Truitt
20-12-2005, 23:08
OOC: All OOC comments, even little snippets to go above or after IC posts, are to only be located in the OOC Thread, seen here (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?p=10132317#post10132317). I will be using this for my records so....yeah. The OOC Thread also includes information on each nation and all that good jazz.
IC:
A Brief History of the Middle West
In the year 1942, in the heat of three massive wars, one in Africa, an other in Asia, and a larger one in Europe, a region known as the Middle West, comprising of three land masses, Emeraldia, Afrikaa, and Astronomy, was colonized by two nations. Mexico, in an attempt to gain a mining front in the new world's economy, and Italy, the aggressor, placing a scar on the region that would never leave.
The region was split into three. Emeraldia was all Mexican, or commonly called Raptiorians (rap-tear-EE-ans), and prided itself in socialist democracies that were across the semi-independent island chains. Astronomy was all made of Italians, or Shireans (shy-RENs), and prided itself in colonial nationalism and resources beyond that of any nation on Earth. Finally there was Afrikaa, or the Dugese (DUHG-eez), from the native tribe Dugahh.
The Dugese and Raptiorians lived in peace together, even as Mexico gave independence to the regions freely due to lack of economic stability in Mexico. The Shireans, however, were a race that hated the other two, and commonly fought colonial border wars in a matter of months.
When the Italian Fascist Regime fell, so did the peninsula's grip on Astronomy, which was then called Osea, or the native language meaning "New."
The new state then fought war after war against the two other sides, until after many wars all three sides, meaning the whole region, united on February 19th, 1955, diplomatically with the executions of the Dugese and Raptiorian leaders at a meeting for peace.
The united region, called Truitt (The Republics of the United Independent Totalitarian Theocracy), soon became ran by the Truitti Mafia, headed by the Angelos, and followed by Shiffletts and Scarpatchios.
The region then collapsed once Communism and Fascism took hold politically in the Christian-Jew led Theocracy, and the civil war that started in 1981 that followed would not end until 1990, with the crime families, under the name of Fascism, took hold. Soon, the Jewitt Crime Family, a new family from Hamptonshire in the north, began working into politics and eventually gained a surprising political strong hold in the semi-American democracy placed by the Truitti Families.
In 1991, the Jewitt Crime Family established, under the control of Enzo Hetfield, a fully theocratic state. A single party democracy was announced, and Enzoism was established, based after his pure ideals of true Christians and Jews, known as the Judeo Race.
This caused the sides of Raptiorian, Dugese, and Shirean to fight once again. The Dugese were thought of as impure, being traced with Muslims and atheists, and eventually were targeted. The Raptiorians were targeted, despite their thick Catholic faiths, due to their political up-bringing being something known as Truittism, which was established right before the crime families took power and pretty much was an idealistic socialist democracy.
The sides fought, and soon a government like that of Oceania from 1984, an Orwellian Socialist State, was formed under Enzo Hetfield. The Raptiorian Federation, a group of small islands and a chunk of the main island in the Middle West being the only territory controlled by both three cultures, fought valiantly in the regions of Portshire, Windsong, and all over Emeraldia and Afrikaa, but was losing ground far too quickly.
Soon enough, Afrikaa fell, and Emeraldia was all that remained. The Middle West was about to fall to Hetfield, but fait had its way. A remarkable fighter pilot, then the age of eight due to draft and desperate times, was shot down over enemy airspace; Raptiorian airspace. This Shirean looked about as a P.O.W., his Dugese skin giving him off as an ally but his uniform showing enemy, and was soon re-entered into Raptiorian society where he was given the chance, under watch of a Raptic general, to lead a massive air campaign into Afrikaa, and the rest is history.
The boy, named Fonzi Jewitt, eventually, at age thirteen, become the leader of the Raptic Armed Forces, and soon enough reclaimed Afrikaa, but had lost all but a few bits of Emeraldia.
In a quick decision, Jewitt ordered a nuclear device to be dropped on an advancing army in Portshire. The Shireans did not have nuclear power at the time, and the Raptiorians only got it by a deal with the communists in Russia during the previous civil war.
Enzo Hetfield, fearful of a full-out nuclear attack in his homeland of Osea (named changed to Astronomy after this particular war), entered peace talks and, like Germany in both World Wars, was given little to no strengths or permissions.
