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So i'm making a faction of unique power armored sociopathic crusaders. The premise of my idea is that a roman-catholic priest/father in Detroit, through use of contacts and associates (The IBEW and other unions lend aid and provide favors) and by being an incredibly corrupt bastard, managed to construct a vault loosely based off Vault Tec designs. The only problems, of course, are that Vault Tec screwed over the deal by handing over blueprints of failed designs and a certain intervention by a U.S Colonel whom wishes to secure a spot for him and his family in the bunker. When the vault sealed up, it was full of IBEW union workers, military personnel and prominent church members. While the failed design allowed for the vault to be completed and relatively safe to inhabit, it's air filtration systems constantly failed, the door jammed stuck upon closing, and even with master electricians on hand they still experienced a severe lighting and reactor issue. So for little over two hundred years this community lived in long periods of relative darkness, barely filtered air and a jammed door. Many came to rely solely on the electricians for survival, and some even revered them. Eventually, they came to see electricity as mankind's salvation, and their daily roman-catholic preachings convoluted into some cult that sees electricity as God's purpose for creating man. The current generation within the vault, the first one to somehow successfully open the door two years before the start of the RP, is practically a byproduct of being raised in a religious, militant and hard working way. Sadly, this way has also disillusioned them into seeing women as breeding cattle the last couple generations growing up in the vault, and even more so upon exiting and witnessing the outside world.

I don't want to demean this idea by saying this faction is sort of an Enclave meets Brotherhood of Steel mixup but it kind of is. They don't covet all forms of technology, mostly only Tesla designs. In the sense of them being like the Enclave, they practically purge anything that doesn't look normal to them. They do however go on missions outside of Detroit in an attempt to make contact with and convert tribals or "uncultured" wastelanders as there are so few of them in number, and even fewer so with access to tesla armor and advanced weaponry. Two Missionaries in Tesla armor is pretty badass, two missionaries with only about two or three clips of microfusion cells confronting a xenophobic tribe of a couple hundred people out in the middle of uncharted bumfuck Michigan sounds more like a challenge. So I don't believe there'd be an overpowered issue, and I prefer storyline roleplaying over stat based roleplaying any day. The good news about that is I am one of the few people who actually prefers to roleplay downfalls, epic failures and death when it comes to my own characters. Trying to win while telling a story can get too complicated and cliche'd for me, so i've thus since tried to find out ways for me to lose epically.

Also if any or all of this sounds crazy out of my mind that's because i'm feebly attempting to organize my thoughts at two in the morning

EDIT: Or it probably does sound all crazy. I come up with crazy off the wall stuff sometimes.
wassap rilla for shilla, mad chilla and ice cold killa. its a good feeling when you start to see your life as well as other lives around you pushing forward!
Hm. Now that you said that actually, let me think here.

Okay, I can heavily modify this whilst keeping the location of Phoenix and the surround urban area known as the Valley. I don't think this concept could reasonably stretch out beyond the immediate outlying areas of Phoenix. It'd practically be a severely more militant force born of survival. They'd still have a hefty amount of Legion indoctrination branded in their minds, with some key changes. With their situation so dire following excessive infighting and massacres, women, the elderly and even children are seen picking up arms against aggressors. A sort of forced concept of alienation and the embedded concept that every able body must fight to protect their own. Sadly, this way of life has led more than a few women of any age to be forced upon by some of the more renowned warriors. Pregnant women would be a more common sight than anything else walking through certain settlements within Phoenix. Slaves would be more common as well as commonly sought and treated like cattle just the same, nothing more. Just like the old ways, however with women (albeit very slightly) progressively reaching equality through recognition in battle certain customs have changed over the years. Although whose to say if they don't quickly rise to a significant fighting force and banish women back to their previous role in Legion life and swiftly return to the old ways. Some key female warriors may just get things to gradually change if they live to make such changes.

Now, i'm having trouble thinking of how this nation would lead itself. My concept as described is that this new legion is all that's left after such infighting. So few legionnares remained, and even a handful of female and child slaves and children training to be legionnares survived after several merciless slaughters of slaves and children. A single high ranking Vexilliarus attempts to proclaim himself the new sovereign leader, he is cut down by his own men. No one wants to continue this endless killing and succession, so i'm trying to think if they'd attempt something like a senate or if they would have something like a council of legates in charge, or just promote a sovereign authority figure.

Edit: Aside from this, I also have the idea in mind of creating a rogue faction of brotherhood of steel that's transformed into some demented technological cult revering the power of tesla energy as some omnipotent entity and thus hoarding and envying the most advanced technology they can get their hands on. Basically, the greediest Brotherhood sect to date, and the craziest. They'd have commanders be called "Inquisitors" and go on regular scouting missions sending both Inquisitors and Missionaries to discover "heretics", practically anyone in possession of the technology they require which includes other Brotherhood sects, or "the blind", potential wastelanders or settlers they believe could be easily coerced or manipulated into joining them and their Tesla Crusade. They'd just inhabit a single vault or series of bunkers somewhere in the midwest, and if I remember researching correctly radioactive tornado season would probably keep them locked up in their vault or bunkers.


