Turkducken wrote:Faction/Nation Name: United S.S.D. (aka United Express Shipping, Salvage, and Deliveries)
Faction/Nation Territory: Check Discord Waz
Capital City/Faction HQ: The Bulwark (Formerly U.S.S. Bulwark) Corpus Christie, Texas
Population: 13,000
Government: Benevolent Dictatorship (Ghoul elected himself leader for life and hasn't died yet)
Leaders: Captain/Admiral/CEO of United S.S.D. (or whatever he's currently feeling like) Micheal Burmingchow
National/Group Ideology: Profit. The Faction exists to make money and relatively prosper.
Military: .5% Recruitment Rate
65 Total Members of "Human Resources" as the Leader refers to them. Armed with a hodgepodge of weapons, armor, and stims scavenged/purchased from various traders. Most are experienced thugs who delight in sadistic practices.
Defense is trivial to life in the United S.S.D. natural hazards abound throughout, whether that be large pockets of lethal radiation or large packs of Feral Ghouls roaming the swampy wastes. Non-Mutants tend not to make it very far once inside.
Major Towns or Locations: The Corpse: Often referred to as the "Rotten Heart" of the United S.S.D. once a populous and successful Texas City is now mostly submerged as the Caribbean has risen over it's head. Specialty Scavengers known as "Mud Rakers" live on buoyant piles of trash that float around the city, diving deep underwater they scavenge what they can from the depths of The Corpse. Life Expectancy is notoriously short. Atop the highest point in The Corpse is the run aground ship known as "The Bulwark"
Goliath: Formerly the town of Goliad, Goliath was overtaken by former Mexican Citizens fleeing the Great War. Highly suspicious of Mutants, they've nevertheless joined United S.S.D. and has since become the only stop for Non-Mutants wanting to do business with the Company. Traders from Goliath are known as "Vaqueros" and stylize themselves after their Old World namesakes. Goliath's ruling families reside in the Presidio La Bahia, the Old Spanish Fort at the heart of the Town. These trader families share a mutual agreement and contempt with the CEO of United S.S.D.
History: Micheal Burmingchow was Captain of the U.S.S. Bulwark, a freighter ship in service of the United States Merchant Marine. In what was supposed to be a routine delivery of essential supplies to US forces occupying Mexico took a turn for the unexpected on October 23,
2077. Nuclear War broke out and civilization as we knew it was destroyed in just an hour. The Detonations of Nuclear Warheads fried the navigation systems aboard the Bulwark and the changing sea threw the boat far off course into the Gulf. As Nuclear Fallout spread throughout the world the crew of the Bulwark were Ghoulified, including Captain Micheal Burmingchow. As years spent adrift took their effects on both the bodies and minds of the crew, many succumbed to the radiation, becoming mindless and Feral. Others threw themselves off the ship to avoid such a fate. While others still just gave up hope and withered away, passing away quietly in their sleep. Ten Years after the Great War; The Bulwark ran aground in what was Corpus Christie Texas. Somehow still mostly sane after ten years of isolation and near starvation, the former Captain released the trapped Feral Crewmen into the Wastes. Enjoying relatively safe solitude aboard the ship. Years go by as the former Captain stays isolated aboard his hulk of a ship, occasionally scaring away would be opportunists and curious explorers. Eventually desperate for supplies, company, and other creature comforts, the former Captain welcomed a passing trader into his ship. The Trader marveled at the sheer mass and amount of material present aboard the ship, offering to buy various items present on board, and these first transactions were the beginning of the United S.S.D. Taking the former name of a Pre-War shipping company, who's logo was emboldened across many of the freighters cargo, and simply adding 'Salvage' to the name. This began a Trading Empire that established strong uncontested claims, mostly enforced by natural barriers preventing competition, around the flooded lowlands of Old World Texas.
Accepted.