Famine and Civil War in Ultramarine (MT OOC SIGNUP)

[Ultramarine]

The fields are empty, the crops have rotten and the people are suffering. Emperor Roboute Guilleman sits on his throne and ignores the pleas of the people as he feasts on foreign imports brought to his palace by armoured convoy. He counts his private treasury of foreign money that has actual value whilst his people suffer from inflation and poverty. He is blind to the cries of his people and his government. In fact he has dismissed Parliament and now rules with a totalitarian fist. His army swears allegiance to their bellies and Guillemans throne and fight to maintain control in the capital and keep rebels from securing the major port that brings in the food shipments.

Famine is rife in the nation now and rebel militia stomp the countryside seizing crops from farmsteads and killing those who resist. The militia need only unite and they could topple the Royal Family and bring around democracy, but they do not. They focus only on feeding themselves and their families and preventing others from entering their territory. The army does nothing to combat them and indeed it is the looting of army armouries that has allowed the Rebels to arm themselves and prepare to fight each other and the army, when they choose to leave the safety of the Capital.

EDIT: There is the Former Government Minister Robert Schmitt who could unite the rebels, but he has been imprisoned by Guilleman to prevent this.

The stage is set for a conflagration and the death toll continues to rise from the famine, who will save Ultramarine from itself?

Want to join? Well here's some rules!

1) No godmodding
2) No nukes
3) No massive invasions
4) No trolling
5) My rule is law, but i am open to debate if it is kept to the OOC
6) A troop limit of 15,000 but that's only in extreme cases i'll allow even the full load as its small militia to start with so start small you can scale up your deployment


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[Atlantian Dominions]

Nation Name: The Confederacy of Atlantian Dominions (often shortened to Atlantia)
Side Supporting (rebels or Government): Government
Type of Support (Peacekeepers, secret agents, monetary, etc): Initially Atlantian Dominions will be providing food to the government in exchange for payment. Military force will be authorized if the rebels become a significant enough threat to potentially interrupt this trade. Atlantia will provide weapons and supplies to bolster the government's forces.
Size of Support: Initially just weapons, supplies, and other forms of support. The initial military response will be a carrier battle group and a Marine Expeditionary Unit (roughly 1,100 fighting men), with the likely upper ceiling being a full Marine Expeditionary Force.
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Key Characters (for if you fancy having some recurring characters): None at start but I assume some will develop organically.

One of the largest sectors of the economy of the Atlantian Dominions is agriculture, so the Atlantian Government will provide a whatever support is needed to keep the government in power as long as it keeps buying Atlantian food. Atlantia is also a deeply sexist state and so the government will be helping major corporations exploit the instability in the country to convince attractive women to accept demeaning or exploitative jobs in the safe and stable Confederacy

[Ultramarine]

Nation Name: The Confederacy of Atlantian Dominions (often shortened to Atlantia)
Side Supporting (rebels or Government): Government
Type of Support (Peacekeepers, secret agents, monetary, etc): One of the largest sectors of the economy of the Atlantian Dominions is agriculture, so the Atlantian Government will provide a whatever support is needed to keep the government in power as long as it keeps buying Atlantian food. Atlantia is also a deeply sexist state and so exploits opportunities like this to convince attractive women in unstable countries to accept demeaning or exploitative jobs in the Confederacy
Size of Support: Whatever best suits the situation (could be advisors and air support or a Marine Expeditionary Force)
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Key Characters (for if you fancy having some recurring characters): TBD (depends on what shape the RP takes)

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[The Grande Republic 0f Arcadia]

Nation Name: The Arcadian Empire
Side Supporting (rebels or Government): government
Type of Support (Peacekeepers, secret agents, monetary, etc): peace keepers, and agents
Size of Support: 50
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Defender AirCorp base, Arcadia

WO2. Steffen Heydrich, 17th Air training Squadron[GRADUATED]

Steffen was already 19 and a fighter pilot in the Air Corps. Most don't become certified pilots until they are around 20-23. Steffen grew up in a small town outside of Hizu. His family worked in the city at the trade exchange where most Arcadian food that was being shipped traveled to. Steffen had been in the Junior Officers Program since he was 15, and went to school until he turned 18 and was promoted to the rank of warrant officer 1. While he attended a military school his life as a child was a normal one. On the weekends and Fridays he would have no military events so he would go out with friends or see family. He tried to make it into the AirCorp Military Academy, but was turned down so he had to go to a regional school. He had graduated two years ago and went to become a fighter pilot. He had learned to fly an FRC fighter. Now he and his graduating class from flight school were now all awaiting orders. He like all who passed were notified, and he was told to report to the commandant's office. The assignment ceremony was next week. He wondered if he had gotten in trouble or had something happened to his family? When the door opened the commandant walked out, and Steffen stood and gave the commandant a crisp salute. The commandant returned the salute and spoke "Head on in." Steffen walked in and the door closed behind him and he turned surprised the commandant was waiting outside. hats when Steffen heard a cough and lieutenant colonel spoke " Are you Warrant Officer Two Steffen Heydrich of the 17th Air training Squadron?" Steffen turned around and faced forward and saluted and spoke "Yes sir, Warrant Officer Heydrich reporting as ordered sir!" The Lieutenant Colonel spoke Have a seat Mr. Heydrich. Steffen sat down and the officer spoke "I am Lieutenant Colonel Sardou. We have been looking for volunteer pilots for an assignment in the Federal Union of Urlistan." Sardou looked down and grabbed some papers and spoke "The reason why we have brought you in here is that you name has yet to be entered into the Ministry of Defense systems as a certified pilot. Now this gives opportunity to use you as an adviser in the Unionist Forces. Now since we are forming a new unit, I thought it would be a good idea to meet those who we are choosing to be pilots for our squadron." Sardou then handed Steffen his papers and stood up. He then spoke "I have to go meet three other warrant officers now, here are your papers. See you next week." Sardou handed him the papers and walked out. Steffen looked at his papers and saw he was being assigned to Urlistan at a UFAF installation. The commandant then walked back in and spoke "You are dismissed Mr. Heydrich."

Two Hours Later

Town of Ersteig, Arcadia

He was free tonight, he had called his family and let them know what was going on. He was now meeting his girlfriend of two years to see if she would come to Urlistan with him. He sat the usual place in the restaurant they came here almost every weekend. Their booth was in the right corner of the place. He sat drinking a coke, waiting for Anne to arrive.

As he waited she arrived and sat down and asked "How is it going?" Steffen replied "Good, I just got my duty assignment" Annes face brightened up and said "Why aren't you as happy as you usually are? This is great you have been waiting three weeks and you got it early!" Steffen spoke "The issue is with the duty assignment, im going overseas." Anne surprised by that spoke "What does that mean?" Steffen spoke "It means im going to Urlistan and I want you to come with." Anne slumped to her seat and her expression darkened Steffen spoke "Whats wrong?" Anne spoke "I, I can't you know I can't." Steffen spoke "Why not?" Anne replied quickly now with a tear in her eye "I can't just leave my family, everything I had ever known. My job everything!" Steffen spoke "Then we can just go long distance." Anne shook her head and said "Those never work." After that the two sat there silent. Both trying to gather the words. Steffen then stood up and walked away, he was angry but he was sad. As he walked to his car he looked into the diner window from his car and saw Anne crying. He didn't know how long he would be angry for but he knew it would pass. She did have a point on leaving everything behind. As his father explained everyone has a 'bubble' which dictates where people live, for some its the world for others it's their hometown. As he sat in his car he realized he couldn't be angry, he would probably say the same if the roles were reversed.