Nation: Neo Phoenicia
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Location: Scattered settlements within the ruins of Phoenix and surrounding townships(The Valley), as well as villages and moderately sized tribal encampments around the Sonoran Wasteland (Sonora Desert) and Two Sun, Red Rock and parts of Dead Ironwood Forest (Interstate 10)

History:
"Caesar is dead. You bow to me, now."

"No, Vexilliarius. You are dead, we bow to no one."

In the waning years of Caesar's Legion Successors versus the newly forged and independent Phoenix Legion, there was only one Legate who would learn the true price and worth of a human being. As the "successors" were driven back to the north, to Flagstaff presumably, the call to halt pursuing the enemy was a shock to the ground soldiers. The Phoenician Legate, Tarak Victorio, taught the lesson of retaining humanity, whilst also taking the time to understand your enemy and exploiting their weaknesses. They would hope that the successors' infighting would kill them off slowly and quietly away from their interests.

And so, within the confines of Sky Harbor Airport in the epicenter of the ruins of Phoenix, a trade and ally republic was formed. The legion aspects would remain, as a form of impressive military force, but things would change. True criminals such as murderers and thieves became slaves, women became royalty, and people worked toward providing education through their own form of writing. Phoenician Legions still manage to protect trade caravans and major routes just as before, however their depleted numbers can be considerably noted by up and coming raiders, Fiends fleeing in large numbers from the Mojave desert, and rumors of creatures with lizard eyes and human bodies that tunnel up from the earth.

The Phoenician Legion openly recruited, sometimes giving criminals the option of enlisting instead of enslavement. Their numbers are slowly increasing, but without the old methods some are wondering if the old ways of Caesar's Legion were better. The training is just the same, just as difficult without the brainwashing, yet some find it hard to adapt to a totally opposite way of thinking. Nonetheless, sparsely located settlements swiftly erected within the twisted and entrenched steel, stone and rubble of Phoenix. Zip lines and cut electrical wires allowed for cargo to be transported long distances with a lower risk of losing it, and soon an independent system of trade and a steady economy reached out to the formation of four villages west of the Valley, within the Sonoran Desert. However, with a border so close to the New California Republic, one can only wonder how relations and first contact will turn out when the two forces soon meet.

In the meantime, a rebellion in Two Sun drove Caesar's Legion north into a fortress and encampments in the ruins of Red Rock and the dead Ironwood Forest. With the artery severed at Interstate 10, Phoenician Legates met with the fleeing resistance and encountered the victorious rebels. Tensions were high as they first met, but when the legion donning purple had laid down their arms, the rebels knew they were dealing with something different. Territory was secured, and eventually brahmin drawn carriages and steadily secured roads kept most raiders at bay aside from the occasional independent warchief.

Sky Harbor Airport became the Republican Senate House for Head Councilor Victorio and the collective Purple Senate of Twelve Men and Twelve Women of varying ages from twenty to forty. The last war was against the successors, but some can only wonder whether war against the NCR is on the horizon...and whether returning to the old ways is purely an inevitability.
Part of me also wishes House was still alive, or at least his securitrons. I've always wanted to see something like the Securitron Army vs. BoS & Commonwealth Androids in a large scale war. Ohh, the many Fallout-esque dreams and visions I hope come true if Fallout 4 is ever made.

Part of me wants to create a threatening force of super mutant slavers migrated far from Vault 87 to the midwest or midnorth or midsouth, wherever is available. Led by a behemoth with an intelligence of 10, with these storm trooper esque super muties that can never seem to hit anything....and yes that is a joke.

EDIT: Holy shit a revelation came to me, and now I want to create something very detrimental to the storyline. Be right back, and than I'll post my idea and see what everyone thinks of it.
Part of me wants to create a tribal state of slightly less than barbaric tribals whom have ran the remnants of Caesar's Legion out of Southern/Southwest Arizona and part of me wants to create a small tight knit community of socially different Caesar's Legion remnants in Northern Arizona.
So here I am typing away on my phone. My touchscreen decided my thumb was actually .0000001 millimeter closer to the paste button than the copy button and you know the rest.

Ugh, fuck this. Post will come up tomorrow.
mattmanganon said
I'm probably not going to post until tomorrow.


Pathfinder said
I may post later tonight, but no promises.


grumble grumble negative brownie points grumble grumble

seriously, just two paragraphs. thats like at most 10-12 sentences.

Regardless, i'll get a post up within the next few hours to speed things along.
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