NationStates Jolt Archive


The Courier (Attn INTERPOL Members)

Kulikovia
16-02-2007, 20:46
Kulikovia, several decades ago was under the brutal regime of Chancellor Botha, a general who took control of the nation in a bid for power. He dissolved the democratic government and began to impose his will upon the people. Those who fought: died. Those who complied: Lived. Many people collaborated with him and his regime in an attempt to gain wealth and power. Thousands of citizens disappeared, thier property and omeny vanished with them. Members of the Botha Party thrived from the suffering. When Socialist insurgents backed by the government in exile began an open revolution, more perished in the war. Profeiters, collaborators, and ardent supporters fled when Socialist forces captured the capital city and restored democracy in the war-torn nation. To this day, many leaders of the former regime still live, under assumed names across the world and possibly still within Kulikovia. Botha, the great menace was executed with several top officals, but many still escaped justice. These traitors still support underground fascist organizations which seak to undermine the nation and bring about the old regime. Their attacks are random but rarely well calculated and harsh. But now, a new wave of terror rampages through the nation and a call for support from INTERPOL is sent out to bring the men behind the terrorists to justice.
Kulikovia
16-02-2007, 20:59
Joint MDS/MFS Warrant

Name: Gustav Allon
Age: 54
Height: 5'9''
Weight: 196lbs
Hair: Gray for most part with beard
Eyes: Gray
Crime: Gustav was once the Chief Director of the Economic Department. A department which conducted pillage operations against wealthy Kulikovian families. many of these families, the elite of Kulikovia were killed along with ethnic Slavs, a majority in Kulikovia. He laid the foundation for this doctrine of this pillageing and is said to have horded millions for himself. He now lives abroad, presumably in Argentina under an unknown name. He is wanted alive stand trial and account for his crimes.
Kulikovia
16-02-2007, 21:10
Jonensberg, Kulikovia

It was winter in the capital. A slight snowfall danced from the heavens and onto the ground. It was cold with a slight breeze. People continued to move up and down the streets going about their days. The Kulikovian Winter canbe brutal but this was nothing. A motorcade passed down the Avenue of the Proletariat. This street is the main street running through the city and along this route is the General Assembly, The Worker's Court, as well as The Chancellor's Residence. It was the political district that this motorcade traveled through. The politicians and foreign dignitaries all worked in this area. An area with state-of-the-art security measures. The Kulikovian Security Agency was the chief protector of this sector of the city. Inside the motorcade, Yosef Keppler, Chairman of the Senate's Intelligence Committee sat in the back of a limo, chatting on his cellphone. To his right, trusted aide Adrianna Janklow, a stunningly attractive woman with an equally enthrawling mind sat with a memo pad, jotting down information.
"Is Deputy Yankolov still able to meet this aftrenoon?" he asked
"Yes he will, sir" she responded quickly. It was a busy day, the streets filled with people. All of a sudden, a van pulled infront of the front security car. The door slid open and two men armed with ak-47's jumped out and riddled the vehicle with bullets, killing the detail inside. The men in the rear car began to respond to the situation, leaping out of the car and drawing their weapons. Then, a rpg rocket screeched through the air and hit the car, body parts and flaming metal flew everywhere. Keppler tried to call for aide with his phone but an assailant came around the side and attached a C4 charge on the limo and ran off. Within seconds, the limo was no more, consumed by fire. Only minutes later, the attackers were cut down in a hail of KSA agents. It was a daring and horriffic attack. Ambulances and security units arrived promptly to attend to the wounded.