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by United Australasian Commonwealth » Tue Apr 20, 2021 6:36 pm
by United Australasian Commonwealth » Tue Apr 20, 2021 6:36 pm
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by Kiu Ghesik » Tue Apr 20, 2021 6:47 pm
by United Australasian Commonwealth » Tue Apr 20, 2021 6:51 pm
Kiu Ghesik wrote:The Kalashnikov Autovmat Model 1974, it has been often said, is so simple a weapon that a child can use it. This, of course, is not entirely true- while greatly ruggedized, and entirely simplistic, most children would not appreciate the weapon's recoil. In fact they would likely be greatly frightened by it.
However, they are indeed easy enough for children to theoretically fire. And, in some cases, for illiterate nomads to arm themselves with and stage insurrections among their expatriate comrades. While those Ghesites dispatched to Praetoria were not immediately capable of doing any fighting whatsoever, by the eighty-eighth day of fighting they had arrived, weapons in tow, and quickly set about disseminating their arms throughout the greater Praetoria metro area. They had come to meet their revolting brothers with quite the host in tow- one hundred Ghesites, the swarthiest fighters the Khadusik could muster on short notice, had arrived with five hundred improvised armored vehicles, a CV90 main battle tank flying seven war banners from its turret, and a veritable cornucopia of AK-74s, 60mm mortar pieces, and antimateriel rifles. Where had once marched men bearing spears now stood an entirely different host.
Though, Aughesen son of Heleden noted with satisfaction, their new arms were not at all going to waste. He had been honored with the role of First-among-Equals, anointed in war-ash, and now stood in the hatch of the CV90 his brothers in CHALICE had gifted his host, one calloused hand gripping the staff of a banner and the other holding his vehicle's pintle-gun. In typical Ghesite fashion his vehicle was coated in resplendent war-paints, the flags behind it each marked with the banner of a Clan save for one- a blank maroon tapestry made from a native's rug, a hastily-chosen symbol of the nationalists. Odd men and women, these nationalists, their customs divorced from the people of the Kiu by time and by space, but children of Ghes nonetheless. They were to be protected. And they were here to fight, just as the monsters CHALICE had dispatched and the soldiers it had sent were. They hadn't been immediately receptive to his calling them a "clan", but here they were nonetheless. They were the ones manning the mortars and guns in the technicals, they were the ones marching along beside the tank- they were true warriors.
And, Aughesen smiled to see, they chanted Botha's name with death on their lips. Just as he did now. The tank's engine roared and it rushed out of its cover, its turret spinning to aim down a line of Praetorian guardsmen. The Bofors roared, and the guardsmen fell. Across Praetoria the same scene played out hundreds of times, albeit with lesser arms- the Ghesites were awakening to their strength. Riots, violent ones, were now turning into bloodbaths as the Ghesite community was flooded with weapons befit their people's heritage.
Praetoria had burned before, but now it would rage- rage like a fire. The Flensing Wind would descend on it, and it would be cut down like wheat under a scythe.
And soon so would all of Australasia.
by United Australasian Commonwealth » Tue Apr 20, 2021 6:56 pm
by United Australasian Commonwealth » Tue Apr 20, 2021 7:00 pm
Official statement from the revolutionary government.
No longer shall our people be oppressed! No longer shall we be dominated by western imperialist powers! We immediately order all foreign troops out of South Africa. From this day forward, the Republic of the United Australasian Commonwealth shall now be known as the Democratic Republic of the United Australasian Commonwealth .
by United Australasian Commonwealth » Tue Apr 20, 2021 7:05 pm
by Surrealist Patagonia » Tue Apr 20, 2021 7:09 pm
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by Kiu Ghesik » Tue Apr 20, 2021 7:11 pm
by Surrealist Patagonia » Tue Apr 20, 2021 7:17 pm
by United Australasian Commonwealth » Tue Apr 20, 2021 7:20 pm
Surrealist Patagonia wrote:Just as Pieter Kadushik was sworn in and inaguarated on the steps of Pretoria's Presidential Palace, a familiar face by the name of PW Botha landed on the steps of palace grounds out of nowhere from the sky. Now reborn as a powerful cyborg where bullet rounds are useless against him. Making quite the crack on pavement roads upon impact. He babbles about having his presidency taken away by Ghesites and communists and aims a high-powered pistol at the President in an attempt to assassinate the new communist president of Australasia.
