CAS Nuclear Apocalypse Aftermath (CAS Only)

[Scotatrova]

"Sir, we received another message!"
"From where now?"
"Barboneia"
The president then sent Barboneia a message

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Amazing that Barboneia has made it. We have suffered heavy numbers. The entire states of Ibaea and Atalon in the South that had populations of over 400 million people remain devastated while the state of Cortana in the North houses the nation's remaining population.Hopefully our governments can rebuild.

[Confederation of imperial states]

After the government moved to the unaffected Northern city of Agon, the president and many others noticed that the North was not hit as hard as the rest of the nation. Since the South is so heavily populated it might explain why so many cities were devastated. Even though the North was not hit some areas are full of radiation and fallout lingering from the South.

The nearby city of Ugion was hit by 3 nuclear weapons which wiped the city out in the blink of an eye. All that is left is the remains of former large city. Buildings were reduced to their metal skeletons only leaving reduced metal husks and thousands upon thousands of skeletons litter the streets.

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Ugion's remains

For the survival of their people, President Gabriel Marquez sent out a message to look for any other nations that had survived the nuclear fire. He heard on several news stations in the beginning that several nations had not received any blasts but that was before the power and water went out across the nation.

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This is Gabriel Marquez,President of Scotatrova. I send this broadcast out to any other surviving nations out there. We here in Scotatrova's North have survived and are thriving. Please, if anyone else survived this catastrophe, respond. We have made it. I repeat, Scotatrova has made it through.

the Scotatrovan information statiosn recieved a scratchy message that was heard by the telecommunicators:

"the Russian nation is ALIVE, Our military is Strong, Our People are Stronf, And we are Strong. The New russian empire has Risen out of the ashes of the old world and are ready for Retribution. We will not give up Or surrender.

we are, the Russian Empire"

[Confederation of imperial states]

Russia's current population: 125 million
standing military personal: 4 million
Government status: active
civilian Bomb shetler count: 1,200,000
military bomshelter count: 1,200,000
military armament saved: 92%

Ground support:
tanks: 20,000
Afv: 17,000
Troop transport: 20,000
hardline missile launchers: 19,000
mechanized infantry: 25,000
Self Propelled Guns: 7,000
Total factories: 25,000

Air Support:
Fighters/interceptors: 3,500
Fixed wing attack aircraft: 5,000
Transport aircaft: 1,200
helicopters: 1,000
attack helicoptrs: 700
Total factories: 18,000

Naval Support:
Battleships: 26
Destroyers: 36
Warships: 56
Corvettes: 63
submarines: 74
nuclear submarines: 18
costal defense craft: 36
total factories: 26,000

Missile Support:
Nuclear missiles (that are still remaining): 17
Guided missiles: 67
Total factories: 2,000
total nuclear plants: 16,000

Russia, is reborn

[Confederation of imperial states]

The Russian empire sees the Low radiation levels in the neighboring nation of kazakistan. The russian empire sends in 300,000 troops accompanied by 1,00 afvs and 2,000 tanks to support. The Nation of kazakistan has some population, but whatever government was left, joined the Russians than be on it's own.


OOC: kazakistan joins the russian empire (CIS)

[Leveat]

March 22, 2016 2:45 PM
Government Bunker A, Nouvelle, Leveat
Federal Premier's Office

Ms. Eustis looked at the operative, confused.

Ms. Eustis: "Why does this concern me? Who cares about some radio interference?"
Operative R-2: "No, no, Ms. Eustis. It's not interference. It's a message from Scotatrova, they want to know how we're doing."
Ms. Eustis: "WHAT?! WHY DIDN'T... oh, never mind."

Ms. Eustis got up and walked briskly down the hall to the Communications Room.

March 22, 2016 2:48 PM
Government Bunker A, Nouvelle, Leveat
Communications Room

Ms. Eustis sat down in front of the machine and listened to the message from Scotatrova.

