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BUUUUUMPO
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I know most of the people here are children, but I weep for the state of education worldwide if this is acceptable.
@RPG what will be done about this......
Here is my nation sheet for scrutiny


Artimis Seu
Ithaka
Mass transit train #09



The mass transit trains of Ithaka were long, sleek machines that cut through the air as they travelled from city to city. Carrying as much as 30 to 40 cars, the entire caravan can stretch for miles.
Inside the passenger cars comfort was the priority, with ample seating and cabins for groups. Dedicated luggage cars kept passenger areas clear of baggage and clutter. Mostly straight track maximized speed and minimized movement, something passengers of longer distance trains take for granted. All things considered, these were comfortable trips, something not uncommon for the Concordant.

Artimis sat in a single seat facing backwards towards the wall of the train, his eyes locked on the window across the car from where he sat. The car was almost deserted, save for a few older men and women sitting silently or talking amongst themselves.
It was the middle of Ithaka’s summer and rainy season making the humidity nearly unbearable. Even the lightest of fabric would be too much clothing as the heat made it more preferable to be naked. Men and women usually wore short tunics and dresses of various lengths and fabrics. This was normally coupled with a heavy mortum fur cloak in the winter with heavy boots made from the fur of some sedentary animal. Women and men usually carried a shawl in all seasons, made from lighter fabrics in the summer and heavy furs during the winter. These were useful for blocking the sun during the summer and added warmth and protection from the cold winter wind.

Artimis’s shawl covered his face as he watched the doors of the train close before the car slowly gained speed. The Window in the car were open, allowing a heavenly breeze to blow into the car. People clutched their clothing as the wind whipped up against them, enjoying the respite from the humid air.
Artimis was glad for the shawl, contrary to his normal behavior. He normally found them annoying and inefficient for their intended use. He preferred the use of more modern polarizing eye shields and caps, but the traditional way of life on the surface was very different to those in the void. He was glad for the anonymity that the shawl offered at this moment, as he was the youngest passenger on the train.

Due to the highly specialized nature of life in the Concordant, you lived and worked with people in the same discipline as you. Entire cities were dedicated to one discipline, grouping similar people in the same urban area. This train was headed to Urbani, the medical urban center on Ithaka. Doctors, because the experience required to be considered a doctor by the state, tend to be older than those in most professions. Artimis was no doctor, and was far too young to be a doctors apprentice. There was nothing barring him from being on this train, free travel to any city was possible. The traditional lifestyle of Ithaka is the main deterrent however, and avoiding the questioning from the other passengers was always preferable.
Artimis was a nano-mechanic by trade and had very little exposure to the medical discipline. His augmentation research was interesting to many within the medical discipline and he was here to discuss the creation of a new discipline, bio-augmentation.
As forward thinking as society may seem in the Concordant, a traditional mindset is still dominant. Many citizens, see the creation of a new discipline as a waste of resources and a strain on government. Many are comfortable with their way of life and fear a return of resource-based conflict. New technologies meant uncertainty and growth, usually a good thing for civilizations but not for the conservative minded Concordant.
Nano tech had recently received a major breakthrough, with the ultra-miniaturization of computing chips and materials, allowing computing devices to be implanted onto organs, within bones even at the cellular level. This meant nothing to Artimis, he could build and program these nano machines but interfacing with human biology was simply outside of his intellect.

The train passed through the urban sprawl before suddenly being shot out into the wild. Trading the smells and sites of open aired squares and apartments for the large expanse of savannah grasslands and forests. The smell of humid grass filled the car as the train picked up speed, quickly leaving the city in the dust.
The terrain was mostly flat, allowing the passengers to see for miles in any direction. Artimis could see a growing thunderstorm in the distance and the beginnings of a funnel cloud. Spending most of his time in sterile rooms, Artimis never had the time to enjoy the wilds of Ithaka. It was beautiful, in a terrifying way, human had been on Ithaka for generations but the planet was still the master of their fate.
The light in the car suddenly dimmed as the train passed crossed into a dense forest, the canopy almost blocking out all the light from the star. Artimis sighed as he mentally prepared himself for the long trip before slowly closing his eyes, drifing off to sleep.

Lieutenant Kaiphas Guant
3rd Reg, 1st Bat ( Sand Sirens)
N 37.98.001, W 01.23.398



Kaiphas looked down at the map attached to the center console of the vehicle as the light truck bounced and pivoted over rough terrain. His eyes struggled to follow his route on the map before his eyes shot out in front of him, eyeing a large dirt crossroad up ahead of him. Kaipahs quickly brought a pair of binoculars up to his face, his fingers working the button display to zoom and sharpen in the image in front of him.
A dust plume could be seen in the distance, silhouetted by the dense forest behind it. Following the plume to the right, Kaiphas could make out a group of vehicles armed to the teeth with active protection systems and machine guns. His eyes narrowed as he counted the vehicles, following the column before an object caught his eye.
Maybe 100 meters in front of the convoy, what looked like the crest of a small hill began moving, seemingly rotating towards his convoy. At first the look of confusion washed across his face before his eyes suddenly widened with sheer terror.
“TANK!!”, Kaiphas yelled before pushing the steering wheel to the right, forcing the occupants of the vehicle to one side as the vehicle spun out. The dull thump of a heavy cannon could be heard followed by the unmistakable whistle of a shell passing close by before a defining explosion was head, indicative on an air burst shell.
“ Everyone out!” he yelled again, his face buried in-between his arms as he tried to make himself as small as possible. His right hand furiously scrambled to find the door handle as another shell screamed overhead followed by another explosion, this time even closer. Small arms fire could be heard pinging off the outside of the truck, adding to the anxiety of the moment as his hands finally found the handle.
The door shot open, spilling the lieutenant out onto the dirt and into a symphony of violence. The sound of staccato sounds of heavy machine guns could be heard over the constant snap of outgoing and incoming small arms fire. Kaiphas was stunned as he laid in the mud wide eyed at the situation, it was just starting to register that this was an ambush. His radio screamed incomprehensibly in his ear as troops called out positions and asked for instructions. It was then that a quick triple thump could be heard, drawing Kaiphas’s attention towards the previous position of the enemy tank. Two more tanks seemingly materialized out of nowhere, similarly camouflaged and positioned, and began advancing towards their position.