WarmBay Air Station, Urlistan

WO2. Steffen Heydrich, 171st Fighter Reconnaissance Squadron, UFAF Air Force

He put his bag down by the foot of his bed, he was the only one in his room. Outside snow beat down on everything. It showered where he lived but not like this. He unpacked his bag putting a photographic his family on his desk. It had his father Alwin, his mother Karoline, his younger sister Annet and his younger brother Caspar. On the other side of his room sat an empty bunk and desk like his, looks like it was a two person room. As he unpacked his bag and put his Air Corp uniforms in the closet he saw UFAF was uniforms, two battle uniforms, one dress uniform, and his winter gear and flight suit.

He heard the door open and cold air rushed in and he saw a man walked in with his bags too, and he closed the door and said “ sorry about that, damn it’s cold outside .” That’s when the man looked surprised and spoke as he put his hand out “Are you Warrant officer 2 Heydrich?.” Steffen spoke “yeah are you my bunk mate? Steffen shook his hand as he said “yeah I’m warrant officer 1 Aulii Kahiona. I’m you co pilot.” Steffen smiled and said “you from the October islands?” Aulii spoke “yeah they just took a boy from the tropics like me and dumped him here in this arctic wasteland. Where you from?” Steffen replied “ Central region?”

They continued to talk and get to know each other until they were mustered. They all moved to an atrium with their commanding officers. Soon an older man next to Lieutenant Colonel Sardou stood at the podium. When they all stood at attention he spoke “Have a seat. Now I know you all have questions , and it’s understandable. I am your commanding officer Colonel Clement Tauber. Next to my is lieutenant colonel Sardou. On my other side is Chief Master Sergeant Tristan Rödl who is our top ranking NCO. I know all of you have seen the uniforms in your closets, and they are for reason. These are your uniforms from here on out. We are combat advisors to the Unionist Air Force and are now personnel of both the Air Corp and the Air Force.”

The speeches went on for another hour , they got their flight assignments. Only two other guys in his flight were warrant officers the rest were all lieutenants and above. Chow was nice, hot food in a freezing winter went a long way. He couldn’t wait for this weekend so he can go out on the own and see Urlistan and get to know people here. He wasn’t much of a coffee drinker but with how cold was outside he couldn’t resist it. The new uniforms were comfortable and helped block out the wind, tomorrow they would get their patches set up. On their dress uniforms the Arcadian flag or if they were from the NTDF their colonial flag was stitched on their dress uniforms. The jacket was nice and from what he hear all the next few days would be is cold weather flights to get us familiar with flying in the cold and getting our uniforms set.

Back in his barracks room, he sat on his bed with his winter coat and BDU coat hanging off the bed watching the Tv on an Arcadian tv station they had already pirated. Turns out Aulii was good with technology. He sat at his desk polishing his dress shoes. Things were calm here, cold but calm. He heard the Green Union was a beautiful country in the spring, and he couldn't wait to see it.

WarmBay Air Station, Urlistan

WO2. Steffen Heydrich, 171st Fighter Reconnaissance Squadron, UFAF Air Force

It was friday, and he would have the weekend off. He put on some jeans and a winter jacket, and his wool hat. The hat was from Farvou's city rugby team. They won the national championship two years ago. He stood with other soldiers waiting for the bus to Warmbay. They all loaded on. Steffen sat down in the back of the bus, he wanted to get some cheap food and go from there. He reached into his pocket and put in earbuds and pulled out his phone to put on some music. Hopefully this would make the ride better.

As the bus stopped he could hear the brakes screech though his music. Everyone started to get out including Steffen. They had made it in Warm Bay within an hour. He walked out onto the sidewalk looked around for a place to eat. Cars were in the streets most were parkes but the sidewalks were busy. He continued to walk until a diner caught his eye. It was right outside of an Arcadian expat community, so he walked in.

He went to the counter and took a seat, one woman in her early 20s walked up and spoke "What would you like?" Steffen spoke to the waitress "What do you have that's good?" She smiled and said "You're new around here aren't you?" Steffen replied "Yeah." She spoke asked "So where are you from?" Steffen replied "Arcadia." She asked again "Are you AAF?" Steffen replied "Kinda, they just sent me to the Unionist Air Force." She once again asked "So what do you do in the Air Force?" Steffen smiled and said "Im a pilot." When Steffen ordered his food the waitress came back and sat next to him and said "My name's Katarina." Steffen replied "I'm Steffen" Steffen then spoke "So are you free later?" Katarina laughed and said "Yes, what do you have in mind." Steffen smiled and said "You could show me around town."

They have been out for a few hours and Steffen had to leave soon. They sat in a park overlooking the water and he said "Your parks have less snow than i expected." Katarina replied "Well everyone needs money right now so jobs like cleaning up the snow or anything like that is good money to come by, even if you can't afford the cost of life here." Steffen replied "Why don't people buy land and start up a cattle farm of anything like that." Katarina replied "Here we don't have strong ties to the concept of land ownership." Steffen laughed, and said enough politics "where are you from?"Katarina spoke "From Himmelsdorf, my family moved here a year before the war." They talked for a few more hours before the streetlights when on. When he had to leave Steffen spoke "Its getting late, do you know any good hotels so we can continue this tomorrow?" Katarina replied "Head on main street and look for a red building, its a good place to stay it's owned by my commune." Steffen spoke "Ill take your word on it. See you tomorrow."

Monday

He and other pilots in his flight had just finished the briefing for a training run. Aulii walked up to him and spoke "So how was your weekend?" Steffen replied "It was great man, the women in this country are great." Aulii laughed and said "So you met a girl?" Steffen smirked and said "Yeah." Aulii replied "Well I spent the entire time partying." They both laughed.

When they got in the air they flew in a formation with two other fighters over Warm Bay. The sound of the engine filled the cockpit and the other pilots chatter filled the radio. He dipped his wing and the mark fighter handled like a bird gliding through the sky. He then dipped his wing to the other side and saw the wind push off the tip of the wing. The ground below him grew bigger and bigger as he descended from the sky. He then pulled up with the rest of his formation.

WarmBay Air Station, Urlistan

WO2. Steffen Heydrich, 171st Fighter Reconnaissance Squadron, UFAF Air Force

Katarina stopped by at the barracks today, some guys had their families stop by while others brought native girls in. Aulii, and the girl he brought in, who hailed from the south named Eva De Waele, and Katarina. They sat on their beds and played cards, the snow had stopped coming down and they had the lights on. They had the two other warrant officers and one of them brought in their sister who immigrated here with the Arcadian settlers that arrived last week. Aulii and Steffen had their civilian attire on since they were off duty. All visitors on base would have to leave in an hour for security reasons. Katarina had brought in some food from her Communes diner and Steffen had a cheese steak today. As they played cards against humanity, they were laughing and everyone was having a good time. Katarina then stood up and walked outside. When the door closed and the cold air stopped from coming in from the door Steffen stood up and he spoke "Ill be right back."

Steffen then walked outside and he moved over to Katarina who was leaning against the railing and Steffen spoke "Arent you cold?" Katarina smiled and said "I'm used to it my commune lost power since the war and we have been stuck in the cold." Steffen replied "People here really are resilient." Katarina turned her head and she spoke "We have to be nature is a beast you don't want to be unprepared for." Steffen smiled and said "You are right." and Katarina smiled and shot back with "Are I not always?" They both laughed. In the dark they heard the sound of an Air Force jet take off with the lights of the runway and the lights on the plane. Their laugh turned into a smile, and they were quiet for a minute looking at each other and he said " Steffen looked at his watch and said "We have 10 minutes left so what should we do with our limited time?" Katarina shot back with a smile "head back inside and join everyone else?" Steffen agreed and said "lets go."

