NationStates Jolt Archive

Two nations have laid in wait for many spans of time. Two nations have developed economically and politically to such a degree, that their only competition that remained was their equal counterparts. For many years, the two ancient powers of eras long passed fueded over ideas, beliefs, and policies - how ignorant they were. How ignorant two rulers - two dictators - were to believe that such ideals would seperate their goals for an eternity. How ignorant they were to try and fight the attraction and lust of power, fame, and fortune. How ignorant they were to believe that the lust for a place in history would not bring them to the same road. They have changed, they have matured - oh how they have.

This vivacious, virulent lust would eventual lead the super-powers to the same path. This path, culminating in a unification, was planned for many weeks - naw months - before such an event would be held. The world would stand as witness as the two most tyrannical states in contemporary history would stand abreast, arms locked, and guns cocked. The world would come to fear the Parents of Oppression, the Grandchildren of the Great Wars, and the Disciples of Tyranny.

As their plans came to pass, three great rings of a magnificent circus would be built: one over the river, one through the woods, and the last on the road. The latter built from stone and stilts in the center of the globe's great fork. A great international city built to exemplify their goals, ideas, and power itself. A project meant to surpass any foolish construction plans thought of in the knave minds of Stalin and Hitler. A new age of oppressive justice, despotic love, and tyrannical enlightenment.

Yet, this unification and form of unity will never bring enlightenment to the masses, love for one another, or justice to those who suffer injustices. It would only bring the enlightenment of those within, the love of the Patriarchs, and the destruction of justice on all fields. It would bring the dawn of a new era. The dawn of a new age of complete repression. The Two States would bring down all that the great freedom fighters ever fought for.

The Two States are Roach-Busters and Laurasia...
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Roach-Busters City, Roach-Busters
1:06 A.M.
May 21, 2006 - Unification Day

The streets were filled with laughter and love. Great posters and television screens showing the Generalissimo (Roach-Busterian dictator) and Father (Laurasian dictatorial oligarch) shaking hands and hugging adorned nearly every corner. Loudspeakers spouted endless streams of propaganda and hope. "For Papa! For Father!" would become the rallying call for the day as the rallies and parties began early that morning.

Floodlights filled the streets with such illumination, that one could believe it was day. Roach-Busterian soldiers marched through the streets adorned with many weapons and riding atop their armored vehicles. Men and women stormed the streets with their children, shaking and waving both Roach-Busterian and Laurasian flags. Small Scouts carried pictures of "Cancer Man" through the streets, carried upon their father's shoulders.

The day was just beginning. The streets were just beginning to get crowded. People from all over made their pilgrimage to the capital of the great Stratocracy. Just as the entire population of the magnificent city would awake, their televisions clicked on and the loudspeakers released a massive siren of noise - time for the daily announcements.

A man of middle-age tone and respect began to speak, "Ladies, gentlemen, and children, I would like to congratulate each and every one of you," announced what quickly became known as the Generalissimo.

"You have made great strides in the past years," announced the new voice - Father,"and Papa and I wish to congratulate you for that."

"For without you, none of this would be possible."

"Without you, each and every one of us would be still at the bottom of the ladder like so many Pacitalians and Sarzonians."

"No longer, brothers and sisters, children and elderly, will we sit in the sidelines and not take our rightful claim to power. We both would like to announce the Unification of the Two States of Laurasia and Roach-Busters."

They began to speak in unison, "Today is hereby declared Unification Day and will mark the uniting of Roach-Busters and Laurasia as a tightly woven confederation of states. Today will be filled with great celebrations, rallies, and parades until this evening - at midnight - on Unity Island that the official Unity Ceremony will be carried out. We hope that your pride will keep you lively throughout the ceremonies and great shows. Remember, Papa and Father are watching you!" The loudspeakers clicked off, and slowly a new anthem simply titled "Unity" began to play - the joint anthem for the Laurasian - Roach-Busterian Confederation...

Eutopia, Laurasia

The streets were conspicuously clean. The roads were paved smoother than the silky fur of a kitten. Not a scrap of litter was on the sparkling, scrupulously sanitized sidewalks. The air was perfectly clear, delicious, and fresh, completely devoid of pollutants. The entire city had an aura of tranquility. Everywhere one turned, citizens silently, serenely, obediently went about their duties, their guileless faces betraying no emotion other than a potent mix of love and fear toward the man they worshipped as a god, Father. They were woefully naïve, oblivious to the fact that they were enchained, body, mind, and soul, to the iron heel of a police state that would have made George Orwell blush. The city exhuded beauty and order and luster. Yet it was too perfect. Almost terrifyingly so. Like a utopia- or rather, distopia- of another world. Father's presence was all-pervasive. His omniscient, omnipotent persona loomed on every billboard, every sign, in every state-run store window, even on the apparrel of children. Loudspeakers and radioes constantly bombarded citizens with an endless stream of propaganda bordering on religious fanaticism, instilling in them an undying, unquestioning, mindless devotion to the man they believed to be the savior of humanity.