The feeling of terror returned, pushing Kaiphas towards his feet as he ran back towards the rear of his vehicle, meeting two other members of his platoon in a similar confused state.

“ Sir! Whats going on!” on soldier yelled, as he pressed his body into the vehicle for safety
“ Ambush” Kaiphas yelled before smacking the rear of the vehicle. “ Grab the launchers and follow me” he said, turning to peer over the threshold of the vehicle towards the advancing tanks. “ All squads, deploy AT teams” he said over the radio before two soldiers shot out behind him, both carrying a large tube and targeting system. As he turned his head towards the other vehicles, he could see a similar sight. Teams of soldiers, running through the fire to reach a nearby berm. Kaiphas smirked as he felt like he was regaining control of the situation before running for the berm himself.
The fire seemed to intensify as he began his run to the berm, the crack of rounds passing over his head at an increased rate as he ducked his head to run the last 30 meters. It was then a round, snuck over the lip of the berm and impacted the armor plate just below his left shoulder. This was followed by another round impacting the center of his faceplate directly. The kenetic energy of the round spun his body while the impact of the round to his helmet knocked him off his feet. Kaiphas spun a complete 180 and landed on his stomach facing away from where he was running.

Kaiphas laid there for a bit before letting out a loud sigh, even under the padded armor plate full powered training rounds still hurt like hell. He was ‘dead’ by training standards and couldn’t move for the remainder of the exercise. Command wanted everyone to stay in the position they fell in, leaving Kaiphas face down in the cold grass. The sounds of battle seemed to die down, probably because Kaiphas’s platoon was getting torn to pieces. Kaiphas sighed again as he realized his predicament, he would certainly get chewed out for this later. He could almost feel the physical training punishment coming his way, followed by the retribution of his platoon as well. This was becoming a well known cycle for Kaiphas, as his tactical failures became more consistent.
Kaiphas Gaunt was young, barely 20 revolutions old and fresh out of the officer academy. He was from a legacy family or military officers, leading back to the first colonists of Ithaka. Kaiphas was a talented engineer in his own right, but his fate was determined by his lineage, he would be a soldier. No matter how bad of a soldier he may be


im so excited this is recruiting again.

Here is my sheet for scrutiny:


Foreward

Prelude to commencement


The inner core of Andaluzia has always been a bastion of safety for those who have resided there since the merge of galaxies. Separated from the outer ring by a vast void of over a million light years, the civilizations of the inner ring are insulated from the problems of the outer galaxy. This comes at a high price however, the core of Andaluzia is relatively small and the civilizations who call the core home are large, old and powerful. Space for growth is scarce and there are few unknown planetary bodies within the inner core. Cooperation, subterfuge or Conquest is the only way forward within the core of Andaluzia and there are few places where one could hide away from the powers that be.

For those who call this region of the galaxy home, I would give you a few words of caution. Tread lightly and keep your cards close to your chest for you are being watched. Choose your words, or more importantly, your actions carefully because war in this region will not just devastate the core but inevitably spill out into the wider galaxy.

War within the core cannot be won without a great sacrifice of souls, material, culture and the stability of Andaluzia itself.

The outer core of Andaluzia is the true frontier of the galaxy. Vast nebulae give birth to stars and planets constantly, keeping the outer rim in a perpetual state of change. Vast unknown quantities of planets exist within the outer rim and space for growth is abundant. World full of useful resources remain untapped and easily accessible for exploitation by those who dare to find them.
Isolated from the core, the worlds of the outer rim are completely independent and sovereign, from the political, social, physical and economic threats from the larger nations. This too come at a cost however. The outer ring of the galaxy is the frontier, the wilds of Andaluzia, anything can happen. Space travel should be done slowly and methodically, or one would risk jumping into a rogue planet, star or even one of the “cosmic beasts” that inhabit the outer ring.
As a result of being in constant flux, Magnetars, Neutron Stars, Supernova, Red Giants, Black holes and other cosmic phenomena are relatively common in the outer rim, coming face to face with these “ beasts” would mean a certain and ,maybe a not so, sudden death.
There is more to fear than natural phenomena however, as the civilizations of the outer rim are largely unknown to one another. The outer ring of Andaluzia is a lush jungle brimming to the edge with life. However, and like all jungles, both predators and prey exist within the same space and compete for the same resources. Making yourself known could result in prosperous partnership or a lifetime of destruction.

The choice is yours; will you cut a swath of destruction around the outer ring of Andaluzia or will you tame the wilds of this galaxy with the effort of other civilizations.
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