The war had ended, and the region now had over eighty independent nations from the former three originally, mostly Island States, located all about. Three super powers still were located. The newly-independent Saavorship of Emeraldia, a Truittist-Utopian state, in Afrikaa and Osea, protected by the second super power, the former Raptiorian Federation, the Jewittist Republic, led by Fonzi Jewitt in a complex new democratic system called Jewittism located mostly in Emeraldia.
The other superpower, located only in a small section of Osea, was The First Orbita of Osea, or commonly referred to today as Osea or The Osean Rule. It had a weak everything, from political structure to economy. The war ended in 1998.
It eventually gained power, expanding into Africa and the Indian Ocean, and eventually gaining strongholds in a territory in the Pacific known as the Sparty Island Chain, and even holding onto a gold-rich Mattian Province located in Africa.
The Osean Rule was slowly becoming a powerful state and had an economy that had ratings far over Frightening or any other economic scale, a forced patriotism under a capitalist-Truittist Orwellian state slowly placed into action over the years till 2007, and its stockpiles of resources could last it independent from foreign trade and even losing a good chunk of its manufacturing power for three years. It had the largest population in the world, six billion and growing, and its military had a strong bit of influence.
The Jewittist Republic was attempting to create an idealistic Jewittist State while the Osean Rule gained momentum. It had downsized its military which could have easily stopped the Oseans until just recently, and was also lowering government spending and defence budgeting.
The Emeraldian States were defenceless unless the Jewittists aided them, and their people had no technology, but were kept care of, and it was nearly a perfect communist state.
The other many independents across the region created the Truitti Politika, a thick organization for former Truitti nations to join. Eventually the Jewittist Republic and what little government hat Emeraldians had also joined. Osea followed suit to gain the technological advances it was making and commonly trading to all nations in the organization.
The Truitti Politika became a stronger and more influencial United Nations in the region, and soon became one of the strongest and most member-filled organization on the planet.
The Politika had made regulations on everyone, and their limitations, depending on the their positions after the Truitti callapse, the name given to the last civil war that ended a glorious super nation. Of course, Osea was given the most limitations due to their agressiveness, and being heavily populated by radical Shireans.
Times had changed, many thought, and ignored the Oseans, until now.
Oured, Capital of the Osean Rule
A meeting as well underway, and the head of the meeting stood, as with the rest, at the head of a finely polished redwood table seating thirty. At the head was Enzo Hetfield, and non-captured "Chancellor" of Osea. His face showed no age, but a troublesome past. It had no wrinkles, and no darkness from tiering. He loved his work, even though it ment destruction. He had no problem with it, he loved the smell of rotting bodies.
"Mi amigos, I believe the end of days is near, eh?" He said as the meeting came to a close. They had been discussing a war strategy against the Emeraldians. They had planned such attacks in the past, and they have all gone down in smoke when the days went on coming up to the eployment point because of paranoia of the Jewittists and the Politika.
The Chancellor was not a stubborn man, he knew an attack on Emeraldia would mean a coalition by the entire Politika against him, and he knew that the Jewittist would love to attack them again, even though this time he had the upper hand, and in no way could lose.
Everyone smiled and left. Simpley put, it was nothing. Planning war and destruction was in his name. He had killed off every single non-Shirean, and had a gruesome past. He had Shirean men have intercourse with foreign women who came under his control after the months and some years of imperialism, and once they gave birth they were killed, and then a child was born who was Shirean.
He also had ordered out murders of anyone older than four years of age. If they could not remember their parents being killed, than how would they fight against their new-found master? Over a hundred million had died either due to war casualties or executions. The international community were unaware of it, since most of the bodies were burned and then used as energy to charge up batteries for cars and GameBoys.
He was the ultimate leader, the perfect waring nation, and nothing could stand in his way if he wanted the world. His population who supported him was that of the world only a hundred years ago anyways, and it could not have changed much.
His faced trailed to the window, where the sun light shone on his pale Truitti face. It showed hatrid in his eyes with no sunlight reflecting, and his face had a stirn smile. Pure love for what he did, destruction.
He was preparing to leave for a meeting at the Politika, which he was sad to know still was basing its meetings in Raptior, the capital of the Jewittist Republic. What was to happen when he got there, would be something to talk about besides economic problems in the Dugese nations.
