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I bump.
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Bumpity, bumpy, bump!
Wait, isn't that the name of your founder?
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Ah the GC, ancient, cultured, honorable and most importantly the inventors of ZI!
Also, bump.
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Apo-Mayta Looks on from across the street as repair crews work to repair the damaged parts of the palace. A trickle of sweat runs down his face. As he wipes it aside, someone offers him a beer. He takes it gladly and turns to thank thank his savior. It is his son, "So, I here you ordered the attack?"
"Yes father," Acahuana replies, smiling.
Apo-Mayta looks sturnly into his sons eyes, "The world is calling it a torrest attack. It wasn't the best way to go about it."
"Maybe, but it was the fastest."
Apo-Mayta sighs, "Well we can hold the elections now..."
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Starting an alliance is easy.
Getting it to survive to growth and eventual fruition is usually about as successful as trying to jump out of the Earth's gravitational pull. In the end you will probably only succeed if you're lucky, or if you have someone very popular on your side. Or a combination of both.
Meh, the GC seems to be doing just fine, despite being quite and small.
If he's looking to rule CN, you have a point. If he's looking for some friends and just enough protection to avoid getting tech raided, then not so much.
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As the Afternoon sun beats down on the Palace Grounds, a young rebel looks up into the sky, hoping for rain. As he looks, he notices a long cloud. As he continues to look, the cloud grows longer and draws close, "Missile!"
As the missile flies overhead, the warhead detonates, releasing a cloud of nerve gas. As the rebels try to flee, chocking, sharp shooters that had quietly surrounded the palace take leisurely shots at them, ensuring none survive.
The 'battle' is over in less then 15 minutes and Acahuana, who had ordered the attack and sat in an unassuming pickup a block away, drives up and looks at the impressive, despite the gaping hole, facade of the Imperial Palace, "Alas, I'm home."
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As news of of the rebel sacking of the Imperial Palace and the Imperial Family's escape spread, rumors that they had fled the country and that the rebels had taken power spread quickly. Seeking to end the rumors, Apo-Mayta sent a short video made at LISF Base 3 to all national media outlets.
"Greetings to my fellow Inca! As you can see by the solders, equipment and buildings behind me, I'm vary much still in the Empire at 1 of our bases. I call on all loyalists to stay at their homes, disobey all mandates by the rebels that violate Inca Law and to allow the military to restore order. As New Inca, I hereby declare all territory under the rule of the Empire to be in a state of rebellion and is response declare martial law. a 24 hour curfew is now in effect and anyone leaving their homes for any reason, save for safety or medical reasons will be detained. To the loyalest among you, I wish you well and to the Rebels among you, I promise swift death!" Apo-Mayta gives a smart salute and the video ends.
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OOC: Sorry mate. Didn't know you were coming back or not. Last time I waited for someone to come back they didn't, and since you were inactive for over 20 days I took back the land. Since your back, of course you can have your land back. I don't need it.
As a retcon, the cruise missiles were never fired.
OOC: Ya, my internet was acting up. Messed up an RP on my alliance forums as well. Also, I've not really been inactive as the Boiler Room proves, it's just the BR doesn't require a stable internet connection. Plenty of others to carry on the debate and all.
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OOC: heh heh, an intriguing idea.
OOC: Indeed.
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OOC: He RPed launching cruise missiles filled with zombie viruses onto your nation after you went inactive.
Oh. Well...
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The blue X in the Rebellion stands for the approx. Location of the bunkers. Note that the New Inca Empire has decended into anarchy as a result of Diberia's situation.
OOC: Say what?
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OOC: 2 things:
1. My last RP died 1/2 way thru due to my internet dieing and the previous 1 also fell apart on me totally screwing my RP nation over.
2. I got bored of the RP path I was on and want a change.
Thus I'm hereby declaring all old RPs void and will be using this thread to reset my RP nation. The New Inca and Crown Prince will remain and will retain their old character traits but everything else will be different.
2 final notes, if this messes up anyone's RP history, just PM me and I'll work something out. Also, I retain my old claim. As none of it is conquered territory, I see no issue.
IC: For centuries, the Inca Society, a small but wealthy and powerful organization, had worked to protect the Inca and to restore the Empire. After the Zombie outbreak in South America, they had their chance. As the situation stabilized, the Inca Society moved quickly to restore law and order... In there image. And so it came to pass that the New Inca Empire was declared and a surprisingly peaceful and prosperous time followed, however it was not to last.
New Inca (King) Apo-Mayta Chavez, his wife, Coya (Queen) Maxi-Coca Chavez, there hair, Crown Auqui (Prince) Acahuana Chavez and there teenage daughter, Nusta (Princess) Maria Chavez walked briskly down the Great Hall at the Imperial Palace for they could not be late.
