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[Stacramon]

The War of Democracy RP

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THREAD MODERATORS/ADMINS: Stacramon and Mors Natione

It was an average day in the Stacramite Empire today. Yes, July 6 was almost just like an average day. Stacramon's Parliament was debating over whether to implement some tax cuts, Tiger Airways was flying planes in and out of the colonies due to Parliamentary officers from the colonies needing to get to the Capital Building, there were basketball games throughout the entire empire due to the Houston Basketball League kicking off, and various ridiculous bills were being vetoed by Emperor Conor Houston. Everything was perfectly normal. That is, until about 2:34 P.M.

At 2:34 P.M. Stacramon and the colonies of Libernita, Balianica, Spacetramon I, Spacetramon II, and especially Brezlesheek were hit with terrible news. The capital of the Colony of Brezlesheek, Braxallion, was being bombed by an unknown adversary. 2:34 P.M. was when the first bomb was dropped and it hit Braxallion City Hall. Then City Hall was hit with more bombs until it completely collapsed in about two minutes. The adversary then set their sights on the Seremandah, the home of the Brezlesheek Militia, and collapsed half the building before the Militia could retaliate.

At that point it was 2:30 P.M. Brezlesheek's entire colonial government was destroyed in six minutes flat. All they had left was the Imperial Government. It was then that one plane landed in front of the ruins of City Hall. Nobody came out, but a man began to speak in Latin; it was translated by somebody else in the plane.

Greetings, foolish democratic ruffians. My name is Rex Ace Adorjan, king of the glorious Mors Natione: The Nation of Death. But death to what, you may ask? It's simple. Death to democracy. As you can see on the side of my plane, there is an image on the side. This is our national flag. It is an image of a knife stabbing a white star, and spilling its blood. The whiteness of the star symbolizes the purity that it pretends to be, but the knife exposes the blood inside, which symbolizes the inner-horridness of this governmental structure. With standard democracies, we tend to just overthrow them and move on, but this is a special case. Brezlesheek, in particular, is a territory that used to be ruled by a most wonderful empire called Malakerino, which was free of the evil grasp of democracy. Somehow though, this nation managed to overthrow that empire. The wonderful empire that you took away from yourselves! You sold your soul to the devil that is democracy! Even worse, you sold your fellow nations in the Empire of Malakerino to this devil as well, against their will I'm certain!
The Stacramite Empire in and of itself is a fraud. It's a horrid democracy hiding behind the title of "Empire." A true empire would never sell its soul to democracy. Stacramon has done just that, and they will pay the price. You're welcome, civilians of the Stacramite Empire, for your liberation from the devil that is democracy. Gloria ut Mors Natione!

There were 27 Brezlesheek Government Officials killed in this bombing, 123 militia deaths, and 3 civilian casualties. The Stacramite Empire and Mors Natione declared war on each other a couple of hours after this incident. They are now both recruiting allies.

Rule 1: No Overpowered Weapons/Abilities. If it is OP, it needs to have a couple of serious drawbacks.
Rule 2: No Shrugging Off Enemy Attacks Consistently. Countering attacks once in a while is fine, but it can't be every single attack.
Rule 3: No Weapons More Advanced Than Current Weapons Today. This RP is set in present day. No ultra super moon death lasers that can blow up planets, okay? It's not Star Wars. The only futuristic weapons allowed are SMALL lasers that fire from space stations. One laser, in this RP, is allowed to do enough damage to destroy three city blocks AT MAXIMUM.
Rule 4: No OOC Trash Talk. In character trash talk is perfectly okay and encouraged, but no OOC insults, please. It's just an RP.
Rule 5: All Posts on the IC RP Thread Must be 3-5 Sentences Long. This is just in the interest of keeping the thread interesting.
Rule 6: When Quoting Posts on the IC Thread, Put the Quote in a Spoiler. This is just in the interest of conserving space on the thread.
Rule 7: No OOC posts on the IC Thread. Self-explanatory.
Rule 8: Report ANY Rule-Breakers to the Mods (Stacramon or Mors Natione). Should the urge to OOC trash talk come from someone breaking the rules, tell the mods and let THEM do the OOC trash talking.
NOTE: ALL RULES RUN ON A THREE STRIKES AND YOU'RE OUT BASIS. IF THE MODS SEE SOMETHING IN THE GAME THAT WE CONSIDER TO MAKE IT UNFUN, THE NATION RESPONSIBLE WILL NOT BE GIVEN A STRIKE, BUT A WARNING, AND THAT WILL BE ADDED TO THE RULES.