Osean Yuke Fence
A massive wall made of steel and brick broke an island in the middle of the area of Astronomy in the Middle West. It broke the island in half, and it marked the only island to be shared by the Emeraldians and Oseans.
The wall was a surprise, since nothing was on the island but a few towns. That was changing as aircraft of heavy fuselages roared across, their jet and propellar-fed engines disturbing the little peace on the small Long Island-sized mass above the Sea of Dugahh, which seperated Astronomy and Afrikaa.
The planes dropped off men dressed in heavy battlesuits, thick holdings for the tropical climate, holes scattered about with thicker Puffvar below.
They carried the newest rifle of the Truitti Politika, the OSIR, and the leaders obviously carried the OSIRE. Iskra and Mekhev tanks, Soviet Bloc designs, barreled out of their cargo planes.
Fighter jets and bombers, all colored black, flew all over the place. Artillery, a favorite of the Oseans, was in the hundreds for just a small little island.
The entire eastern side of the island was stockpiled like a military stronghold in just less than an hour, with no time for the Jewittists to even do their usual satellite watch or the Emeraldians to even care.
The meeting at the Truitti Politika had to have begun when the artillery, lined up in Colonial Tactics, fired down their line, one after the other, in a series of 155mm hellfire.
The wall was destroyed in just that first onslaughter, and as over a hundred 155mm towed artillery, being dragged by the Iskra Light Battle Tanks, rumbled staggeringly over the wall's remains, the smoke not yet cleared, men tumbled over the rock and brick, ordered to shoot anything alive on that side of the wall.
Some Dugese Emeraldians looked out of their homes, some in small fields looked out, but soon met their death as rounds flew into their skulls as infantrymen ran past.
In less than an hour of the wall falling, the entire population of the island was cut in half, that one side being totally gone. The island was the first of many to be taken from the Emeraldians, the ones who had disgraced them long before.
Military operations began all across the Oseat Osean and Emeraldian Osean near points, as thousands to even millions of soldiers and vehicles took to the islands in invasionary fasion.
The fleets of Osea stayed in their usual paths, but the T-Boats (Submarines) began their routes to block off islands they were attacking.
The region was at war again, and this time a single nuclear attack will not end it all, because all sides were prepared for such attacks.
IC:
A Brief History of the Middle West
In the year 1942, in the heat of three massive wars, one in Africa, an other in Asia, and a larger one in Europe, a region known as the Middle West, comprising of three land masses, Emeraldia, Afrikaa, and Astronomy, was colonized by two nations. Mexico, in an attempt to gain a mining front in the new world's economy, and Italy, the aggressor, placing a scar on the region that would never leave.
The region was split into three. Emeraldia was all Mexican, or commonly called Raptiorians (rap-tear-EE-ans), and prided itself in socialist democracies that were across the semi-independent island chains. Astronomy was all made of Italians, or Shireans (shy-RENs), and prided itself in colonial nationalism and resources beyond that of any nation on Earth. Finally there was Afrikaa, or the Dugese (DUHG-eez), from the native tribe Dugahh.
The Dugese and Raptiorians lived in peace together, even as Mexico gave independence to the regions freely due to lack of economic stability in Mexico. The Shireans, however, were a race that hated the other two, and commonly fought colonial border wars in a matter of months.
When the Italian Fascist Regime fell, so did the peninsula's grip on Astronomy, which was then called Osea, or the native language meaning "New."
The new state then fought war after war against the two other sides, until after many wars all three sides, meaning the whole region, united on February 19th, 1955, diplomatically with the executions of the Dugese and Raptiorian leaders at a meeting for peace.
The united region, called Truitt (The Republics of the United Independent Totalitarian Theocracy), soon became ran by the Truitti Mafia, headed by the Angelos, and followed by Shiffletts and Scarpatchios.
The region then collapsed once Communism and Fascism took hold politically in the Christian-Jew led Theocracy, and the civil war that started in 1981 that followed would not end until 1990, with the crime families, under the name of Fascism, took hold. Soon, the Jewitt Crime Family, a new family from Hamptonshire in the north, began working into politics and eventually gained a surprising political strong hold in the semi-American democracy placed by the Truitti Families.