WarmBay Air Station, Urlistan

WO2. Steffen Heydrich, 171st Fighter Reconnaissance Squadron, UFAF Air Force

He guided his jet below the cloud as a UFAF F-35 flew below. They were conducting war games against other UFAF pilots. The squadron they were up against were full of former Anavokian pilots. "Watch Out!" Steffen perked up and he pulled over to the side, Steffen spoke "Good spotting Aulii." Aulii replied "No problem." The air glided off the plane as he brought it around to face the F-35. Steffen spoke again "Eagle 5-2 , this is Eagle 5-6 I got a red on my tail, i need some assistance over here." Steffen rolled the plane again as one of the tracer rounds barely missed. As the F-35 passed them Steffen dove down and fired his guns on the red fighter. The comms went on ad he heard the pilot from the other fighter speak "Nice shot im heading back to base."

Steffen smirked and moved above the clouds. Aulii spoke again "Whats that three kills now?" Steffen replied "I thought we had three." Then over the comms Second Lieutenant Platt replied " Hey you know i got the first fighter." Steffen shot back "In your dreams." As they flew above the clouds, the Earth grew farther and farther away. The blue skies, and the sun's rays bearing down on them, with the only sound heard were hum of the engines and the muted sounds of the communications equipment going off. Steffen brought the plane back down but not before he was "hit" by an F-35. Steffen went on open comms and spoke "Good play, good play, I'm heading back to base." When they landed the post flight checks were done. He opened the canopy and he lifted up his visor. He then proceeded to disconnect his helmets systems from the plane and stood up as the ground crew put the stairs to the cockpit and he stepped down. The air is getting colder, once he took off his helmet he could see his breath as it froze once it left his nose and mouth.

When he made it inside he went to the payphone and called his parents back in Arcadia. Nothing much was happening over at the farm but his father was laid off a few days ago. It looks like he would be sending a piece of his paycheck home. When he got done on the phone he sat at a bench and closed his eyes. He awoke to Lieutenant Platt standing over him and he smiled and said "Good work out there." Steffen said "Just wait we'll beat your score." Platt replied "We'll see."

Tomorrow they would be out in the bus out in the cold to learn how to survive if their plane is shot down. They would be taught by former LAF personnel.

WarmBay Air Station, Urlistan

WO2. Steffen Heydrich, 171st Fighter Reconnaissance Squadron, UFAF Air Force

He laid on his stomach as snow kicked up in the air. They have been conducting cold weather survival training incase if they were ever shot down. They were all given a hand gun and two magazines. As he rolled to his back he looked up at the blue sky with only a single cloud in the sky. He and Aulii were taking a break on thier way to the extraction point. Aulii was pissing in a bush, while Steffen waiting for Aulii he decided t get some rest it may have been for a minute or so but its better than nothing. He heard Aulii coming back so he opened his eyes and he sat up and Aulii said "Lets go we're about a mile away from the EXVIL point. Steffen stood up and wiped the snow off of his insulated flight suit and walked forward with Aulii do the extraction point. They were just about out of food, and only one full canteen of water was left. They have been out here for three weeks.

When they arrived at the extraction point, they met up with six other pilots that meant the crews of three other fighters. As they walked by he heard one crew speaking in Russian, while the others were eating. Steffen sat down by the crew peaking Russian and one of them looked up and said "Looks like they are allowing kids in the Air Force now!" They all laughed and Steffen replied in Russian "Only if they are allowing old men like you in too!" They all laughed once more and one of the pilots spoke with a wide smile "Where did you learn to speak Russian so well?" Steffen replied "One of the farm hands at my family farm was from Anavokia, a small coastal town." The two men's eyes light up as they said "We are from Anavokia too, both of us were from Pestris." Steffen asked "So what brings you here to this humble wasteland?" The Anavokians both said the same money. When they asked Steffen he said the same as well. They continued to talk as more crews started showing up and soon they heard the sound of a helicopter in the distance. When it neared the extraction zone unpacked snow was kicked up and Steffen covered his eyes. As the helicopter landed they all were rushed on board. As they were all loaded on the crew chief took a headcount and the rear door of the CH-47 closed. They were heading back to base at last. Steffen couldnt wait for a hot meal for once.

WarmBay Air Station, Urlistan

WO2. Steffen Heydrich, 171st Fighter Reconnaissance Squadron, UFAF Air Force

They had been scrambled the moment Sevevillian vessels entered Urlistan's sovereign waters. The Unionist Navy was already on scene with a Royal Navy Coastal Defense Group. They had three Air Force flights in the air. As they flew the coast left behind them as they entered the sea. He flew behind Lieutenant Platt's fighter. They pulled to the left and the planes wings dipped and they flew so close to the water, water was even kicked up. As they leveled out the planes communications system went on air with Lt. Platt speaking "Listen, play things by the rules, a Sevevillian fleet, be advised or possible opposition air support, dont get careless we dont need to loose any pilots during peacetime." As they flew closer the ships of all three nations entered sight.

Once again communications came to life with an Arcadian Naval Commander "Hold fire and run defensive operations, do not engage but stay in attack formations, we are currently trying to raise a communication channel with thier fleet." he continued to go through what he wanted us to do. When they were flying circles above the ships everything seemed so calm but it felt like the eye of a storm. One wrong move they would be back in the storm. Over the engines the sound of the pitter patter of rain hit the canopy. The skies were a dark grey and the waters reflected it.

Back when he was at the Pierrat Air Military Academy, all he wanted to do was see some action and become an ace like he heard about but now his nerves were torn. His stomach felt ill and he felt as if he needed to use the restroom. Aulii spoke "So we're finally gonna see some action, ready to kick some ass?" Steffen replied but hesitated "Ye-Yeah, im ready to fuck some shit up." Aulii giggled and shot back "Think about it this way, this is sure to get you laid." Steffen then replied "You seem happy about this." Aulii said "Yeah, think about it this way, either we see some action or we dont, but hey I'll buy the drinks when we get back" Steffen then shot back "Then I'll drink you poor." Aulii responded "like i have money." This banter did help his mind get off of his nerves but the possibility of getting shot down stuck with him.

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[Ultramarine]

Nation Name: The Arcadian Empire
Side Supporting (rebels or Government): government
Type of Support (Peacekeepers, secret agents, monetary, etc): peace keepers, and agents
Size of Support: 50
Previous Rp Example:

Defender AirCorp base, Arcadia

WO2. Steffen Heydrich, 17th Air training Squadron[GRADUATED]