• The Democratic Empire of Stacramon (Including Stacramon, Balianica, Brezlesheek, Libernita, Spacetramon I, and Spacetramon II.)
• The Democratic States of Hashkin
• The Global Sovereign Confederacy Of Aleckandor
• The Constitutional Monarchy of The Grande Republic 0f Arcadia
• The Holy Roman Empire of Austria-Bohemia-Hungary

• The Empire of Mors Natione
• The Holy Empire of Tyrainnie Parfaite
• The Authoritarian Stratocracy of Xuskeuclite

[Aleckandor]

Los Serafines | Republic Of Johamlandia (GSCA AmiTrib)
7 July AD 2016 — 0650 Hours [Local Time]

President Amelia Sandino of the Republic Of Johamlandia often liked to have a light breakfast in her office a little just after rise of the morning sun's light over the horizon. It was the best time of her day to catch upon any news reports from outside the sphere of her humble island republic. She was the leader of a country that was an Amical Tributary of the Aleckandor. This 'AmiTrib' status meant that Johamlandia was a conditional associated protectorate of the gigantic Confederacy rather than a full-status territory. Though similar states such as Johamlandia were not permitted under their compacts to directly participate in the greater confederal political system and had to defer their foreign policy directives to local Aleckandorean military commanders operating in their realm, they retained total independence over their domestic lawmaking capacity and their economies benefited from both the removal of all trade barriers with Aleckandor and the provision of lucrative funding grants for local development programs. In the case of Johamlandia, its Congress had signed and ratified the treaty between it and Aleckandor after the latter had helped it fend off various enemy invasion forces in the wake of the 2013 Okuta Emergency. President Sandino oversaw the process with a clear majority of the people in favor of becoming an AmiTrib, so she has not regretted her decision to usher this new era in the history of her country. The treaty was due to be up for review and renewal in 2019 — approximately five years after having been codified into law; Sandino's final term as commander-in-chief would have been already over by then, and therefore, it would be up to her successor to continue the position of living underneath the transnational suzerain.

As Amelia sipped hot tea from her ornate porcelain cup, she perused an online newswire from the Aleckandorean Public Press Agency on her laptop screen.

"Grand-Protector Wêhndíg Vows Revenge Against Against Harxican Federation Aggression"
World News & Stories — Politics/Military [Published 1:46 AM, 07/06/2017]

It has been nearly a year since Aleckandor and a coalition of other nations helped realize the liberation of the Kayshenian Republic in the wake of the Corporate Coup D'État that occurred there in early March of 2016. The era of punitive oligopoly over almost all sectors of public life for the economic life and people of Kayshen is no more, and with the help of Aleckandor in particular, the local government has smoothly proceeded to re-assert its sovereign authority over society. But over the past few months, a new development regarding the political situation of post-corporatocratic Kayshen has garnered world attention. It has been revealed in a series of comprehensive cooperative intelligence reports that the executive chairs and some of the highest-ranking shareholders of the Nevya Corporation (AKA 'NevyaCorp'), who attempted the coup in order to seize power over the entire government of Kayshen for themselves and destroy the mounting progressive reforms of President Davious Sandril, have mostly fled to the neighboring country of Harxica in the wake of their defeat to escape justice and prosecution. The central government of the Harxican Federation, whose current constitution and civic deliberative bodies are self-admittedly designed to ultimately accommodate the interests of corporate entities and other "essential movers in the global free market", has given secret asylum to the fugitive NevyaCorp affiliates. Needless to say, this revelation was made much to the outrage of the now largely anti-corporatocratic populace of Kayshen and the stark disapproval from a large part of the international community.

