Byrd Man

Dialectic 0: Beyond Man

Application for playing as a nation

Name:The Kingdom of Dixie

Location: South Carolina, Western NC, Northeastern Georgia

History:

In the far aftermath of the apocalypse, the region that comprises the Kingdom began to unite in the name of common cause and survival. A landed gentry class began to slowly form and control their areas, named counties after the old world designation, like feudal lords. Twelve counties make up the Kingdom, a duke ruling over each one. The king is elected among the twelve dukes by the twelve dukes. In the history, all the kings have hailed from Allendale and the Duke of Allendale is always the presumptive heir to the throne.

The once autocratic system the Kingdom used eventually came into conflict with the disenchanted lower class, who soon rebelled. The rebellion resulted in a bloody civil war. Rebellion leader Paul Bryant, the fierce warrior known as the Bear, declared the Republic of Dixie throughout the northern part of the kingdom. Eventually the Republic and the rebellion were brought down by the king's army in the brutal Battle of Greenville. Bryant and his followers were executed and the Republic was dissolved. In the time since the uprising, the Kingdom's political system has shifted. The king is still elected among the dukes, and it always the Duke of Allendale, but now a parliament of elected officials helps govern the Kingdom as it expands further into the old territories of North Carolina and Georgia.

Key People:

King Robert IV -- Formerly the Duke of Allendale
Lord Hood -- Duke of Anderson, royal elector, and the king's right hand man.
Sir Faulkner -- Cavalry knight in the king's army, currently fighting for expansion in Northeast Georgia.
Enoch Wallace -- Spy and assassin, serves Lord Hood.
Jack Johnson -- Member of Parliament, leader of the liberal faction.
Samuel Helms -- Member of Parliament, leader of the conservative faction.
Lord Thurmond -- Duke of Allendale, Robert's brother, and assumptive heir to the throne.
Peter Russell -- Deserter of the king's army, living among the barbarians and raiders in Georgia.

Soviet Amerika - Red Dawn-Inspired Alternate History

"Evening," Joe said, exhaling cigarette smoke from his mouth as he spoke. He had the glowing butt of a Marlboro in his beefy left hand and he flicked it away into the dark.

"Joe the Jew," said Mike LeBeau. "What the fuck?"

"I know," replied Joe. "Of all the poorly-lit parking lots in all the towns in all the fucking world, you walk into mine."

Joe and LeBeau knew each other from the Life, always Life with a capital L. That was part of the reason why Joe hung back every time they dealt with LeBeau. Before it was simple enough stuff. You give him cash, you get drugs. A monkey could do it. But tonight rough stuff was in order so Joe was front and center. That was alright with him. The group had been spending the last few weeks working up the nerve to pull the trigger when the time came. For Joe that wouldn't be a problem. It wouldn't be a problem either for the rest of them after their first time. That's something nobody realized about killing. It wasn't that it was too hard; it was too damn easy. They had debated about tonight and if they could do it. It was exactly why Joe took point. Mike LeBeau was a rat. Didn't matter if there was doubt from the others, the people above them said he was a rat. And rats had to be killed. Simple as that.

"What are you doing out here?"

"Serving my country," he said with a grin.

"Strange fucking bedfellows," said LeBeau.

It was true but not without precedent. The Wops worked with the government back during the Big One to cause chaos in Italy and Sicily. Then they worked with the CIA to try to wack Castro. Joe saw himself carrying out the grand tradition of wiseguys coming together to fight America's enemies. Like all mob guys he was a capitalist through and through. The way he saw it, he was gonna whack guys regardless so why not do it for his country?

"So where's the shit, Mike?"

"Where's the money, Joe?"

Joe nodded towards Ben and let out a short bark of a laugh.

"The fucking hayseed over there has your cash."

Soviet Amerika - Red Dawn-Inspired Alternate History

Name: Joe Sullivan

Age: 41

Gender: Male

Ethnicity/Nationality: Irish-American

Physical Description: Joe is heavyset, but his height (6'1) helps him carry the weight. He's on the stout side leaning close to fat. His auburn hair has streaks of grey in it and he often wears it slicked back with gel of some sort. Joe has a thick beard that is also flecked with grey in it. His outfit of choice is often some sort of comfortable pants with elastic waist -- track suit pants or basketball shorts, etc. -- and a t-shirt or tanktop. He looks like a shady guy.

History:

Joe Sullivan was born in South Boston, the youngest of three children. His father, Danny, was an electrician and his mother, Irene, worked as a tollbooth worker on the Tobin Bridge. Danny and Connor, Joe's older brothers, were both model students and citizens in the community. Daniel became a prosecutor while Connor became a police officer. Joe, on the other hand, was the wildchild. He stole a car when he was thirteen and was sent to juvie. By the time he dropped out of high school at the age of fifteen, Joe had already been in and out of juvie three times.

Joe spent the rest of his teenage years as a petty burglar and strongarm robber. The few times he got caught, one of his brother's would call in a favor and he would either walk or get a light sentence. When he was eighteen, Joe took a job as a bouncer at a bar in Southie owned by Billy Boyle, the undisputed crimelord of Boston. Billy saw promise in the big, thick kid and took him under his wing. Joe went from bouncer to enforcer overnight. Billy started him off slowly at first, just roughing up guys who owed Billy money and the occasional bagman run through the city. Six months in, Billy gave Joe a gun and told him to kill a man who was threatening to go to the cops. Joe but two bullets into the would-be snitch's head that night and his place at Billy's right hand was cemented.