Steffen was already 19 and a fighter pilot in the Air Corps. Most don't become certified pilots until they are around 20-23. Steffen grew up in a small town outside of Hizu. His family worked in the city at the trade exchange where most Arcadian food that was being shipped traveled to. Steffen had been in the Junior Officers Program since he was 15, and went to school until he turned 18 and was promoted to the rank of warrant officer 1. While he attended a military school his life as a child was a normal one. On the weekends and Fridays he would have no military events so he would go out with friends or see family. He tried to make it into the AirCorp Military Academy, but was turned down so he had to go to a regional school. He had graduated two years ago and went to become a fighter pilot. He had learned to fly an FRC fighter. Now he and his graduating class from flight school were now all awaiting orders. He like all who passed were notified, and he was told to report to the commandant's office. The assignment ceremony was next week. He wondered if he had gotten in trouble or had something happened to his family? When the door opened the commandant walked out, and Steffen stood and gave the commandant a crisp salute. The commandant returned the salute and spoke "Head on in." Steffen walked in and the door closed behind him and he turned surprised the commandant was waiting outside. hats when Steffen heard a cough and lieutenant colonel spoke " Are you Warrant Officer Two Steffen Heydrich of the 17th Air training Squadron?" Steffen turned around and faced forward and saluted and spoke "Yes sir, Warrant Officer Heydrich reporting as ordered sir!" The Lieutenant Colonel spoke Have a seat Mr. Heydrich. Steffen sat down and the officer spoke "I am Lieutenant Colonel Sardou. We have been looking for volunteer pilots for an assignment in the Federal Union of Urlistan." Sardou looked down and grabbed some papers and spoke "The reason why we have brought you in here is that you name has yet to be entered into the Ministry of Defense systems as a certified pilot. Now this gives opportunity to use you as an adviser in the Unionist Forces. Now since we are forming a new unit, I thought it would be a good idea to meet those who we are choosing to be pilots for our squadron." Sardou then handed Steffen his papers and stood up. He then spoke "I have to go meet three other warrant officers now, here are your papers. See you next week." Sardou handed him the papers and walked out. Steffen looked at his papers and saw he was being assigned to Urlistan at a UFAF installation. The commandant then walked back in and spoke "You are dismissed Mr. Heydrich."

Two Hours Later

Town of Ersteig, Arcadia

He was free tonight, he had called his family and let them know what was going on. He was now meeting his girlfriend of two years to see if she would come to Urlistan with him. He sat the usual place in the restaurant they came here almost every weekend. Their booth was in the right corner of the place. He sat drinking a coke, waiting for Anne to arrive.

As he waited she arrived and sat down and asked "How is it going?" Steffen replied "Good, I just got my duty assignment" Annes face brightened up and said "Why aren't you as happy as you usually are? This is great you have been waiting three weeks and you got it early!" Steffen spoke "The issue is with the duty assignment, im going overseas." Anne surprised by that spoke "What does that mean?" Steffen spoke "It means im going to Urlistan and I want you to come with." Anne slumped to her seat and her expression darkened Steffen spoke "Whats wrong?" Anne spoke "I, I can't you know I can't." Steffen spoke "Why not?" Anne replied quickly now with a tear in her eye "I can't just leave my family, everything I had ever known. My job everything!" Steffen spoke "Then we can just go long distance." Anne shook her head and said "Those never work." After that the two sat there silent. Both trying to gather the words. Steffen then stood up and walked away, he was angry but he was sad. As he walked to his car he looked into the diner window from his car and saw Anne crying. He didn't know how long he would be angry for but he knew it would pass. She did have a point on leaving everything behind. As his father explained everyone has a 'bubble' which dictates where people live, for some its the world for others it's their hometown. As he sat in his car he realized he couldn't be angry, he would probably say the same if the roles were reversed.


WarmBay Air Station, Urlistan

WO2. Steffen Heydrich, 171st Fighter Reconnaissance Squadron, UFAF Air Force

He put his bag down by the foot of his bed, he was the only one in his room. Outside snow beat down on everything. It showered where he lived but not like this. He unpacked his bag putting a photographic his family on his desk. It had his father Alwin, his mother Karoline, his younger sister Annet and his younger brother Caspar. On the other side of his room sat an empty bunk and desk like his, looks like it was a two person room. As he unpacked his bag and put his Air Corp uniforms in the closet he saw UFAF was uniforms, two battle uniforms, one dress uniform, and his winter gear and flight suit.

He heard the door open and cold air rushed in and he saw a man walked in with his bags too, and he closed the door and said “ sorry about that, damn it’s cold outside .” That’s when the man looked surprised and spoke as he put his hand out “Are you Warrant officer 2 Heydrich?.” Steffen spoke “yeah are you my bunk mate? Steffen shook his hand as he said “yeah I’m warrant officer 1 Aulii Kahiona. I’m you co pilot.” Steffen smiled and said “you from the October islands?” Aulii spoke “yeah they just took a boy from the tropics like me and dumped him here in this arctic wasteland. Where you from?” Steffen replied “ Central region?”

They continued to talk and get to know each other until they were mustered. They all moved to an atrium with their commanding officers. Soon an older man next to Lieutenant Colonel Sardou stood at the podium. When they all stood at attention he spoke “Have a seat. Now I know you all have questions , and it’s understandable. I am your commanding officer Colonel Clement Tauber. Next to my is lieutenant colonel Sardou. On my other side is Chief Master Sergeant Tristan Rödl who is our top ranking NCO. I know all of you have seen the uniforms in your closets, and they are for reason. These are your uniforms from here on out. We are combat advisors to the Unionist Air Force and are now personnel of both the Air Corp and the Air Force.”

The speeches went on for another hour , they got their flight assignments. Only two other guys in his flight were warrant officers the rest were all lieutenants and above. Chow was nice, hot food in a freezing winter went a long way. He couldn’t wait for this weekend so he can go out on the own and see Urlistan and get to know people here. He wasn’t much of a coffee drinker but with how cold was outside he couldn’t resist it. The new uniforms were comfortable and helped block out the wind, tomorrow they would get their patches set up. On their dress uniforms the Arcadian flag or if they were from the NTDF their colonial flag was stitched on their dress uniforms. The jacket was nice and from what he hear all the next few days would be is cold weather flights to get us familiar with flying in the cold and getting our uniforms set.

Back in his barracks room, he sat on his bed with his winter coat and BDU coat hanging off the bed watching the Tv on an Arcadian tv station they had already pirated. Turns out Aulii was good with technology. He sat at his desk polishing his dress shoes. Things were calm here, cold but calm. He heard the Green Union was a beautiful country in the spring, and he couldn't wait to see it.

WarmBay Air Station, Urlistan

WO2. Steffen Heydrich, 171st Fighter Reconnaissance Squadron, UFAF Air Force

It was friday, and he would have the weekend off. He put on some jeans and a winter jacket, and his wool hat. The hat was from Farvou's city rugby team. They won the national championship two years ago. He stood with other soldiers waiting for the bus to Warmbay. They all loaded on. Steffen sat down in the back of the bus, he wanted to get some cheap food and go from there. He reached into his pocket and put in earbuds and pulled out his phone to put on some music. Hopefully this would make the ride better.

As the bus stopped he could hear the brakes screech though his music. Everyone started to get out including Steffen. They had made it in Warm Bay within an hour. He walked out onto the sidewalk looked around for a place to eat. Cars were in the streets most were parkes but the sidewalks were busy. He continued to walk until a diner caught his eye. It was right outside of an Arcadian expat community, so he walked in.

He went to the counter and took a seat, one woman in her early 20s walked up and spoke "What would you like?" Steffen spoke to the waitress "What do you have that's good?" She smiled and said "You're new around here aren't you?" Steffen replied "Yeah." She spoke asked "So where are you from?" Steffen replied "Arcadia." She asked again "Are you AAF?" Steffen replied "Kinda, they just sent me to the Unionist Air Force." She once again asked "So what do you do in the Air Force?" Steffen smiled and said "Im a pilot." When Steffen ordered his food the waitress came back and sat next to him and said "My name's Katarina." Steffen replied "I'm Steffen" Steffen then spoke "So are you free later?" Katarina laughed and said "Yes, what do you have in mind." Steffen smiled and said "You could show me around town."