Apo-Mayta looked worried, "Hurry! If we don't get out now, it'll be too late!"
A few moments later they emerge outside, a helicopter was waiting, it's blades already spinning. The pilot urged them foreword with waves of his hands. As the last of the Imperial Family boarded the helicopter, Maxi-Coca yelled at the pilot, "Get us airborne, now!"
As the helicopter rose into the air, a massive explosion ripped away the front of the Imperial Palace. As the helicopter flew overhead, enraged rebels could be seen storming the palace. Some of the rebels noticed the helicopter, despite there blood lust and opened fire. The helicopter was safely out of range an suffered no damage.
Apo-Mayta shook his head, "Elections were to be held tomorrow. Why did they attack?"
Maria looked at her father with a worried look, "Had our spy not warned us of the attack..."
The helicopter continued onward to Land Inca Security Force (LISF) Base 3 and safety.
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Wait for all your aid/war slots to empty, hit delete, follow the instructions, start a new nation, PM me, get 50 tech free.
I'm tired of people of leaving CN, so if tech to help you get restarted will help keep you, by all means ask. -
The door was kicked down and Srg. Tom Gonzalez's strike team entered the room, M-16's at the ready. All they could see was overturned chairs, blood and the dead princess.
OOC: I'll add more later. Suffering a writers block atm.
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"So your majesty," Antonio Regen, the mastermind behind the revolt, says the word with a snarl, "Will you abdicate or will we have to just kill you and your family?"
The New Inca spits in Antonio's face, "The Chavez Dynasty will always survive, even now my son is building himself up in Africa. Would you rather be forced to bow to him as a god, to all of us of Inca blood as deities? That is your fate if he rules. 1 fitting for the likes of you I should add." The New Inca smiles a sinister smile.
"You're son would die the moment he made landfall. Now," Antonio raises a pistol level with the New Inca's face, "will you abdicate?!"
"No."
Antonio pulls the trigger and... Nothing happens.
The New Inca lunges at Antonio, knocking him down. Before the other rebels can react, the chancellor, prime minister and the rest of the cabinet follow his lead. After a few wild shots and enraged punches and kicks, the fight is over. The rebels are subdued, however as the New Inca looks around his face takes on the look of a stricken man, "No!"
Minister of Domestic Affairs Princess Ailina Chavez lays dead, a bullet wound to her chest.
As the New Inca weeps over his daughters body, more rebels enter the room, M-16s at the ready. Before they can react to the seance before them however, more shots can be heard in the palace grounds. LISF reinforcements have arrived.
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The chancellor paced back and forth in his office, yet another target, this time a busy grocery store, had been bombed. It was the same as the others, a small charge to bring in rescue teams followed by a larger 1 to destroy the building and kill everyone in range. "We know what's happening but what can we do, let the victims die unaided?"
The New Inca looked at the chancellor with a grim face, "That my be exactly what we must do to reduce casualties.'"
"As you wish, I'll give the order. Also, any word on your son?"
"He's still in Africa. His banking operations and work camps have made him quite powerful from what I hear. Let us hope he doesn't successfully establish a shadow government. I can't deal with another coup attempt by his followers now."
"Sirs?" An aid enters the room. "The rebels have taken the airport and port. I'm told to inform you that it's unlikely we'll be able to quickly retake them."
"Tank you." The New Inca turns to the chancellor, "It would seem we're under blockade."
"Indeed."
At that moment another small blast blows open the palace gate followed by the arrival of trucks from which rebels pour out.
The New Inca grabs his phone and hits the speed dial for the local LISF base, "We need help, NOW!"
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OOC: I'm assuming the only public bit of information right now is the assassination?
IC: Promised Land condemns the assassination of a leader in a peaceful state. There was no reason for such a despicable act.
OOC: A bit of back story. A few months back, the Marxists rose up in an attempt to seize power due to the unchecked authority of the New Inca. After a brief series of attacks and riots, the New Inca capitulated and held elections. However, the new gov't ended up having allies and even family of the New Inca elected keeping them out of their own gov't. They aim to rectify that now. Now the elections were legit but they think otherwise yet on the other hand, the next in line to rule the Empire is a crazy fascist who thinks he and the Inca in general are deities, so it's not as if they're not justified in their opposition, even if the prince is a declared traitor hiding in Africa. I will bring the prince back if this RP ends up deposing my current ruler, otherwise he'll stay in Africa until a good RP opportunity pop ups their.
Some rules, no posting about anything you don't know (at the moment all you know is that a gov't leader was killed and that riots have started all over the Empire and have escalated to terrorist attacks), no contacting the prince until and if I bring him into the RP and obviously no god modding.