For over twenty years, Joe rode shotgun as Billy ran amok and built a criminal empire through New England. Joe developed a reputation as one of New England's most efficient hitmen. For some reason that nobody could ever explain, he got the nickname Joe the Jew. As Joe's criminal star rose, so did those of his brothers. Daniel became Suffolk County District Attorney before becoming a state senator, while Connor made rank to Superintendent, on the short list to one day become commissioner. In their three respective categories, the Sullivan Brothers were shining.

When the invasion came, Joe was in Vermont doing business for Billy. Joe was to meet their Canadian coke connection with a payment of twenty-five thousand dollars. The invasion threw the meeting to the backburner and Joe laid low in his hotel for a few days just watching and waiting to see what would happen. Eventually Joe was approached by some people who knew he had connections and knew he could help them. Realizing he could do his patriotic duty and maybe make a few bucks, Joe buried the cash for the drug deal and signed on with the resistance cell.

Psychological Profile:

While not loud and obnoxious, Joe is brash and to the point with most of his conversations. He is loyal, but only to a point. Years on the street have taught him that loyalty is a word that people will use to fuck you over. Joe is not a jingoistic patriot by any means, but a life time of Cold War propaganda and his own leanings as a "business" man has made him hate communism and the Russians who fight for it. A violent man, Joe is not afraid of violence and in some cases enjoys hurting people.

Skillset:

• Proficient with weapons (handguns and shotguns mostly)
• Career criminal with burglary and car theft skills.
• Criminal and civilian connections throughout New England

Equipment:

• Beretta M9
• Duffel bag with $25,000 in it (Hidden)

Soviet Amerika - Red Dawn-Inspired Alternate History

True. And with a lot of the real-life guerrilla and revolutionaries, the lines between freedom fighter and criminal sometimes blur.

Soviet Amerika - Red Dawn-Inspired Alternate History

I apologize for this in advance:

Name: Joe Sullivan

Age: 41

Gender: Male

Ethnicity/Nationality: Irish-American

Physical Description: Joe is heavyset, but his height (6'1) helps him carry the weight. He's on the stout side leaning close to fat. His auburn hair has streaks of grey in it and he often wears it slicked back with gel of some sort. Joe has a thick beard that is also flecked with grey in it. His outfit of choice is often some sort of comfortable pants with elastic waist -- track suit pants or basketball shorts, etc. -- and a t-shirt or tanktop. He looks like a shady guy.

History:

Joe Sullivan was born in South Boston, the youngest of three children. His father, Danny, was an electrician and his mother, Irene, worked as a tollbooth worker on the Tobin Bridge. Danny and Connor, Joe's older brothers, were both model students and citizens in the community. Daniel became a prosecutor while Connor became a police officer. Joe, on the other hand, was the wildchild. He stole a car when he was thirteen and was sent to juvie. By the time he dropped out of high school at the age of fifteen, Joe had already been in and out of juvie three times.

Joe spent the rest of his teenage years as a petty burglar and strongarm robber. The few times he got caught, one of his brother's would call in a favor and he would either walk or get a light sentence. When he was eighteen, Joe took a job as a bouncer at a bar in Southie owned by Billy Boyle, the undisputed crimelord of Boston. Billy saw promise in the big, thick kid and took him under his wing. Joe went from bouncer to enforcer overnight. Billy started him off slowly at first, just roughing up guys who owed Billy money and the occasional bagman run through the city. Six months in, Billy gave Joe a gun and told him to kill a man who was threatening to go to the cops. Joe but two bullets into the would-be snitch's head that night and his place at Billy's right hand was cemented.

For over twenty years, Joe rode shotgun as Billy ran amok and built a criminal empire through New England. Joe developed a reputation as one of New England's most efficient hitmen. For some reason that nobody could ever explain, he got the nickname Joe the Jew. As Joe's criminal star rose, so did those of his brothers. Daniel became Suffolk County District Attorney before becoming a state senator, while Connor made rank to Superintendent, on the short list to one day become commissioner. In their three respective categories, the Sullivan Brothers were shining.

When the invasion came, Joe was in Vermont doing business for Billy. Joe was to meet their Canadian coke connection with a payment of twenty-five thousand dollars. The invasion threw the meeting to the backburner and Joe laid low in his hotel for a few days just watching and waiting to see what would happen. Eventually Joe was approached by some people who knew he had connections and knew he could help them. Realizing he could do his patriotic duty and maybe make a few bucks, Joe buried the cash for the drug deal and signed on with the resistance cell.

Psychological Profile:

While not loud and obnoxious, Joe is brash and to the point with most of his conversations. He is loyal, but only to a point. Years on the street have taught him that loyalty is a word that people will use to fuck you over. Joe is not a jingoistic patriot by any means, but a life time of Cold War propaganda and his own leanings as a "business" man has made him hate communism and the Russians who fight for it. A violent man, Joe is not afraid of violence and in some cases enjoys hurting people.

Skillset:

• Proficient with weapons (handguns and shotguns mostly)
• Career criminal with burglary and car theft skills.
• Criminal and civilian connections throughout New England

Equipment:

• Beretta M9
• Duffel bag with $25,000 in it (Hidden)

Soviet Amerika - Red Dawn-Inspired Alternate History

Sure I'm interested.

Gooooood Moooorning Viiiieeetnaaaaam!

Ready to rock n' roll.

Dialectic 0: Beyond Man

RIP Charleston. Gone too soon.

Dialectic 0: Beyond Man

So I'd like to do just an individual character as opposed to a faction. K?

Dialectic 0: Beyond Man

Yes.