They have been out for a few hours and Steffen had to leave soon. They sat in a park overlooking the water and he said "Your parks have less snow than i expected." Katarina replied "Well everyone needs money right now so jobs like cleaning up the snow or anything like that is good money to come by, even if you can't afford the cost of life here." Steffen replied "Why don't people buy land and start up a cattle farm of anything like that." Katarina replied "Here we don't have strong ties to the concept of land ownership." Steffen laughed, and said enough politics "where are you from?"Katarina spoke "From Himmelsdorf, my family moved here a year before the war." They talked for a few more hours before the streetlights when on. When he had to leave Steffen spoke "Its getting late, do you know any good hotels so we can continue this tomorrow?" Katarina replied "Head on main street and look for a red building, its a good place to stay it's owned by my commune." Steffen spoke "Ill take your word on it. See you tomorrow."

Monday

He and other pilots in his flight had just finished the briefing for a training run. Aulii walked up to him and spoke "So how was your weekend?" Steffen replied "It was great man, the women in this country are great." Aulii laughed and said "So you met a girl?" Steffen smirked and said "Yeah." Aulii replied "Well I spent the entire time partying." They both laughed.

When they got in the air they flew in a formation with two other fighters over Warm Bay. The sound of the engine filled the cockpit and the other pilots chatter filled the radio. He dipped his wing and the mark fighter handled like a bird gliding through the sky. He then dipped his wing to the other side and saw the wind push off the tip of the wing. The ground below him grew bigger and bigger as he descended from the sky. He then pulled up with the rest of his formation.

WarmBay Air Station, Urlistan

WO2. Steffen Heydrich, 171st Fighter Reconnaissance Squadron, UFAF Air Force

Katarina stopped by at the barracks today, some guys had their families stop by while others brought native girls in. Aulii, and the girl he brought in, who hailed from the south named Eva De Waele, and Katarina. They sat on their beds and played cards, the snow had stopped coming down and they had the lights on. They had the two other warrant officers and one of them brought in their sister who immigrated here with the Arcadian settlers that arrived last week. Aulii and Steffen had their civilian attire on since they were off duty. All visitors on base would have to leave in an hour for security reasons. Katarina had brought in some food from her Communes diner and Steffen had a cheese steak today. As they played cards against humanity, they were laughing and everyone was having a good time. Katarina then stood up and walked outside. When the door closed and the cold air stopped from coming in from the door Steffen stood up and he spoke "Ill be right back."

Steffen then walked outside and he moved over to Katarina who was leaning against the railing and Steffen spoke "Arent you cold?" Katarina smiled and said "I'm used to it my commune lost power since the war and we have been stuck in the cold." Steffen replied "People here really are resilient." Katarina turned her head and she spoke "We have to be nature is a beast you don't want to be unprepared for." Steffen smiled and said "You are right." and Katarina smiled and shot back with "Are I not always?" They both laughed. In the dark they heard the sound of an Air Force jet take off with the lights of the runway and the lights on the plane. Their laugh turned into a smile, and they were quiet for a minute looking at each other and he said " Steffen looked at his watch and said "We have 10 minutes left so what should we do with our limited time?" Katarina shot back with a smile "head back inside and join everyone else?" Steffen agreed and said "lets go."

WarmBay Air Station, Urlistan

WO2. Steffen Heydrich, 171st Fighter Reconnaissance Squadron, UFAF Air Force

He guided his jet below the cloud as a UFAF F-35 flew below. They were conducting war games against other UFAF pilots. The squadron they were up against were full of former Anavokian pilots. "Watch Out!" Steffen perked up and he pulled over to the side, Steffen spoke "Good spotting Aulii." Aulii replied "No problem." The air glided off the plane as he brought it around to face the F-35. Steffen spoke again "Eagle 5-2 , this is Eagle 5-6 I got a red on my tail, i need some assistance over here." Steffen rolled the plane again as one of the tracer rounds barely missed. As the F-35 passed them Steffen dove down and fired his guns on the red fighter. The comms went on ad he heard the pilot from the other fighter speak "Nice shot im heading back to base."

Steffen smirked and moved above the clouds. Aulii spoke again "Whats that three kills now?" Steffen replied "I thought we had three." Then over the comms Second Lieutenant Platt replied " Hey you know i got the first fighter." Steffen shot back "In your dreams." As they flew above the clouds, the Earth grew farther and farther away. The blue skies, and the sun's rays bearing down on them, with the only sound heard were hum of the engines and the muted sounds of the communications equipment going off. Steffen brought the plane back down but not before he was "hit" by an F-35. Steffen went on open comms and spoke "Good play, good play, I'm heading back to base." When they landed the post flight checks were done. He opened the canopy and he lifted up his visor. He then proceeded to disconnect his helmets systems from the plane and stood up as the ground crew put the stairs to the cockpit and he stepped down. The air is getting colder, once he took off his helmet he could see his breath as it froze once it left his nose and mouth.

When he made it inside he went to the payphone and called his parents back in Arcadia. Nothing much was happening over at the farm but his father was laid off a few days ago. It looks like he would be sending a piece of his paycheck home. When he got done on the phone he sat at a bench and closed his eyes. He awoke to Lieutenant Platt standing over him and he smiled and said "Good work out there." Steffen said "Just wait we'll beat your score." Platt replied "We'll see."

Tomorrow they would be out in the bus out in the cold to learn how to survive if their plane is shot down. They would be taught by former LAF personnel.

WarmBay Air Station, Urlistan

WO2. Steffen Heydrich, 171st Fighter Reconnaissance Squadron, UFAF Air Force

He laid on his stomach as snow kicked up in the air. They have been conducting cold weather survival training incase if they were ever shot down. They were all given a hand gun and two magazines. As he rolled to his back he looked up at the blue sky with only a single cloud in the sky. He and Aulii were taking a break on thier way to the extraction point. Aulii was pissing in a bush, while Steffen waiting for Aulii he decided t get some rest it may have been for a minute or so but its better than nothing. He heard Aulii coming back so he opened his eyes and he sat up and Aulii said "Lets go we're about a mile away from the EXVIL point. Steffen stood up and wiped the snow off of his insulated flight suit and walked forward with Aulii do the extraction point. They were just about out of food, and only one full canteen of water was left. They have been out here for three weeks.

When they arrived at the extraction point, they met up with six other pilots that meant the crews of three other fighters. As they walked by he heard one crew speaking in Russian, while the others were eating. Steffen sat down by the crew peaking Russian and one of them looked up and said "Looks like they are allowing kids in the Air Force now!" They all laughed and Steffen replied in Russian "Only if they are allowing old men like you in too!" They all laughed once more and one of the pilots spoke with a wide smile "Where did you learn to speak Russian so well?" Steffen replied "One of the farm hands at my family farm was from Anavokia, a small coastal town." The two men's eyes light up as they said "We are from Anavokia too, both of us were from Pestris." Steffen asked "So what brings you here to this humble wasteland?" The Anavokians both said the same money. When they asked Steffen he said the same as well. They continued to talk as more crews started showing up and soon they heard the sound of a helicopter in the distance. When it neared the extraction zone unpacked snow was kicked up and Steffen covered his eyes. As the helicopter landed they all were rushed on board. As they were all loaded on the crew chief took a headcount and the rear door of the CH-47 closed. They were heading back to base at last. Steffen couldnt wait for a hot meal for once.

WarmBay Air Station, Urlistan

WO2. Steffen Heydrich, 171st Fighter Reconnaissance Squadron, UFAF Air Force

They had been scrambled the moment Sevevillian vessels entered Urlistan's sovereign waters. The Unionist Navy was already on scene with a Royal Navy Coastal Defense Group. They had three Air Force flights in the air. As they flew the coast left behind them as they entered the sea. He flew behind Lieutenant Platt's fighter. They pulled to the left and the planes wings dipped and they flew so close to the water, water was even kicked up. As they leveled out the planes communications system went on air with Lt. Platt speaking "Listen, play things by the rules, a Sevevillian fleet, be advised or possible opposition air support, dont get careless we dont need to loose any pilots during peacetime." As they flew closer the ships of all three nations entered sight.