Today, this enigmatic, controversial man, who had earned his share of avid admirers and wrathful enemies, stepped atop a podium to address a crowd of millions. His image was broadcast on every television channel. Laurasians slaving away under the all-seeing eyes of their captors paused, turned, their eyes and ears glued to their Father, attuned to every word. By their millions, they lined up in methodical, almost military formation, without even the tiniest sound. The silence was haunting, almost deafening.

Surveying the vast crowds with his piercing, hypnotic, intense eyes, Father began speaking, in a gentle, well-composed, soothing voice. "My children," he said, his demeanor soft, paternal, comforting. "For years you have experienced bountiful happiness upon my enlightened despotism. I have shown you, and I alone, that freedom, that philosophy advanced by our sworn enemies, is indeed slavery. Freedom takes away stability, causing the populace to succumb to fear, to lose control over his destiny, forcing him to submit to armed gangs and suffer disorder, fear, and chaos. But children, my beautiful children." A handsome smile crossed his face. "We have eliminated fear. We have eliminated sadness. We have eliminated weakness. You live in ignorance, without a care in the world, and are happy, proud, strong, united. Ignorance is strength. Through war and revolution, we have eradicated our enemies, and ushered forth peace. War is peace. And we have liberated you all from the slavery of democracy and freedom. You stand in unison, tall, and proud, watched over by a loving Father who lets no harm befall you. Yet, every child needs a pair of parents, rather than a single figure. Bow and pay homage to your second father, your Papa, Generalissimo J.L.!" Father unveiled a tall, gleaming, solid gold statue of J.L. "Father and Papa will save mankind. They will save us all from democracy, peace, and love. We will persevere, and we will triumph! Together, let us all free our hate!"

As the crowd cheered ecstatically, the anthem, "Free Your Hate," began blaring from loudspeakers, entrancing the citizens and compelling them to sing in sync with the lyrics.

"Free Your Hate!"

Roach-Buster City, Roach Busters
2:33 P.M.
May 21, 2006 - Unification Day

The streets were filled to the brim. Nomads from the far reaches of the Imperium all marched with legs locked toward the rallying-centre in the central portion of Eutopia's sister city. Soldiers and civilians marched in unison down every street and through every alley. No longer was there a division between military and civilians - they were one. An ideal stratocratic, proto-fascist state that denied human emotions, completely annihilated the very concepts that breed dissent and allied with its only remaining competition - this went for both of the Sister States (Laurasia, perhaps, being the first state to succeed in such levels of oppression so efficiently).

Each Roach-Busterian was marching to the center of the city to finally meet Papa himself. He, along with the fabled "Cancer Man", were awaiting to make a massive speech signifying the acceptance of the Roach-Busterian wing of UNITY. The counterparts of the state were almost certainly to do the same; all preparing for the great Unification Ceremony later in the evening - a ceremony that would mark the beginning of the end for democratic society (an idea which was already being embraced by third party allies of Laurasia and Roach-Busters).

As each and every citizen of RB City marched, rode, or ran along side the military's many tanks and armoured personnel carries, Papa began to step onto the stage, his large hands gripping the top of the podium. His denizens began to file in by the thousands into the massive center of the city. Massive draperies in the design of the Roach-Busterian flag alternating with that of the Laurasian one fell in a vertical manner behind the Generalissimo. Beside the Generalissimo stood the gentelmen loving referred to as "Cancer Man", and to his left stood a man many Roach-Busterians hadn't seen in ages: Chue Vang. The Generalissimo cleared his throat, and finally began his speech...

"Roach-Busterians, I congratulate you. At last peace reigns in the heart of man. At last war is but a word whose meaning fades from our understanding. At last, we are whole. Roach-Busterians, there is a disease in the heart of man. Its symptom is hate. Its symptom is anger. Its symptom is rage. Its symptom is war. The disease is human emotion. But Roach-Busterians, I congratulate you, for there is a cure for this disease. At the cost of the dizzying highs of human emotion, we have suppressed its abysmal lows. And you, as a society, have embraced this cure. Dystorium. Now we are at peace with ourselves and human kind is one. War is gone. Hate, a memory. We are our own conscience now, and it is this conscience that guides us to rate EC-10 (as our Laurasian bretheren have done), for emotional content, all those things that might tempt us to feel, again, and destroy them. Roach-Busterians, you have won. Against all odds, and your own natures. You, have, survived.