In 1991, the Jewitt Crime Family established, under the control of Enzo Hetfield, a fully theocratic state. A single party democracy was announced, and Enzoism was established, based after his pure ideals of true Christians and Jews, known as the Judeo Race.
This caused the sides of Raptiorian, Dugese, and Shirean to fight once again. The Dugese were thought of as impure, being traced with Muslims and atheists, and eventually were targeted. The Raptiorians were targeted, despite their thick Catholic faiths, due to their political up-bringing being something known as Truittism, which was established right before the crime families took power and pretty much was an idealistic socialist democracy.
The sides fought, and soon a government like that of Oceania from 1984, an Orwellian Socialist State, was formed under Enzo Hetfield. The Raptiorian Federation, a group of small islands and a chunk of the main island in the Middle West being the only territory controlled by both three cultures, fought valiantly in the regions of Portshire, Windsong, and all over Emeraldia and Afrikaa, but was losing ground far too quickly.
Soon enough, Afrikaa fell, and Emeraldia was all that remained. The Middle West was about to fall to Hetfield, but fait had its way. A remarkable fighter pilot, then the age of eight due to draft and desperate times, was shot down over enemy airspace; Raptiorian airspace. This Shirean looked about as a P.O.W., his Dugese skin giving him off as an ally but his uniform showing enemy, and was soon re-entered into Raptiorian society where he was given the chance, under watch of a Raptic general, to lead a massive air campaign into Afrikaa, and the rest is history.
The boy, named Fonzi Jewitt, eventually, at age thirteen, become the leader of the Raptic Armed Forces, and soon enough reclaimed Afrikaa, but had lost all but a few bits of Emeraldia.
In a quick decision, Jewitt ordered a nuclear device to be dropped on an advancing army in Portshire. The Shireans did not have nuclear power at the time, and the Raptiorians only got it by a deal with the communists in Russia during the previous civil war.
Enzo Hetfield, fearful of a full-out nuclear attack in his homeland of Osea (named changed to Astronomy after this particular war), entered peace talks and, like Germany in both World Wars, was given little to no strengths or permissions.
The war had ended, and the region now had over eighty independent nations from the former three originally, mostly Island States, located all about. Three super powers still were located. The newly-independent Saavorship of Emeraldia, a Truittist-Utopian state, in Afrikaa and Osea, protected by the second super power, the former Raptiorian Federation, the Jewittist Republic, led by Fonzi Jewitt in a complex new democratic system called Jewittism located mostly in Emeraldia.
The other superpower, located only in a small section of Osea, was The First Orbita of Osea, or commonly referred to today as Osea or The Osean Rule. It had a weak everything, from political structure to economy. The war ended in 1998.
It eventually gained power, expanding into Africa and the Indian Ocean, and eventually gaining strongholds in a territory in the Pacific known as the Sparty Island Chain, and even holding onto a gold-rich Mattian Province located in Africa.
The Osean Rule was slowly becoming a powerful state and had an economy that had ratings far over Frightening or any other economic scale, a forced patriotism under a capitalist-Truittist Orwellian state slowly placed into action over the years till 2007, and its stockpiles of resources could last it independent from foreign trade and even losing a good chunk of its manufacturing power for three years. It had the largest population in the world, six billion and growing, and its military had a strong bit of influence.
The Jewittist Republic was attempting to create an idealistic Jewittist State while the Osean Rule gained momentum. It had downsized its military which could have easily stopped the Oseans until just recently, and was also lowering government spending and defence budgeting.
The Emeraldian States were defenceless unless the Jewittists aided them, and their people had no technology, but were kept care of, and it was nearly a perfect communist state.
The other many independents across the region created the Truitti Politika, a thick organization for former Truitti nations to join. Eventually the Jewittist Republic and what little government hat Emeraldians had also joined. Osea followed suit to gain the technological advances it was making and commonly trading to all nations in the organization.
The Truitti Politika became a stronger and more influencial United Nations in the region, and soon became one of the strongest and most member-filled organization on the planet.
The Politika had made regulations on everyone, and their limitations, depending on the their positions after the Truitti callapse, the name given to the last civil war that ended a glorious super nation. Of course, Osea was given the most limitations due to their agressiveness, and being heavily populated by radical Shireans.
Times had changed, many thought, and ignored the Oseans, until now.