by Surrealist Patagonia » Tue Apr 20, 2021 7:25 pm
United Australasian Commonwealth wrote:Surrealist Patagonia wrote:Just as Pieter Kadushik was sworn in and inaguarated on the steps of Pretoria's Presidential Palace, a familiar face by the name of PW Botha landed on the steps of palace grounds out of nowhere from the sky. Now reborn as a powerful cyborg where bullet rounds are useless against him. Making quite the crack on pavement roads upon impact. He babbles about having his presidency taken away by Ghesites and communists and aims a high-powered pistol at the President in an attempt to assassinate the new communist president of Australasia.
Pieter Khadusik and his harem and Cabinet ministers attempt to escape but it was fruitless
by Federal Remnants » Tue Apr 20, 2021 7:40 pm
An esoteric fascist, totalitarian dictatorship centered around the worship of the Founding Fathers and the return of a mythical homeland that never existed.
The current year is 2198 AD and Florida is also underwater.
oops, what NS stats | Making INGSOC look liberal for over 100 years | Days gone without human rights violations: 0
by United Australasian Commonwealth » Tue Apr 20, 2021 7:58 pm
Federal Remnants wrote:THE FURY OF THE BLACK SUN
MODERN DAY SOUTH DAKOTA | AUSTRALASIAN "TERRITORY"
Hail Washington || ᚺᚨᛁᛚ ᚹᚨᛋᚺᛁᚾᚷᛏᛟᚾ
Upon hearing of the shocking, slipping decadence of the Australasians into full blown Bolshevism, holding rightful American land in the West Coast, President Miller knew the time has come for a final war. Manifest Destiny will come, and no mercy will be reserved for foreign, non-Aryan occupiers. Communist ones, no less. The time to strike was perfect - their government was disorganized after suffering a regime change and their holdings in North America seem almost entirely unprotected.
In front of his Brutalist reconstruction of the White House, as the rains in New Washington fizzled away, President Miller gave a speech with primarily members of the inner party in attendance, with his personal All-American Stormtrooper guard flanking Miller's sides. An ornate red coat enshrines the seemingly semi-Divine presidency as his eyes lock upon his audience before his mouth opens.
"As you may all have heard, not only do the degenerate Australasians have claims on our rightful all-American land, letting polluters and colonizers riot around aimlessly in the West Coast, but they've even slipped from one form of degeneration to an even worse form of it. The unholy spectre of Communism, that which is part of an eternal, corrupting Demiurge, that which ended the true civilization of Hypereborea so long ago, that which took away our rightful American lands in the West centuries ago. The time to hesitate is no longer, it is time for total war, a holy war to beat back the forces of the Demiurge, before it snuffs out any hope of Aryan cvilization. The scorching might of the Black Sun courses through our veins, as it always will be, and we will never let these Judeo-Bolsheviks hold an inch more of righful American land. Hail Washington!"
As the last line of his short speech is called, the party members in the crowd roar back with "Hail Washington!" over and over again. It is done. The Australasians will not know what hit them. Mass mobilizations begin of the main Federal Remnants military, as the West Virginian chemical and biological arsenal is hauled from East to near the West, and dozens of Stormtrooper battalions with their emblems draped in various holy runes amass what would be near modern day South Dakota. Armored trucks and medium tanks gear for a lightning campaign - none shall be spared from the bullet, none shall be spared the rope, none shall be spared napalm and nerve gas. A sea of skulls will follow in the Second Manifest Destiny - the air seemingly turns still.
One Struggle.
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