NationStates Jolt Archive

It was a sunny day on the big blue. The large convoy of ships sailed steadily on towards the continent of Manium. As soon as Generian soldiers had landed Borman saw that it would too be in her interests to establish something.

General Markus Gracius Vornovokich walked the deck of the lead ship. He took a deep breath of the salt air, how he loved it. The sun shone brightly above him and little figures scurried along the decks completing basic tasks necessary for the ship. The general could easily see the large land form that had arisen in front of him. Off to his right, a good ways away, were Generian ships, still busy with their tasks.

Markus donned a deep toothy grin as an office approached him.

“We good to go?”

“Less than an hour sir.”

“Excellent. Prepare to unload, I want us off this ship and getting started as soon as possible.”
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In an hours passing the ships had come to shore. Bhalk-35 APCs rolled out of the transports. Many more machines and men followed. Supplies were unloaded as soldiers and workers got to work setting up makeshift buildings and tents so they could have somewhere to live while they constructed this colony.

Markus looked at all that was happening and muttered to himself. “Not much now, but it soon will be.”

It had been months on Manium, years even. Expanding, building, training, the colony was in full swing. The economy was coming all very well, not yet frighteningly well; but well on it's way there.

The colony was continuing to expand, a border with the allied nation of SafeHaven2 was desired and accomplished. However right over that lay one of the Empire's greatest enemies; Praetonia. With a deadly World War pitting the two against each other, only time could tell when war would erupt on the western half of the continent. An invasion tied into the WW was happening on the Eastern side, fortunately Borman's enemy was being invaded.

Tensions were rising.

Borman was one of the oldest players on Manium. They had created a large Manium colony and were working on expanding it in a conference bordering on not too peaceful. However Cordensa was going exponentially well. The largest of five colonies, by far, close to taking over one or two inactive colonies.

Peace had settled over Borman, a long dry peace that would soon crack. Allies of the empire very close to home were on the border of civil war, withint the week it would occur. A large ominous threat had formed and in addition native Maniums were yearning for independance. They began to compare themselves to the Americans and Britain and some started suggesting revolution, however it was still a minority.

Imperial soldiers were mobilized in all colonies but Manium and Cordensa to be pulled home for the war, here they were valued too highly. It was considered more should be deployed to dash any idea of rebellion during involvment in a foriegn war.

Cordensa was still expanding, more people, land, roads, dissent, and more need for soldiers. It was however largely self-sufficient, at least as much as any other soveriegn nation is; and so felt less need for Borman's watchful hand. War would come, sooner or later, war would come.

OOC: I cant see straight I'm so tired, might jump around and all.

"How you doin' James?"

"I'm fine Frank, and how are you?"

"Tired. All this constant expansion and all the tensions. There've been a couple bombings around the colony. I hear we're getting ready to hang the people directly responsible."

"Yeah, this small pissed off minority and is swaying the indifferent majority, not good at all."

As the two police men stood and talked a car across the street erupted in spouts of flame and metal. Civilians nearby were hurled into walls and bushes as lives instantly came to an end. Coffee shops and restaurants exploded with screams and horror as people flooded and out and away from the burning wreckage.

This area, like most of Cordensa, thought of the terrorist attacks as a distant reality, something happening elsewhere in the colony, but too far off to happen here. They were wrong.

The front hatch of the transport opened. A full corps of Borman Imperial regulars marched out, with Imperial Colonials guarding the port.

Tensions continued to rise, yet strangely, terrorist activities were slinking down. It seemed that as popular support got stronger and stronger for terrorist activities, the activites became less and less frequent.