WA Delegate: The Nuka World Tyrants of Raiders of Ragnarok (elected )
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The embassy with The Area 51 is being withdrawn. Closure expected .
Today's World Census Report
The Most Developed in The Fallout Wasteland
The World Census compiles a "Human Development Index" by measuring citizens' average life expectancy, education, and income.
As a region, The Fallout Wasteland is ranked 5,215th in the world for Most Developed.
|1.||The Kingdom of Alitannia||Democratic Socialists Ordinary Caring Intelligent World Citizens||“Armonium est Magia”|
|2.||The Seething Void of Iok-Sotot||Libertarian Police State Slightly Overzealous Peoples Democracy||“¯!_(ツ)_!¯”|
|3.||The Sovereign Corporation of Ivan Industries||New York Times Democracy Corporate-Dominated Sham Democracy||“A World Rebuilt, a Civilization Reborn”|
|4.||The United Socialist States of Bearded Animals||Democratic Socialists Ordinary Caring Intelligent World Citizens||“God shave the Queen”|
|5.||The Kingdom of Spain AU||Moralistic Democracy Narrow-Minded Backwoodsy Bigots||“Ne Plus Ultra”|
|6.||The Free Nation of New Havenn||New York Times Democracy Corporate-Dominated Sham Democracy||“Freedom is the right of the people.”|
|7.||The New German Confederation of Ardentus||Democratic Socialists Ordinary Caring Intelligent World Citizens||“Gott Mitt Uns!”|
|8.||The Russian Empire of The Rising Solaris||Father Knows Best State Suspiciously Conservative Democracy||“Съ нами Богъ!”|
|9.||The New Vegas Economic Zone of Lengo||Inoffensive Centrist Democracy Fascists||“The House always wins...”|
|10.||The Nuka World Tyrants of Raiders of Ragnarok||Inoffensive Centrist Democracy Fascists||“My ambition may seem cruel, but it is the way forward!”|
- : The Most Serene Republic of Surfactant Factory departed this region for North Antarctic federation.
- : Republic of vescilla ceased to exist.
- : The Most Serene Republic of Surfactant Factory arrived from The Mediterranean Sea.
- : The Queendom of Greater New Victoria arrived from The East Pacific.
- : The People's Republic of Padfootia II of the region The Area 51 ordered the closure of its embassy in The Fallout Wasteland.
- : Embassy established between Memeverse and The Fallout Wasteland.
- : Embassy established between The Fallout Wasteland and The united nations of liberalia.
- : The Remnants of The United States Navy and Marine Corps arrived from Osiris.
- : The Rogue Nation of Separatist Rebellion arrived from Osiris.
- : The Armed monarchy of 5-star Generals ceased to exist.
The Fallout Wasteland Regional Message Board
Near Sanctuary, The Commonwealth
[Numinus] "Is the Cause your only Dream?"
[Calgon] "The Cause is the Blood which pumps through my Veins."
[Numinus] "Would you stray from the Call?"
[Calgon] "The Call is All i hear."
[Numinus] "Would you lay down your life for the Cause?"
[Calgon] "I would die on demand for the Dream."
Numinus Nodded and picked up a Combat knife resting in the Soil near his feet. Taking the Combat knife he Cut his hand and Used the Blood to draw a symbol on the Initiates Chest.
[Numinus] "I deem you worthy of the Cause. You will die knowing that your spirit will live on."
Bunker Hill, The Commonwealth
Calgon Approaches the Settlement of bunker hill by Foot. Wearing Hooded rags and a Trenchcoat he Is forced to stop at the Giant checkpoint that has been constructed near the Settlement before Continuing on.
New England IVT
He is asked to disclose where he's from, what his purpose is, what weapons he is carrying.
Calgon Raises his hands then lowers them slowly to his Trenchcoat which he opens and Spins around so the Guards can see.
[Calgon] "I am From Cambridge. I am here looking to purchase some Munitions. I only carry with me a Revolver and enough rounds for one reload."
He smiles at the Guards.
[Calgon] "I have heard from some Passing Caravans that if i seek something bunker hill is the place to go. Quite a reputation you have gained with the Traders. I hope this is proven accurate."
Calgon Smiles and Agrees to the Pat down search. After all he has nothing to hide on his body.