Message: "This is Gabriel Marquez, President of Scotatrova. I send this broadcast out to any other surviving nations out there. We here in Scotatrova's North have survived and are thriving. Please, if anyone else survived this catastrophe, respond. We have made it. I repeat, Scotatrova has made it through."
Ms. Eustis: "I... that's perfect! More survivors!"

Operative R-2 wordlessly handed Ms. Eustis a note, listing nations that had sent messages.

Ms. Eustis: "So many survivors... we actually have a chance! Perfect!"

Ms. Eustis listened to each of the messages in turn before responding with a message of her own.

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Hello... Hello? This is Lia Eustis speaking, Prime Minster of Leveat.
We're doing... well... let's be honest. There are about 40 operatives and 10 bureaucrats here, we don't know where the others are.
We've made contact with Eau-Belle as well, they're in the same predicament but at least they're still alive as well.
I've been named Federal Premier, that's essentially dictator, of Leveat, until democracy can be restored.
We've got an observation tower on the ground that's still standing, and lucky us it has an antenna, so we can send this...
Other than that we've got our hands full. If anyone can find the President, Chief High Justice, King or Queen let us know right away.

[Scotatrova]

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Amazing that Leavet has made it. We have suffered heavy numbers. The entire states of Ibaea and Atalon in the South that had populations of over 400 million people remain devastated while the state of Cortana in the North houses the nation's remaining population. Hopefully our governments can rebuild.

[Confederation of imperial states]

The Russian empire is revuilding their fomer nation and revitalizing her. this means rebuilding factories, cities, and making atempts to remove radiation from populated areas. the russian empire is also working on strengthening the military.
Project:
-military manpower: 4,000,000 -----------> 8,000,000
-factory count: 85,000 ----------> 250,000
-Rebuilding cities
-rebuilding towns
-fixing roads
-removing radiation

[Dakilistan]

Thomas smith, a middle aged farmer, looked towards the horizon, once covered in the lushest green foliage, now only dead husks of trees remained, the burned out bones of a place formerly filled with great life. That one spot was only a drop that was in the ocean of that destruction. Such death was so widespread that most only knew the blackness of death. No crops, not even one intact building. Ash. Ash and ash for miles upon miles.
His wife suddenly came up behind him, looking at the same area. Though she was smiling
"What're you so happy for?" He asked his wife, Shelby.
"Why not be? In the time that we live in there is so little hope. But as long as the sun keeps showing its golden glow, life will continue. There's still hope for change in cervumstance. And if today doesn't bring that change, there's always tomorrow. And if not then, there's always the next day. And the next."
Thomas looks over at her, a single tear streaking down her face. But it wasn't one of sadness.


...It was one of hope.

[Farshonia]

As the almost exhaust migrating Chinese people depart to Yunnan-Guizhou, all of them was shock because the region is indeed, not affected by nuclear blast and radiation. Many towns and cities in the region is abandoned but totally unharmed so it's no need to rebuild it. Chinese leader told that people should not go beyond the Chinese borders and he told that people should plow rice fields near Yangtze River for rice and other crops.

[Confederation of imperial states]

In this time of nuclear fallout and radiation, it is important that we stick together. the Russian empire asks the Nation of scotatrova for an alliance to help and benefit both nations

[Confederation of imperial states]

The Russian warship was Just off shore of the Islans nation. several Crew members had left the ship to establish a Humanitarian camp, just off shore. The commander and A squad of soldeirs acompanied by a few diplomats were sent to make contact with the island once known as japan.

alright lads get the equipment set up, the fence powered up and for godsakes put up the redcross flag, we aren't invaders we're messangers" the commander said to the crew members setting up the camp. a scientist walked up to him "Radiation levels seem to be very low in the city of sapporo sir, we went to the outskirts of the city and set up a drone to survey the place. it's in ruins but there seems to be citizens still within" the scientist said looking at her device. "good, we should get going. TASK FORCE FORM UP". the commander yelled to the task force. the squadron of 12 soldiers accompanied by 3 diplomats a translator and a team of 4 scientists vntured twoard the city to make contact with any sort of government.