So it also should therefore not be surprising to anyone that - in the context of the 'Kayshen Revival War' that took place between mid-April to late June 2016 right after the failure of the initial coup bid by Nevya - there is now a wealth of overwhelming evidence that points to the conclusion that the Harxican private sector actively and directly fought alongside with Nevya forces during the conflict. In fact, it is now well known that the series of chemical and biological attacks attacks against Alecko-Generexite soil in New Nord Yervhenn Province and the Blawesome-owned Myuzeck Manufactorate were not directly perpetrated by NevyaCorp agents or other ethnically Kayshenian proxy terrorists hired by the Nevya leadership, but rather Harxican nationals working as contractors for Federation-based companies such as Canis Technologies and G6 Industrial Enterprises.

Confederate Grand-Protector 'Röphtór Wêhndíg' made a televised address to the nation yesterday evening from the Executoreum in Bandommonita on this very subject. After offering his thoughts in remembrance to the 547 civilian lives lost in the attacks carried out by the Harxican mercenaries that demanded Aleckandorean withdrawal from Kayshenian soil, he lashed out at the government of the Harxican Federation for having allowed such "inhuman deeds" to occur all in the name of pursuing profit. Among other remarks, the CGP expressed his "determination to see all those involved answer for their evils" and personally vowed "vengeance" against the existing Harxican regime as well as the fugitive NevyaCorp personnel they have been safeguarding against a world that wished to see them either imprisoned or executed. The CGP has called for a general assembly of the Legislative Consortium to pan out later today in order to discuss the options the Confederal Governance can take. It is very likely that at the top of the list for those options would be a formal declaration of war. Aleckandorean military forces from Generex have been gathering just outside of Harxican territorial waters in anticipation for the eventuality of combat. Only time will tell what may happen next.

'He is still as heavy-handed as ever,' Amelia thought to herself upon finishing the article. She had met CGP Rophtor Wehndig exactly one time before, and her impression of him was that he was a decisively intense man who always seemed to know exactly what he was doing — even if, at times, he seemed driven by madness. In any case, she would continue to observing this unfolding Harxica issue with great interest and continue to offer support for however the governing powers of Intraversal Alecksdom ultimately decided to approach it.

Just then, an aide of hers burst into the office.

"Madame President!" the young man blurted out exasperatedly. Amelia's eyes shot up at him, concerned.

"What's wrong?! What's happening?!" she quickly demanded. The aide went over to the TV hanging on the wall facing towards her desk and switched it on. He tuned to the nearest news channel.

"Oh my God...", the President thought, as the images of the Mors Natione invasion of nearby Stacramite colony of Brezlesheek flashed on the screen.

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Marine Legion Air Station Futuro | Near The Town Of Futuro
Republic Of Johamlandia (GSCA AmiTrib)
7 July AD 2016 — 1000 Hours [Local Time]

After President Sandino had ordered the proxy Johamlandian Mobile Militia to start mobilizing in preparation for the order of deployment should Congress give her permission to get involved in the conflict on Stacramon's side, she also made sure to inform upon what was happening to the local the 'Pontifex' - or the regional Aleckandorean garrison leader for an Amical Tributary - General Wêllgóh Búráwn. The General, understanding the situation, began transmitting from his headquarters the various readiness orders across the island to all Confederate military installations and facilities there. One of these bases was right here at MLAS Futuro, where rotating several fighter squadrons initially on combat patrol were recalled for rearming and retasking. The grounded Air Force bomber wing craft sitting in the large hangars were starting to be fueled up and loaded with various guided munitions in the event that they receive a sortie. Local mechanized ground units that were sitting idle were now participating in a flurry of activity around the base, composing themselves into a quick reaction stance. Nobody really knew exactly what was up, but most of the personnel figured that something big was going on in the neighborhood that Johamlandia was in.