Once again communications came to life with an Arcadian Naval Commander "Hold fire and run defensive operations, do not engage but stay in attack formations, we are currently trying to raise a communication channel with thier fleet." he continued to go through what he wanted us to do. When they were flying circles above the ships everything seemed so calm but it felt like the eye of a storm. One wrong move they would be back in the storm. Over the engines the sound of the pitter patter of rain hit the canopy. The skies were a dark grey and the waters reflected it.

Back when he was at the Pierrat Air Military Academy, all he wanted to do was see some action and become an ace like he heard about but now his nerves were torn. His stomach felt ill and he felt as if he needed to use the restroom. Aulii spoke "So we're finally gonna see some action, ready to kick some ass?" Steffen replied but hesitated "Ye-Yeah, im ready to fuck some shit up." Aulii giggled and shot back "Think about it this way, this is sure to get you laid." Steffen then replied "You seem happy about this." Aulii said "Yeah, think about it this way, either we see some action or we dont, but hey I'll buy the drinks when we get back" Steffen then shot back "Then I'll drink you poor." Aulii responded "like i have money." This banter did help his mind get off of his nerves but the possibility of getting shot down stuck with him.

Key Characters (for if you fancy having some recurring characters):

Sounds good, can you explain why only 50 for the size of your support?

Otherwise you are accepted

[Astoria]

I was hoping to join this RP running a sort of UNOSOM-style mission, sanctioned by the World Assembly, to deliver and guard food aid to the starving people of Ultramarine. Maybe with the eventual end result of a Black Hawk Down-style battle with the rebels that forces the mission to end prematurely?

Nation Name: The United States of Astoria
Side Supporting (rebels or Government): Neither (maybe operating with the sanction of the government, seeing as its a way to feed people without reducing the food going to the military and the emperor?)
Type of Support (Peacekeepers, secret agents, monetary, etc): Humanitarian aid under armed guard
Size of Support: Several hundred humanitarian aid workers from Astorian and international NGOs, plus a small force of Astorian soldiers operating under World Assembly authorization to protect the aid distribution. Total armed force would be about 1,500 men, with most of that waiting in base as a Quick Reaction Force.
Previous Rp Example: Link
Key Characters (for if you fancy having some recurring characters):
Colonel Thomas Archibald, commander, WAFU (World Assembly Force in Ultramarine)
Jonathan Kincaid, Special Presidential Envoy for Ultramarine, in charge of coordinating humanitarian relief efforts

[Hystaria]

Nation Name:Hystaria
Side Supporting (rebels or Government): Both, practice for experience to use new tools.
Type of Support (Peacekeepers, secret agents, monetary, etc): Any that can be filled, but mainly for on field use, but we have amny new tools for more helping matters as well.
Size of Support: 7500 for either side
Previous Rp Example:n/a
Key Characters (for if you fancy having some recurring characters): Maxim Gorgen, aside from being the leader of Hystaria, he tends to work as a commander at peace times, for moral and to keep something hidden.

(Is this good?)

[Republic of Altos and Stratis]

Nation Name: Republic of Altos and Stratis
Side Supporting (rebels or Government): Non-Aligned
Type of Support (Peacekeepers, secret agents, monetary, etc): Humanitarian Aid.
Size of Support: 5,320
2x Generosity-class Hospital ships 4,600
4x Praetorian-Class Destroyers 720
2x Sancho-class Drone Containerized Sealift Ship
Previous Rp Example: Between Ice and a Cold Place

EC-130AS Electronic Warfare Aircraft, Off the coast of The Green Union
“Why did we have to draw the short straw for this mission?” Colonel Isiah Scott complained.
“Because command loves to, hate us.” mumbled Major Isabel Carter. Internally she sighed because she was so sick of Scott’s constant complaining about the smallest inconvenience.
“This would be an easy mission if the weather wasn’t so damn terrible.” Scott continued to complain to the cold air.
Carter by this point had tuned out Scott and was focusing on interpreting the weather radar and listening to the radar warning receiver’s (RWR) constant chirping.
All the meanwhile technicians in the back were furiously working away, categorizing and recording the emissions and signatures of the Green Union’s active radars.
Now that the Green Union’s radar stations were tracking the plane, C-Sec began to get interested in its activities.
“Multiple SAM radars have come online and have begun tracking us” a technician reported with slight panic in her voice.
Alrighty, keep me posted if anything changes, although I suspect we will be able to feel it if it does. The lead technician reassured her.
Back in the cockpit, Carter had moved one of her headsets ear cups off her ear due to the constant buzzing of the RWR due to the same lock on’s.
“Damn they sure are jumpy.” Carter said echoing Scott’s own internal thoughts.
Although by now both were combat veterans of Altosian and Stratisian Air Force (ASAF) and having just been rotated home from the military intervention in Qaidi. They still had some fear in the back of their minds.
Meanwhile, in the back, the technicians had just discovered a new worry. two new airborne radar sets had just joined the SAM sites and ground-based radar stations.
“Time to go, everyone, it appears that we may have overstayed our welcome.” The lead technician called out over the intercom.
He then switched channels to talk to the flight crew. “C-Sec just scrambled fighters to intercept, we need to leave.” He said dryly.
“Alright, then time to go.” Scott said as he put the plane into a left bank towards the open ocean.
While the flight crew was attempting to evade the C-Sec interceptors, the technicians in the back were warming up their jamming equipment to blind the Green Union’s radar sets.
Back in the cockpit, Scott was worried though, because although before the mission all identifying markings had been removed, this was a rather unique aircraft operated by a rather select few air forces. So, if the interceptors caught up and intercepted the plane it would be somewhat less difficult to identify its national origin.
“These guys have no idea who they are messing with.” Carter thought.
They did have a trick up their sleeve though, due to the fact they had their own interceptors to call on from a nearby carrier strike group if the C-Sec interceptors got frisky.
1 Hour later
The C-Sec interceptors had given up the chase, either due to losing interest or running out fuel and having to return to base.
“Well that was fun, but now we have a long boring flight home.” Thought both Scott and Carter.
while the flight crew was contemplating their long flight home, the technicians were further analyzing the radar signatures they had gathered from the Green Union and were preparing them to be uploaded into the air force database.

Key Characters (for if you fancy having some recurring characters): President: Georgious Akhanteros, Minister of Foreign Affairs: Henricus Maro, Defence Minister: Victoria Frost

[Astoria]

Nation Name: Republic of Altos and Stratis
Side Supporting (rebels or Government): Non-Aligned
Type of Support (Peacekeepers, secret agents, monetary, etc): Humanitarian Aid.
Size of Support: 5,320
2x Generosity-class Hospital ships 4.600
4x Praetorian-Class Destroyers 720
2x Sancho-class Drone Containerized Sealift Ship

If Ultramarine approves, and is okay with the idea of a World Assembly-sponsored mission, we should definitely coordinate our efforts

[Republic of Altos and Stratis]

Nation Name: Republic of Altos and Stratis
Side Supporting (rebels or Government): Non-Aligned
Type of Support (Peacekeepers, secret agents, monetary, etc): Humanitarian Aid.
Size of Support: 5,320
2x Generosity-class Hospital ships 4.600
4x Praetorian-Class Destroyers 720
2x Sancho-class Drone Containerized Sealift Ship

If Ultramarine approves, and is okay with the idea of a World Assembly-sponsored mission, we should definitely coordinate our efforts

Good Idea

[Ultramarine]

I was hoping to join this RP running a sort of UNOSOM-style mission, sanctioned by the World Assembly, to deliver and guard food aid to the starving people of Ultramarine. Maybe with the eventual end result of a Black Hawk Down-style battle with the rebels that forces the mission to end prematurely?