Currently the only things in his possession are the Revolver he already Disclosed along with the additional ammo and the caps he meant to spend at bunker hill. Not a bunch but a considerable amount tucked into a Bag that is tied around his waist.
[Calgon] "By all means. Safety is a Top priority. Can never be too careful with all these raider gangs running amok."
He steps out of line and awaits the search.
The guard performs the pat down, then goes to confer with his watch commander. After a few moments he returns and hands him a passport. "Keep that on you at all times," he instructs, then motions for you to go through the gate.
Diplomatic Indemnity, pt. 2
The next day, after a short jaunt from the Bastion to Bunker Hill, the Covenant Marines were released into the marketplace to look around while the Lieutenant went with Elena (having taken over tour-guide duties from the Sole Survivor) to the Weatherby Savings and Loan, now the Headquarters for the NEC Military. The rubble from the launch had been cleared out and some of the more intact offices turned into offices for various military personnel - including General Madsen, O-2, and Priestess Templar Night Glider (though the Templars kept their own barracks in another part of the settlement).
"Lieutenant Dresden, good to see you again," Madsen greeted the Marine. "Now, I understand you've asked to be briefed on what we know about the Tyrants."
"Yes, sir," the Marine replied, deferentially. "I assume that thick file on your desk is your intelligence on the matter?"
As the Marine read through the reports, Madsen launched into a prepared briefing on all they knew about the tyrants - from survivor stories, to rumors on the Raider grapevine, to the recon report prepared by Night Glider. "Now, the Priestess Templar said that the bullet completely obliterated her partner's head, leading her to believe that it was a .50 caliber shot."
"So they Tyrants don't seem all that bad," Lieutenant Dresden commented. "I see here a report that they treat conquered villages gently, so long as they don't make trouble. They even gave out some caps to a starving village?"
"Yes, the Tyrants are merciful to their serfs," Madsen remarked dryly, "But they're ferocious in combat. The wild card is her new underboss - some psycho known as the Flower Child. All reports say that he and his tribe - or raider group or whatever you want to call it - are both bloodthirsty and completely mad. There's a report in there from a survivor of his attack on Lawrence, Massachusetts. It's not pretty."
Lieutenant Dresden nodded slowly. "The threat certainly does seem credible," he murmured. "You're surrounded and outnumbered, and your best hope for defense - whoever these Men in Black worked for - seems to have packed up and left." He closed the folder and set it down. "Is there a way to do recon on Nuka World itself?"
Madsen frowned. "It'd be difficult. Night Glider said they have patrols on the area in front of the Transit Center... which would mean we'd either need to go north and try to swing back south, or swing south into the Glowing Sea and then back north again. And we don't know what kind of patrols they have in their intervening territory."
"What about your Vertibird?" Dresden inquired. "That ought to be able to make a quick insertion and just as quick an extraction."
"Our pilot is green and the only one we have, I'm not risking her on a recon mission deep into hostile territory."
Dresden nodded thoughtfully. "I understand." He stood up. "In any case, I'm told you have a reactor you'd be willing to share with us. If I might be shown it..."
"Of course," Madsen replied.
Nodding his head he takes the passport and tucks it into his pocket.
[Calgon] "Much thanks Gentlemen. Keep up the good work. At least there are some out there doing their part to make Commonwealth a safer place."
Smiling he passes through the Checkpoint and into bunker hill.
It was certainly a much more bustling place than he was used to. Certainly not Diamond city but a nice slice of Urban living in an otherwise Desolate and Isolated Location. Well isolated unless you consider various hostile creatures and mutants to be Neighbors. Walking around he looked for the weapons vendor and finally caught sight of of one.
Approaching the Vendor he Smiled at him and gave a warm greeting.
[Calgon] "Hey friend! I hear you are the one to go to for Munitions. Best place outside of Diamond City if you listen to what the Caravans say."
Boston Commonwealth, the Castle
Flying at top speed, the 15 Gunships were as Valkyries, descending upon their enemies. As soon as the Vertibirds were within range, flashes filled the air as missiles launched from their tubes sped toward their targets at the Castle. Soon after the Vertibirds Gatling lasers opened up, heavy energy weapon fire raking the artillery crews and guard patrols on the forts walls, as missiles exploded in the courtyard or on the radio tower.
Crazy Dave happens to be the Weapons Vendor today. "Well howdy, neighbor! Say, you interested in a walnut? Great for bowling those ferals with!"