Oured, Capital of the Osean Rule
A meeting as well underway, and the head of the meeting stood, as with the rest, at the head of a finely polished redwood table seating thirty. At the head was Enzo Hetfield, and non-captured "Chancellor" of Osea. His face showed no age, but a troublesome past. It had no wrinkles, and no darkness from tiering. He loved his work, even though it ment destruction. He had no problem with it, he loved the smell of rotting bodies.
"Mi amigos, I believe the end of days is near, eh?" He said as the meeting came to a close. They had been discussing a war strategy against the Emeraldians. They had planned such attacks in the past, and they have all gone down in smoke when the days went on coming up to the eployment point because of paranoia of the Jewittists and the Politika.
The Chancellor was not a stubborn man, he knew an attack on Emeraldia would mean a coalition by the entire Politika against him, and he knew that the Jewittist would love to attack them again, even though this time he had the upper hand, and in no way could lose.
Everyone smiled and left. Simpley put, it was nothing. Planning war and destruction was in his name. He had killed off every single non-Shirean, and had a gruesome past. He had Shirean men have intercourse with foreign women who came under his control after the months and some years of imperialism, and once they gave birth they were killed, and then a child was born who was Shirean.
He also had ordered out murders of anyone older than four years of age. If they could not remember their parents being killed, than how would they fight against their new-found master? Over a hundred million had died either due to war casualties or executions. The international community were unaware of it, since most of the bodies were burned and then used as energy to charge up batteries for cars and GameBoys.
He was the ultimate leader, the perfect waring nation, and nothing could stand in his way if he wanted the world. His population who supported him was that of the world only a hundred years ago anyways, and it could not have changed much.
His faced trailed to the window, where the sun light shone on his pale Truitti face. It showed hatrid in his eyes with no sunlight reflecting, and his face had a stirn smile. Pure love for what he did, destruction.
He was preparing to leave for a meeting at the Politika, which he was sad to know still was basing its meetings in Raptior, the capital of the Jewittist Republic. What was to happen when he got there, would be something to talk about besides economic problems in the Dugese nations.
Osean Yuke Fence
A massive wall made of steel and brick broke an island in the middle of the area of Astronomy in the Middle West. It broke the island in half, and it marked the only island to be shared by the Emeraldians and Oseans.
The wall was a surprise, since nothing was on the island but a few towns. That was changing as aircraft of heavy fuselages roared across, their jet and propellar-fed engines disturbing the little peace on the small Long Island-sized mass above the Sea of Dugahh, which seperated Astronomy and Afrikaa.
The planes dropped off men dressed in heavy battlesuits, thick holdings for the tropical climate, holes scattered about with thicker Puffvar below.
They carried the newest rifle of the Truitti Politika, the OSIR, and the leaders obviously carried the OSIRE. Iskra and Mekhev tanks, Soviet Bloc designs, barreled out of their cargo planes.
Fighter jets and bombers, all colored black, flew all over the place. Artillery, a favorite of the Oseans, was in the hundreds for just a small little island.
The entire eastern side of the island was stockpiled like a military stronghold in just less than an hour, with no time for the Jewittists to even do their usual satellite watch or the Emeraldians to even care.
The meeting at the Truitti Politika had to have begun when the artillery, lined up in Colonial Tactics, fired down their line, one after the other, in a series of 155mm hellfire.
The wall was destroyed in just that first onslaughter, and as over a hundred 155mm towed artillery, being dragged by the Iskra Light Battle Tanks, rumbled staggeringly over the wall's remains, the smoke not yet cleared, men tumbled over the rock and brick, ordered to shoot anything alive on that side of the wall.
Some Dugese Emeraldians looked out of their homes, some in small fields looked out, but soon met their death as rounds flew into their skulls as infantrymen ran past.
In less than an hour of the wall falling, the entire population of the island was cut in half, that one side being totally gone. The island was the first of many to be taken from the Emeraldians, the ones who had disgraced them long before.
Military operations began all across the Oseat Osean and Emeraldian Osean near points, as thousands to even millions of soldiers and vehicles took to the islands in invasionary fasion.
The fleets of Osea stayed in their usual paths, but the T-Boats (Submarines) began their routes to block off islands they were attacking.
The region was at war again, and this time a single nuclear attack will not end it all, because all sides were prepared for such attacks.