"Like our Laurasian bretheren, we have been given a true cure: Dystorium. With the help of our brothers and sisters, no longer will we suffer under the boot of human emotion, under the tyrannical grasp of hate and fear, no longer will we suffer from the things that caused such distrust and rage in the ancient millenia long passed.

"Dystorium - The great nepenthe. Opiate of our masses. Glue of our great society. Salve and salvation, it has delivered us from pathos, from sorrow, the deepest chasms of melancholy and hate. With it, we anesthetize grief, annihilate jealousy, obliterate rage. Those sister impulses towards joy, love, and elation are anesthetized in stride, we accept as fair sacrifice. For we have accepted the fact that order does not come without sacrifice. Peace does not come without sacrifice. Security does not come without sacrifice. Each and every one of my children must be willing to sacrifice themselves for their fellow Roach-Busterians and Laurasian bretheren. Without this unity, without this alliance, neither of us would succeed.

"Thus, my great children, we gladly pay the price and unite under a single banner: order, security, and law. We walk hand in hand with Laurasians as we all march toward the same goal: order, security, and law. Thus, my children, unite we must and unite we will! Order! Security! Law!"

As he finished, the hundreds of loudspeakers and telescreens across the city began to pound out the Roach-Busterian anthem. The anthem would end and a recording of Papa shouting, "Order! Security! Law!" would play before the anthem would begin playing again. Artillery shells and tank rounds flew through the air to honor the ceremony. All of this occuring as the Roach-Busterian Papa would prepare to take flight and soon land on the symbol of the demise of free society worldwide...

Unity Island

By the hundreds of thousands, soldiers of both Roach-Busters and Laurasia marched in perfect unison, in completely symmetrical rows, in meticulous formation. They marched toward two 10 story-tall solid gold statues, constructed of Father and Papa, performing a brotherly embrace, above a plaque which read, "Strength through unity. Unity through faith."

Before the statues, behind a podium, former Minister of State Security Chia Neng Lee, whom many believed to be in prison, addressed an assembled crowd, bombarding them with nationalistic, pro-totalitarianism slogans, as the crowd chanted in unison, "Free your hate! Free your hate!"

Lee smiled, and added his signature to a decree formalizing the unification. He handed the golden pen to his Laurasian counterpart to do the same.

Unity City, Unity Island, Somewhere in the Central-North Atlantic
12:01 A.M
May 22, 2006 - Unification Ceremony

Unity Island: a massive, artificial island constructed by the Laurasian Army Corps of Engineers and the Roach-Busterian ACE for the purpose of glorifying the newly made Unified Confederation of the Sister States. The island was planned to be used as an international city for both cultural travel and economic prosperity. However, this evening, it would be used to announce the uniting of the Two States into one magnificent, oppressive state.

The bell released a massive tone as the massive unified statues of Father and Papa upholding the giant instrument of sound rang. Cheers erupted from the crowds far below as the Unification Ceremony officially began. All of the parties had already signed the document and officially, UNITY was official - this was just celebrations and facades. All across the Sister States celebrations rang out as concert performers such as Marilyn Manson, Rammstein, and Cannibal Corpse (all most likely forced to play under penalty of death) all celebrated the uniting of empires in which they once defamed.

As the celebrations continued, loudspeakers clicked on and a new anthem - the anthem titled “Unity” - began playing. The crowds began to stir to a quiet roar as massive sirens began to sound. Huge spotlights clicked on and glared to the base of the massive statues. Large flags in the new design (http://img131.imageshack.us/img131/4517/unity5kv.png) specifically made for UNITY dropped down beside the statues. As the populations attention was drawn to the flags, Father and Papa stepped on stage.

The sirens went to a dull roar before slowly dying. Father and Papa stood upright, the Generalissimo’s hands behind his back. As they stood, Chue Vang (once in exile in Laurasia after his expulsion from Roach-Busters for inciting homeland violence), “Cancer Man”, Robert Pacitania, Yusuf Amin (CEO of the Laurasian controlled TriPetal Corporation), Dr. Sutler (CEO of Carpathian Global), Selene Seagrove (lover of Father), Dr. Minovsky, Hashim al Farik, Anastasio Latimer (son of the Generalissimo), Alfredo Latimer, Donald McRaven (director of B.A.D.G.E.), and Cody Jennings (Chief of General Staff for Roach-Busters) all lined up behind them, each standing taunt with their hands behind their backs. All the while, Laurasian and Roach-Busterian soldiers began to infiltrate the crowd in key points, preparing for a surprise yet to be revealed.