Nation Name: The United States of Astoria
Side Supporting (rebels or Government): Neither (maybe operating with the sanction of the government, seeing as its a way to feed people without reducing the food going to the military and the emperor?)
Type of Support (Peacekeepers, secret agents, monetary, etc): Humanitarian aid under armed guard
Size of Support: Several hundred humanitarian aid workers from Astorian and international NGOs, plus a small force of Astorian soldiers operating under World Assembly authorization to protect the aid distribution. Total armed force would be about 1,500 men, with most of that waiting in base as a Quick Reaction Force.
Previous Rp Example: Link
Key Characters (for if you fancy having some recurring characters):
Colonel Thomas Archibald, commander, WAFU (World Assembly Force in Ultramarine)
Jonathan Kincaid, Special Presidential Envoy for Ultramarine, in charge of coordinating humanitarian relief efforts

Welcome!

Nation Name:Hystaria
Side Supporting (rebels or Government): Both, practice for experience to use new tools.
Type of Support (Peacekeepers, secret agents, monetary, etc): Any that can be filled, but mainly for on field use, but we have amny new tools for more helping matters as well.
Size of Support: 7500 for either side
Previous Rp Example:n/a
Key Characters (for if you fancy having some recurring characters): Maxim Gorgen, aside from being the leader of Hystaria, he tends to work as a commander at peace times, for moral and to keep something hidden.

(Is this good?)

Sorry going to say no.

Nation Name: Republic of Altos and Stratis
Side Supporting (rebels or Government): Non-Aligned
Type of Support (Peacekeepers, secret agents, monetary, etc): Humanitarian Aid.
Size of Support: 5,320
2x Generosity-class Hospital ships 4,600
4x Praetorian-Class Destroyers 720
2x Sancho-class Drone Containerized Sealift Ship
Previous Rp Example: Between Ice and a Cold Place

EC-130AS Electronic Warfare Aircraft, Off the coast of The Green Union
“Why did we have to draw the short straw for this mission?” Colonel Isiah Scott complained.
“Because command loves to, hate us.” mumbled Major Isabel Carter. Internally she sighed because she was so sick of Scott’s constant complaining about the smallest inconvenience.
“This would be an easy mission if the weather wasn’t so damn terrible.” Scott continued to complain to the cold air.
Carter by this point had tuned out Scott and was focusing on interpreting the weather radar and listening to the radar warning receiver’s (RWR) constant chirping.
All the meanwhile technicians in the back were furiously working away, categorizing and recording the emissions and signatures of the Green Union’s active radars.
Now that the Green Union’s radar stations were tracking the plane, C-Sec began to get interested in its activities.
“Multiple SAM radars have come online and have begun tracking us” a technician reported with slight panic in her voice.
Alrighty, keep me posted if anything changes, although I suspect we will be able to feel it if it does. The lead technician reassured her.
Back in the cockpit, Carter had moved one of her headsets ear cups off her ear due to the constant buzzing of the RWR due to the same lock on’s.
“Damn they sure are jumpy.” Carter said echoing Scott’s own internal thoughts.
Although by now both were combat veterans of Altosian and Stratisian Air Force (ASAF) and having just been rotated home from the military intervention in Qaidi. They still had some fear in the back of their minds.
Meanwhile, in the back, the technicians had just discovered a new worry. two new airborne radar sets had just joined the SAM sites and ground-based radar stations.
“Time to go, everyone, it appears that we may have overstayed our welcome.” The lead technician called out over the intercom.
He then switched channels to talk to the flight crew. “C-Sec just scrambled fighters to intercept, we need to leave.” He said dryly.
“Alright, then time to go.” Scott said as he put the plane into a left bank towards the open ocean.
While the flight crew was attempting to evade the C-Sec interceptors, the technicians in the back were warming up their jamming equipment to blind the Green Union’s radar sets.
Back in the cockpit, Scott was worried though, because although before the mission all identifying markings had been removed, this was a rather unique aircraft operated by a rather select few air forces. So, if the interceptors caught up and intercepted the plane it would be somewhat less difficult to identify its national origin.
“These guys have no idea who they are messing with.” Carter thought.
They did have a trick up their sleeve though, due to the fact they had their own interceptors to call on from a nearby carrier strike group if the C-Sec interceptors got frisky.
1 Hour later
The C-Sec interceptors had given up the chase, either due to losing interest or running out fuel and having to return to base.
“Well that was fun, but now we have a long boring flight home.” Thought both Scott and Carter.
while the flight crew was contemplating their long flight home, the technicians were further analyzing the radar signatures they had gathered from the Green Union and were preparing them to be uploaded into the air force database.

Key Characters (for if you fancy having some recurring characters): President: Georgious Akhanteros, Minister of Foreign Affairs: Henricus Maro, Defence Minister: Victoria Frost

Welcome!

Also on the topic of a WA sanctioned mission absolutely fine with that!

On another note I will be adding a map to this thread's original post tomorrow, just to detail the way the country looks.

[Astoria]

Welcome!

Also on the topic of a WA sanctioned mission absolutely fine with that!

On another note I will be adding a map to this thread's original post tomorrow, just to detail the way the country looks.

I'll hold off on posting until the map is up, so I can have a better idea of where WAFU might have its main base.

[Allanea]

Nation Name: Free Kingdom of Allanea
Side Supporting (rebels or Government): Humanitarian erlief, later support to the government.
Type of Support (Peacekeepers, secret agents, monetary, etc): Initially humanitarian relief.
Size of Support: First food and supplies, may increase to a military force of no more than 12,000 ground troops and a single carrier battlegroup, or equivalent, depending on events.

RP example
More on my nation's emergency response doctrine.

[Ultramarine]

Nation Name: Free Kingdom of Allanea
Side Supporting (rebels or Government): Humanitarian erlief, later support to the government.
Type of Support (Peacekeepers, secret agents, monetary, etc): Initially humanitarian relief.
Size of Support: First food and supplies, may increase to a military force of no more than 12,000 ground troops and a single carrier battlegroup, or equivalent, depending on events.

RP example
More on my nation's emergency response doctrine.

Accepted!

Also the map is up in the Original post I only put Edoras on as that's the Capital but if you want to know of any other major cities let me know and i'll edit the map!