[Moorwhyne]

First contact from the Pagan nations has been met in England (well.. what's left of it)

The word spreads like wildfire that the nations of the north have banded together to form an awesome horde.

In response to this many Scandinavians from Norway and Sweden are declaring themselves faithful to Wotan and the old gods (OOC: This is not a claim)

Canada is also being converted to the old gods cause and the population now identifies as a part of the northern nations (OOC: This is a claim)

The Nordic horde now numbers somewhere in the 52 million range.

A message to the people of the new world.

"Wotan gave us this great nuclear fire, to wash away the heathen scum of the earth! Now only the strong remain, as it should be.
We have modern weapons.
We have modern knowledge.
We have farmable land.

The gods granted us strength, we will not falter."

End transmission

[Barboneia]

Keskeinenkaupunki was thriving after the war, as thousands of refugees from The Great South had fled here after the nuclear exchange. The Surviving States of Barboneia had not payed much interest in it, and remained out of their jurisdiction, allowing the city to create their own laws and such. The town was ruled over by Natalya Pontrum, the former governor of The Great South, as she had survived the exchange and seemed like the only one who wished to take charge after the mayor of Keskeinenkaupunki, Dimitri Hinterland, was found dead in his office in the city hall, killed by a self inflicted gunshot. With the control of multiple farms outside of the city, it had a steady stream of food coming in, and power had been restored when the nearby B-43 nuclear power plant was brought back on by skilled engineers. The city was doing good.

That was, until, the New Barboneian Resistance Front came.

The town had no traditional wall, just a few cars moved so that the only way to enter the was from either the north or south, from the B-1 highway. This didn't stop the NBRF. They came from the western road into the city, which had a tractor trailer tipped on it's side to act as a wall, stretching across the entire road. A single rocket was launched, blowing a hole in the trailer wide enough to allow people to move through. Luckily, no one was near the wall when it exploded.

Soldiers of the NBRF marched through the hole, gunning down all those who resisted or fought back. The rest, they let run. They marched until they reached the city hall. A small group of the surviving guards had gathered outside, ready to defend the it with their lives.

"Lower your guns!", yelled the leader of the guard, a former police officer.
Instinctively, the guards lowered their guns.

The soldiers of the NBRF, who were marching in a single file line, suddenly parted down the middle.
In the middle was a tall, strong looking man, wearing what was once a general's formal suit, with it's sleeves ripped off, exposing the man's muscles. The leader of the guard's jaw dropped.

"It can't be...."

"I'm afraid it is", the man said in a gravelly voice.
"Ge-General Matthews?!"

"Indeed.", the General smirked.

"What... What do you want with our city?"

The General paused, staring at the guards.

"Would you bring your leader out? She will like to hear the terms, I'll bet."
The leader of the guards looked over at one of his men and nodded. The guard came back soon with Natalya Pontrum in tow.
"What is the meaning of this?!", she shrieked.

"Ah, Ms. Pontrum, so glad to see you were not blasted away by the bombs like so many others. I'm here to offer you a deal that you can't refuse."

He handed her a small envelope. She took the letter from within and began to read it.
"Simply allow us to have control of the city, and we will let you and your people live. We will deliver supplies when needed, and defend the city from raiders and such."

"'A launching point to attack New Vespero....' Why would you want to attack the SSB? What do you have against them?"

General Matthews stared a scar on his cheek.

"That's none of your concern. So, have you reached a decision?"

Natalya stared at the letter for a second.

"I don't like you or your people, but.... If it means my people get to live freely, well....."
"Well?"
"Well, yes. I accept. I allow the NBRF to have control of the city."

The General smiled.

"You will not come to regret this."

[AkAr Cydonia]

I shall be entering this RP with the land claim of Canada.