Otherwise have fun. I'll even tolerate an invasion (not IC obviously) to stabilize my nation if it really gets out of hand.
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OOC; I wouldn't really know how to join it, actually...
OOC: If you're a communist nation, offer support to the rebels. If not, offer support to my gov't. Also, I still have that as yet unknown weapon and my rouge prince. So this is really up to you.
IC: The police station burned, shards of glass and twisted bodies lay up and down the street. Capt. Donald Sanchez shook his head and got out of his squad car. "Goddamn rebels!"
A seemingly shaken bystander asks, "Wha- What happened?"
"Bomb. Must of been left in the lobby from the looks of the blast." Battered and dazed shapes emerge from the dust and smoke, "And it seems I'm right. Most of the station must of survived, I see my comrades now."
The bystander stands in place for a moment and looks at his watch, then leaves without another word. As he walks down the street, he mumbles to himself, "5... 4... 3... 2... 1..." The blast can be heard 5 miles away.
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Assassination! So read the headline on every newspaper in the Empire. Derick Jesus, a member of the High Council, had been shot and killed earlier in the morning by Marxist rebels. The same rebels that had led to the formation of the High Council no less. Chancellor Alix Smith sighed, if not the Crown Prince, then the Marxists.
"They are just mad they lost, sir." An aid had just walked into the room.
"Lost... Lost months ago, why start this now rather then then?" Alex frowned in frustration.
"Well, I don't know, sir. If I had to guess, it was due to their shock at having their government established with them not part of it quickly followed by 1st the princes attempted coup followed by not 1 but 2 wars." The aid laughed, "Had we known peace after the election, they may well have started this back then."
OOC: Feel free to join in if you want. I've not bothered RPing the elected part of my gov't much and I want to fix that oversight.
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Well... I wouldn't have done it this way...
Seriously...
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OOC: Waluigi as MoFA? Good luck, lol.
Reminds me of the LUEnited Nations.
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But I can't even remember a time in which either of us logged onto to a computer that belonged to the other, or if he did it was long enough ago that I don't remember, like a year or something.
Not remembering =/= not happening.
My suggestion is 1 0f you delete and use another computer to start over. Also, always continue using that same computer. Otherwise, you'll be stuck with this.
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Plus, a dummy nation could trade to a real nation that could trade to the creator of the dummy nation. Loophole found. =\
There has to be a better way. My friend was going to help me get started, and that obviously can't occur when he's unable to send foreign aid.
I mean, we have different IP addresses. Shouldn't that make a difference?
I doesn't work that way...
Also, no it doesn't because both nations were started from the same computer (even if separated by a few months).
More, please!
Lets try this again...
in Fantasy RP (IC)
Posted · Edited by New Inca Empire
OOC: Lets try this again...
I claim my old territory in South America. Hopefully my internet won't die this time.
IC: As dawn came on, the newly rising sun casting a golden hue on the Caracas skyline, Antonio Chavez marched to the beach, a horde of battered and tired looking people behind him. They were all civilians but they knew how to fight and they had fought hard to get to the beach.
Antonio tells his aids, 2 young men and a woman, to spread the word for the 'army' to stop. As the order is spread, Antonio approaches a podium that had been set up for him in the pre-dawn hours when he had 1st lead the horde into the near empty city. As Antonio takes his position behind the podium, he waits a few moments to allow the horde to settle down and then starts speaking, "My people, long have we struggled to bring this land under our rule. Most have, I'm thankful to say, flocked to our cause but even still we had to rebuild towns, roads, schools and more. And then, just a week ago as we approached this great city, we were finally opposed by that ragtag band of barbarians that called themselves masters of this land, as if they, who unlike ourselves, had lived here in the days before the darkness came. They were not Latin nor native. They were whites from North America, hopping to claim this land, OUR land as their own in it's state of anarchy. And what happened to them, my people?"
A great cry rises from the horde, "We killed them! We killed them! We killed them and reclaimed our land!" As the chant died down after being repeated several times, Antonio resumed speaking, "That we did! That you, in honor and bravery, did!" The horde cheers. "And so now we stand in our capital, the last of the lands left ungoverned for so long. At last this land is free and safe once more!" Antonio knew that the land was hardly safe but no need to worry the horde. He would deal with that soon enough, for now he had to rally the horde to him more fully then they had ever been before and so he continued speaking, "Now comes the time we finish rebuilding our civilization. The time we build up a great military machine to crush our enemies. Now is the time we declare this land, once referred to as the Vince of the New World, to be the free, sovereign and proud Republic of Venezuela (OOC: Ya, I'm not RPing my IG nation this time.)!"
Venezuelans getting ready to raise their flag once more.