[Trioad]

Nation Name: Republic Of Trioad
Side Supporting (rebels or Government): Non Aligned
Type of Support (Peacekeepers, secret agents, monetary, etc): Humanitarian Relief
Size of Support: Food and other essential supllies early on later up to 5,000 troops
Previous Rp Example:

President Mathis sat in a upscale café with High General Joesph Stark. Stark was one of his few friends in the government, Mathis hoped he would accept his proposal which could be deadly to his career in Trioadian politcs
"Stark I've always liked you and I need a favor from you" said Mathis
"What said Stark with worry in his voice"
"We need to escalate the whole Antaros situation troops ready to fight"
"Why we have an embassy on the island and powerful allies backing Antaros up"
"Well the international community did not take well to Antaros's decision an invasion a brewing and I no.... we know it"
"I hate to say but I agree but how are we going to ramp this up"
"I need you to mobilize 75,000 troops for a "training exercise" of our own"

"I'll handle the internal affairs I just need you to get the troops ready"
"Well that's easier said than done unless troops land on Antaros soil my hands are tied"
" I can mobilize the 57th but for now that's all I can do
"Great, I already have a telegram regarding cooperation with other defenders of Antaros "
Offical Message From the Foreign Office Of Trioad


Encryption- Highest
Recipient: Government of Cyrusko
It has come to our attention that your nation and others have formed an alliance of some sorts regarding the defense of Antaros. As we all have the same goal the continued independence of Antaros it would be wise to work cooperatively. We hope you quickly accept our offer of cooperation.
Yours Sincerely
President Mathis

Key Characters (for if you fancy having some recurring characters) President Chris Mathis

[Ultramarine]

Nation Name: Republic Of Trioad
Side Supporting (rebels or Government): Non Aligned
Type of Support (Peacekeepers, secret agents, monetary, etc): Humanitarian Relief
Size of Support: Food and other essential supllies early on later up to 5,000 troops
Previous Rp Example:

President Mathis sat in a upscale café with High General Joesph Stark. Stark was one of his few friends in the government, Mathis hoped he would accept his proposal which could be deadly to his career in Trioadian politcs
"Stark I've always liked you and I need a favor from you" said Mathis
"What said Stark with worry in his voice"
"We need to escalate the whole Antaros situation troops ready to fight"
"Why we have an embassy on the island and powerful allies backing Antaros up"
"Well the international community did not take well to Antaros's decision an invasion a brewing and I no.... we know it"
"I hate to say but I agree but how are we going to ramp this up"
"I need you to mobilize 75,000 troops for a "training exercise" of our own"

"I'll handle the internal affairs I just need you to get the troops ready"
"Well that's easier said than done unless troops land on Antaros soil my hands are tied"
" I can mobilize the 57th but for now that's all I can do
"Great, I already have a telegram regarding cooperation with other defenders of Antaros "
Offical Message From the Foreign Office Of Trioad


Encryption- Highest
Recipient: Government of Cyrusko
It has come to our attention that your nation and others have formed an alliance of some sorts regarding the defense of Antaros. As we all have the same goal the continued independence of Antaros it would be wise to work cooperatively. We hope you quickly accept our offer of cooperation.
Yours Sincerely
President Mathis

Key Characters (for if you fancy having some recurring characters) President Chris Mathis

Going to say no I'm afraid.

[Allanea]

Dear Ultramarine!

As I try to be somewhat thorough in those things, I'd like to ask a few questions that'll make it easier for me to plan.

1. I see you used a map of the real-world British Isles to describe the shape of your country. Is it fair to assume that Ultramarine the nation has more or less the same shape of shore lines, the same climate, etc. as real Britain?
2. What infrastructure exists in Ultramarine? You said previously there is only one port, this seems unusual. Can I use British road maps for this RP?
3. How many people live in Ultramarine, and where do they live?
4. How good is the condition of the roads and electric power?
5. Is something unusual about the famine? I.e. yes, I understand that there are shortages of food, but are these shortages of all ind of food or just some specific types? [Your thread seems to imply that these are shortages of all food.]

[Ultramarine]

Dear Ultramarine!

As I try to be somewhat thorough in those things, I'd like to ask a few questions that'll make it easier for me to plan.

1. I see you used a map of the real-world British Isles to describe the shape of your country. Is it fair to assume that Ultramarine the nation has more or less the same shape of shore lines, the same climate, etc. as real Britain?
2. What infrastructure exists in Ultramarine? You said previously there is only one port, this seems unusual. Can I use British road maps for this RP?
3. How many people live in Ultramarine, and where do they live?
4. How good is the condition of the roads and electric power?
5. Is something unusual about the famine? I.e. yes, I understand that there are shortages of food, but are these shortages of all ind of food or just some specific types? [Your thread seems to imply that these are shortages of all food.]

Dear Allanea,

Not a problem I will happily answer questions to help people.

Yes the map is of the real-world British Isles, I'm British myself so I'm used to the environment and weather so I can post easier about weather and the sort. So yes it has the same climate, shore lines are as on the map so yes the same shape as real Britain.

Ultramarine is a very poor country, is has other ports but due to the civil war and other aspects they have fallen into a state of disrepair or are too small to receive the large aid ships. The roads condition is there are a few major roads that have survived but most of the roads are simple roads, not all tarmac covered. Electric in the countryside is a commodity. If you have it you are known to be of wealth so it only really exists in the government controlled estates and the capital. And if you want to use British road maps I see no problem

For RP purposes the population of Ultramarine is about 30 million spread out across the cities and small country villages. The city of Edoras has a population of about 1.3 million making it the largest city in the country.

Also on the topic of the famine it is a little unusual as Ultramarine never used to import a lot of food it relied heavily on its own farms. In turn a lot of the food was taken by the government as a tax if you couldn't afford to pay money. So farms have run dry and the long summer and lack of rain has caused a 'dust bowl' situation in that the land is hard to farm as well. It's only recently that the Emperor opened the borders to trade and that was to feed himself and his soldiers.

Any other questions?

[Allanea]

There will be some more but a post will be forthcoming today.

[Crockerland]

Nation Name: Crockerland
Side Supporting: Officially unaligned, but providing support to people in rebel-controlled territory
Type of Support: Diplomatic support, peacekeeping, medical & food relief, largely localized to the Scottish Highlands & Islands region
Size of Support: 10,000 troops
25 combat aircraft
Previous Rp Example: https://forum.nationstates.net/viewtopic.php?f=31&t=449205&p=34575366&sid=5ad1aa7ac86f208ca9de4b403472da73#p34575366
Key Characters: President Royston Webb (president), General Tyrone Thandi (head of operations in Europe)

See also: small arms, aircraft, land vehicles, and uniforms factbooks.


Aside from the difference in country name and governance system, is Ultramarine functionally similar to the United Kingdom in terms of culture, linguistics, and ethnicity? IE: would, say, Wales still be a place inhabited by the Welsh who speak English and Welsh, or would that country, people, and language have some different name, or be divided completely differently?

[Ultramarine]

Nation Name: Crockerland
Side Supporting: Officially unaligned, but providing support to people in rebel-controlled territory
Type of Support: Diplomatic support, peacekeeping, medical & food relief, largely localized to the Scottish Highlands & Islands region
Size of Support: 10,000 troops
25 combat aircraft
Previous Rp Example: https://forum.nationstates.net/viewtopic.php?f=31&t=449205&p=34575366&sid=5ad1aa7ac86f208ca9de4b403472da73#p34575366
Key Characters: President Royston Webb (president), General Tyrone Thandi (head of operations in Europe)

See also: small arms, aircraft, land vehicles, and uniforms factbooks.


Aside from the difference in country name and governance system, is Ultramarine functionally similar to the United Kingdom in terms of culture, linguistics, and ethnicity? IE: would, say, Wales still be a place inhabited by the Welsh who speak English and Welsh, or would that country, people, and language have some different name, or be divided completely differently?

I would say so yes except that the northern lands are filled with Ultrans who speak a very heavily accented english (common in Ultramarine) and Ultrainin (which is basically their own tongue). Wales is a formerly occupied region having only entered into the main Ultramarine Empire in the last 100 years and is made up of...well let's call them Welsh as I can't think of a name right now! Otherwise the rest of the country is made up of Marineians who make the majority of the population, basically the English.

Also accepted

[Allanea]

To be clear, is it winter IC in Ultramarine?

[Ultramarine]

To be clear, is it winter IC in Ultramarine?

No it's autumn, so the heat is still there but its starting to go and the it should technically be raining a bit more but there is of course a lack of that.