[Farshonia]

Meanwhile in China

All migrating refugees are done. They now live in peace and people planted crops for their own. Chinese leader decide to establish a capital in Kunming with thousand workers construct it.

Northern Chinese search party go north to Tibet and Qinghai regions to search for survivors, cattle, poultry, fertile soil and unharmed communities.

[Atlantikas]

The Atlantikan army has defeated most of the separatists, the war in Atlantikas is over.
We are now rebuilding cities so that citizens can walk outside again

[AkAr Cydonia]

After the attacks on the worlds nations the Cydonian Government had went underground in the western nuclear bunkers in Alberta and British Colombia with provisions and security forces.
The populaces in major cities have mostly perished with the only survivors being in the rural towns and small cities.
The Cydonian Armed Forces had roughly 50% of the soldiers perish in the nuclear attacks with the other 50 percent being given enough time to go underground with normal military equipment gear and weapons.
The populaces of rural towns and cities have created safe havens and militias and have started creating ways to self sustain themselves in these areas.

Civilian Population: 125 million in rural Towns and cities
Civilian Militias: 25 million in rural cities
Military Population: 10 million in bases bunkers outside of rural towns and cities

[Nomaty]

The Nomatian Government has had a important meeting on planning to attack Russia and Alaska, U.S.A., while the American Government has war plans on Nomaty... the Nomatian Government has sent war! The Russian and American Government have also heard and later had suffering soldiers and gets the Nomatian Government ti now beg for Alaska and Russia!

[Ismeil]

In the North:

The Communities in the north have rebuilt the eastern side of Old Istanbul,they have named it Nova Kostantiniyye,while the eastern side is better,the citizens have also taken to the old ways of Islam,
While although the communities are suffering,they have found Laboratories with Technology long lost,like water filtering and radiation cleansing,the groups put these together to filtrate water in the Sea of Marmara
They are also Begining to cleanse Western Nova Kostantiniyye

In the South:

The Communities there have found cures for light radiation poisoning,they have traede it's secrets with the north and they have also use the filtration system to cleanse the Nile,they have founded Comunities in Damietta and Suez Creating the Province of Aegyptus,from Latin Egypt

[AkAr Cydonia]

The Nomatian Government has had a important meeting on planning to attack Russia and Alaska, U.S.A., while the American Government has war plans on Nomaty... the Nomatian Government has sent war! The Russian and American Government have also heard and later had suffering soldiers and gets the Nomatian Government ti now beg for Alaska and Russia!

OOC: Is this your attempt at trolling?

[Leveat]

March 24, 2016 10:15 AM
Government Bunker B, Eau-Belle, Leveat
Operations and Control Center (O.C.C.)

Operative BC-41: "And... stress test! Three! Two! One! Start!"

Then everything went black.

March 24, 2016 10:16 AM
Government Bunker A, Nouvelle, Leveat
Operations and Control Center (O.C.C.)

...beep...beep...beep...beep...BEEEEEEEEE...
Operative AC-13: "Argh! What's that computer complaining about now, huh?! DOES IT WANT SOME COFFEE?! IS IT TOO EARLY FOR IT TO... oh... oh no."
Operative AC-22: "Huzzah! The microwave... or... no, wait. I'm not at home. I'm in a government bunker... a bunker... a... oh crap!"
Operative AC-26: "Ow! My ears! Will you stop the stupid beeping, computer?! I swear, one of these days I'm going to end up punching the damn... uh... CRAP!"
Ms. Eustis: "Oi! Computer! Shut! Up! Or! I! Will! Punch...! Your... uh... Monitor! That's it! MONITOR!"
...EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP! Bunker Bravo not responding. Bunker Bravo not responding. Bunker Bravo not responding...
Ms. Eustis: "I WILL PUNCH YOUR MON... what?! Bravo?! BRAVO IS DOWN?! Get them on radio!"

March 24, 2016 10:17 AM
Government Bunker B, Eau-Belle, Leveat
Operations and Control Center (O.C.C.)