Father slowly gripped the large podium as the spotlights adorned him and his detail. He slowly lowered his head, obscuring the view of the crowd upon his face, allowing him to sneak a mild smirk before he began speaking. His head rose and he elevated his right palm skyward, giving signal for the crowds to erupt. The crowds did just that, they began chanting, “Strength through unity. Unity through faith,” and, “Free your hate!” over and over again, their hands raised with their wrists over one another, slamming against the other.

Father slowly lowered his palm, darting his eyes back, signifying exactly how much control he had. He stood upright, and began to speak, “My children, you have won. Through your determination and sacrifice, you have saved yourselves from the horror and tragedy that the Nethers [name for the non-Laurasian or Roach-Busterian world] suffer from. No longer do you live under the fear of war or hatred. You have gladly given up your freedoms [this phrase received many cheers and cries and yet more Laurasian salutes] for security, law, order, and peace. War is peace!

“Children from abroad, I welcome you with all of my Laurasian hospitality. We thank you all for joining your brethren here under a single banner - the banner of UNITY! [Father raised his hands quickly at the statement before slamming them down in a style reminiscent of Hitler’s orations.] This banner is meant to bring peace and the destruction of freedom - the vile ideology of the mobs - to the world. Remember my children, my dearest children of the world, freedom is slavery! [Yet more cheering.]

“You have sacrificed intelligence for ignorance. You have sacrificed so much simply to obtain ‘peace’: your emotions, your freedom, your very knowledge of what will occur the next day. [A heartfelt mob of women shouted “We love you Father!” from the right of the stage.] No longer do you act as the hordes of ‘freedom lovers’ and ‘sense offenders’ - you act as a superior force that does not bow to any inferior heathen. This has given you true strength. Remember, ignorance is strength!

“Children, with the great help of Papa, me and my compatriots have come to the conclusion, that this great tyrannical security must be defended at all costs. Thus, we have created the Unified Confederation of the Sister States of Roach-Busters and Laurasia - more commonly referred to as simply UNITY. [Members of the crowd began chanting, “Order! Security! Law! Unity!”] Along with UNITY, a defensive force must be constructed in order to defend the great Confederation. Thus, without further adieu, we give you, the United Inquisitional Forces!”

As Father ended his sentence, the pre-placed Laurasian and Roach-Busterian soldiers began separating the massive crowds. As the crowds separated, the first view (http://img104.imageshack.us/img104/9158/wowultimatecppicture9et.jpg) of the Inquisition came to light: large, at least seven foot-tall soldiers adorned in black trench-coats and armor began marching in goose-step formation down the several rows between the crowd. Each soldier wore a dome-styled helmet uncannily familiar to those of the former Waffen-SS of Nazi Germany. Each mask was accompanied by a large, red-eyed gas mask that seemed to almost cut into the flesh of the soldiers that wore them. On the hips of each soldier was a massive machine gun that they carried upright as their backs bent back, their eyes gazing towards the statues of Papa and Father.

This new sight was too much. The crowd began to break. “Dystorium daze” was beginning to wear down. Shouts and screams of terror began to elevate along with cries of “tyrant”, “death to Father”, and other heretical screams.

“These forces are being amassed in order to defend the Confederation and tyrannical security, order, and law from the likes of freedom, liberty, and chaos. [A cry of, “Death to Father and Papa!” reached the groups ears.]”

Father was interrupted by “Cancer Man” and Vang, both who believed it was time to engage Protocol 9066; the order was given. The group were taken from the stage by a detail of Inquisitional Forces and Protocol 9066 was initiated. As the shock troops stood amongst the crowd, knocking down the rebels who attempted to attack the stage as they fell from their Dystorium high, a sudden wave of electro-magnetic energy flew from the base of the tower. The wave flew through the crowd, causing each and every civilian to drop to the ground. Protocol 9066 was an emergency order given to initiate a dosage of nerve stapling.

Later that day, the rally grounds were finally cleared and members of the crowd were interrogated, tortured, mind-wiped (or broken), and given new dosages of Dystorium. As the news of the ability of the shock troops to break the Dystorium veil reach the Council, orders were given to enhance certain ingredients of the drug in order to insure it would never occur again.

So shall it be done...