proposed aid and the opening of your borders. We would like to inform you that you have permission to dispatch peace keeping troops to our nation. We prefer that your men use non lethal means to suppress the riots, but you have the right to also use lethal means if the situation requires. You will work in conjunction with the military here to help stabilize the lost areas. We wish we could aid you with more men, but the vat majority of our military and police force are unwilling to work with the new government and are acting on their own to save loyalists, or even worse, not acting at all. If you encounter loyalist soldiers in the field, be careful, they are highly xenophobic, but will most likely tolerate you if they see you are saving loyalists. You can use Fort Gregory on the border Isles as a base of operations. Along with this message is a map of our nation and the most chaotic areas. Once again thank you for your aid.

President Isenberg fell back into his large administrator chair and sighed. He hoped everything would work out. More memos and casualty reports were brought to his desk in minutes.

He sighed, “No rest for the wicked.”
Red Tide2
21-06-2005, 01:00
OOC:I hope the following is okay with you.
IC:
A non-descript port town in The Infinite Crucible...

Without any warning a freighter waving the Red Tidean flag pulled up to the docks. Men wearing ski masks and armed with M4A1 and G-36 Assualt Rifles walked down the planks. The Red Tide Mafia... had arrived.
The Infinite Crucible
21-06-2005, 01:12
OOC: Yea its fine so far, I would say it would be most logical for you to arrive at one of the outer most of the outer isles, as most other places have a pretty heavy navel presence. I should really post a map of my nation, if I can get it up on the internet
Jensai
21-06-2005, 01:22
"Mr. President, we have just recieved word from the Infinite government. We've recieved permission to dispatch peace-keeping troops to the country and they've given us a fort to use as a base of operations."

The aide tapped a few commands into his laptop and a large map appeared on the projection screen.

"Fort Gregory is located here."

A small green dot appeared and began flashing.

"While there are government troops here, here, and here trying to quell the rioting."

Several areas turned blue.

"There are loyalist troops at these locations. At the current moment they are doing nothing."

Several areas went yellow.

"The worst of the rioting is at these locations..."

A rather large portion of the map began flashing red. The president grimaced.

"As you ordered the troops we had on standby have been dispatched by airplane. The 12th Mechanized Infantry Regiment, the 5th Mechanized Infantry Regiment, the 1st Parachute Battalion, and the 3rd Mechanized Infantry Regiment. All together 6,300 troops, plus their 540 Geld Mk. II APCs and 60 LAV 'Wolf' scout vehicles. We've also attached the 2nd Transport Regiment from the airforce to them. THey're equipped with Black HAwks for transport capabilities. Finally the 1st Army Medical Battalion has gone to provide medical aid to those in need nad see to our own troops.The troops have been equipped with rubber bullets for their assualt rifles and beanbag shotgun rounds. The normal frag greandes have been replaced wiht flashbangs and tear gas. We have, of course, equipped them with gas masks and helmet visors. Some have been issued crowd control batons and we're hoping to get those to all of them by the time they are on the ground."

The aide paused for a moment, "We have normal issue ammunition on board the planes as well, in case things turn really nasty. They have orders to only use non-lethal force unless they are directly threatend by armed targets or if they have to defend others from attack."

The president nodded, "Good. Keep me updated."

"Yes, sir."

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Fort Gregory, Infinite Crucible
The first transport aircraft set down and the troops began to file out. ORders were barked and they began to set up a supply center and command post. The 2nd Transport arrived and several squads were taken out on recon missions to check out the area. As more transports landed the Fort turned into a hive of bustling activity.

General David Johen, an experienced career soldier with twenty-three years in the military was busy co-ordinating the controlled chaos.

"Do we have any intel on any hihg-rpofile loyailsts who might be targeted by those genocidal maniacs?" he asked.

"We have found some, so far sir. There's the Aiden family. They worked hand-in-hand with the old government and apparently have some sort of fall-out shelter. They're also being protected by loyalist mercanaries. THe only other one wee've been able to pull up is Dr. James Violet. We don't know much about him."

"Send a heliocopter out to the Aiden estate. Try to find the loyalists so we can get communications going with them.."