Operative BC-22: "What's going on? Are we down? Are we dead? Am I dead?"
Operative BC-14: "Get the power back up, ASAP! We can't do a thing! We're sitting ducks!"
Operative BC-23: "You're not dead, twenty-two. Power's out. No big... actually, scratch that. THIS IS A PROBLEM!"
Operative BC-31: "Somebody! Power! Turn it back on! Quickly! No, not quickly, NOW!"

A handheld radio came out of a pocket. Another did. Then another. Then every single handheld radio, cell phone, or other battery-powered communication tool came out.
Every network was instantly saturated with outbound messages. Nobody could get anywhere. Nobody could pick up a readable signal, even if their device was functional (and most weren't).

March 24, 2016 10:18 AM
Government Bunker A, Nouvelle, Leveat
Federal Premier's Office

Ms. Eustis flipped on the intercom system.

Ms. Eustis: "Attention, everybody! Attention! Can I have your attention PLEASE! ATTENTION! EVERYONE! LISTEN! STOP PANICKING! LISTEN TO ME!"

It was no use. Ms. Eustis tried for the next twenty minutes, but wasn't able to get any attention.

[Confederation of imperial states]

The Nomatian Government has had a important meeting on planning to attack Russia and Alaska, U.S.A., while the American Government has war plans on Nomaty... the Nomatian Government has sent war! The Russian and American Government have also heard and later had suffering soldiers and gets the Nomatian Government ti now beg for Alaska and Russia!

OOC; you better be trolling

[Alsuna]

March 24, 2016 10:15 AM
Alsuna, Leveat
Old, Abandoned Warehouse

Alpha: "OK, people. 10:15. Let's do this."
Beta: "Yes sir!"
Gamma: "Yes sir!"
Delta: "Yes sir!"
Epsilon: "Yes sir!"

As if on cue, β, γ, δ, and ε pulled levers, triggering a power surge that took out Bunker B.

Alpha: "Well done folks! Now on to the capital..."

[Tarazed]

Tarazedian National Grid Command and Control, 20 Kilometers south of Daramonty City - 20:14 TST

"We still have feedback loops in place around Aurora and Chellington Cities...likewise for Dresmond and Pearling," Reported a sweat-faced executive as he loosened his tie around his neck and handed another report to the CEO of Tara-Power, "Daramonty is still reporting widespread disruption to electrical services though and several dozen electrical fires have been reported in the city..."
"Shit...get another two teams on that primary Daramonty relay then!" the CEO cursed as he read over the report quickly, wiping his brow before continuing, "Have we heard anything from the Livington nuclear complex? We'll need them to kick it up to eleven if we want to keep the grid stable..."
"I'll send the word now, although there's still nothing from Livington..."
"Keep me updated!"

The executive left the room quickly and ran down the corridor, leaving the CEO alone in his makeshift office. With a disgruntled sigh, the CEO sat down at his report covered desk and sank his head into his hands.

Daramonty City

Jane Forset watched with clenched fists as another plume of smoke began to rise into the sky from Western Daramonty City. With that new plume of smoke came another whine from the air-conditioning above her, signalling that the building's backups had kicked in as the city-wide power supply failed once again - promptly resulting in a cascade effect as the lights of buildings city-wide terminated and then rest.
The door to her office opened and the same liaison as before walked in, another message in hand.
"Ah, Samuels, another message from Scotatrova?" Jane greeted as she forced a smile.
"Yes Madam Vice President," replied Samuels as he passed her the message.
"Amazing that Tarazed has made it," Jane began as she read over the message quietly, "We have suffered heavy numbers as well. The entire states of Ibaea and Atalon in the South that had populations of over 400 million people remain devastated while the state of Cortana in the North houses the nation's remaining population. I am sorry to hear about Damion. He was a good man. Hopefully our governments can rebuild..." she looked up, "Have we heard from the President yet?"
"Not a word...although the military convoy has yet to-"
Samuels was interrupted by the door being thrown open and another man, dressed in that of a military CO uniform, came running in.
"What is it about people not knocking today?" Jane gasped as the officer ran right up to her desk and quickly saluted.
"Sorry for the interruption Vice President," The officer apologized as he finished his salute, "But we've found the President...he's alive."

The news made Jane stand up, "That's fantastic! Where is he?"
The officer stood at ease as he continued, "He's currently in what's left of the Ferentus Naval Base with the remaining on-site personnel...he'll be picked up within the hour by the task force en-route there and should be back in Daramonty within three hours..."
"Thank you Captain," Jane said with a courteous nod as she dismissed the officer, "That is most welcome news."
As the officer left the room, Jane turned back to her liaison, "Get a message back out to Scotatrova now. Inform them of out current situation..."

Ferentus City

Damion White stood in place as a flight of Aurora transports flew overhead and banked to come into a landing, the sun now hung low over the desolate ruins of Ferentus City, casting a fiery gleam over the charred landscape. With a final solemn look at the city, Damion White turned and walked towards the makeshift landing site as one of the Auroras touched down.
Tarazed was going to get payback for this atrocity...

Tarazedian Message to Scotatrova

We will try and supply aid to you as soon as we are able to. We are still trying to stabilize our nation-wide power grid and restore order to the affected areas. Damion White has been located however and will be back in Daramonty within the end of the day. Our thoughts go out to your nation during these troubled times.

[Barboneia]

Ivan Borinkasa, the leader of New Vesper, was pacing around his office in city hall. On his desk layed an open binder detailing the scouting reports on the town of Keskeinenkaupunki, which had been taken by the rebels. Although the SSB had dispatched to them plenty of soldiers, none of them seemed willing to defend, especially so far from home. He quickly grabbed a packet of cigarettes, put one in his mouth and lit it, and continued pacing.

"Sir."
Colonel Palronenski, the leader of the SSB soldiers here in New Vesper, was standing in the doorway.
"Yes, Colonel?"
"I see you've already read the scout reports?"
"Indeed I have.", Ivan said, glancing over at the binder.
"The SSB have deployed more soldiers to help defend us."
"Good."
"We also have new scouting reports in."
Borinkasa's already flushed face lost even more color at those words.
He sighed.

Meanwhile, along the B-1 highway, 23 miles east of the New Gennistora Military Base
Patrick Wintersson was pushed to the ground by the bandit. He tried to get back up, but the bandit kicked him back down. The bandit was laughing, tormenting him before he would just end his life. Patrick was wondering how this could happen. A few months ago, he was the renowned governor of Central Barboneia. Now, he was a scraggly man in an old suit, about to be killed. The bandit was rummaging through his bag, while he lay on the ground, clutching his stomach.
"Don you got anythin' good?", the bandit stated in a thick Central Barboneian accent.
Patrick made no reply.
"Well, ya ain't any use to me alive no more.", the bandit grumbled.
He raised himself off the ground and pointed a Desert Eagle pistol at Wintersson's head.
Wintersson closed his eyes, knowing it would all be over soon.

There was a single gunshot.

He opened his eyes. He wasn't dead? He looked over at the bandit, who had a hole the size of a golf ball in his chest. The bandit looked down at the hole and fell over, limp.
"Tango down.", a voice muffled by a gas-mask said.
He looked further up the highway and saw 6 men dressed in pre war GBA army fatigues, walking towards him.
"Looks like we have a live one. Must've been the bandit's victim."
They all looked down at him. Even though they had masks on, Patrick could see their shocked expressions.
"Is that...."
"It can't be...."
"It's Patrick Wintersson!"
"This is quite a find."
"Dispatch, we have found former governor of Central Barboneia Patrick Wintersson at coordinates 3-5-4-3 along the Barboneian-1 highway, requesting vehicle transport immediately, over."
The radio cackled back.
"Roger that. A vehicle is on it's way, hang tight."
That was the last thing Wintersson heard before he black out.