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"The world will not be destroyed by those who do evil, but by those who watch them without doing anything” - Albert Einstein
The cold war defined our world for the later half of the twentieth century. Although full scaled conflicts never broke out between the superpowers, people’s life were no doubt changed. Today, we look back into these times, studying and analyzing every success and every mistake caused by the leaders’ decisions.
But what if you had the chance to make these decisions yourself, how would history change? If you held the pen to write in the past, what would your story be?
This RP will have an advanced standard for both writing and historical analysis skills. We will start from the year 1953, after that, every set of IC posts will progress the time by one month.
You have to start with in the exact historical situation that your country was in during 1953. After that, you are free to proceed with your heart’s content, though you actions should be plausible and reasonable.
There are three core IC elements to this RP, communication, overt actions and covert actions. Communication will allow you to announce your intents through mediums such as official state medias, United Nations and summits. Overt actions are actions that you cannot, or will not hide from other leaders. Lastly, covert actions are espionage, military raids and subtle influences.
Both the communication and overt actions elements will be included in your IC post, covert actions will be sent to me via PM. At the end of every round (or IC month), I will announce the results of these actions (based on historical possibilities and/or dice rolls).
Here are some (not all) of the nations. Remember, not every country we have today existed back then, so do some research if you decide to play a nation outside of this list. While the writing standard applies to everyone, major nations will require expanded applications to demonstrate your language and history knowledge.
For countries with upcoming regime change(s), you get to choose how it will turn out. In Cuba’s example, you can choose between Batista and Castro. If you decide to take Batista, you will control his government and crush the revolution. If you take Castro, you will start as a revolutionary and eventually overthrow the government. In these situations, I encourage playing only one side.
Here is the format of your nation’s profile, please include at least one paragraph in each section.
Lastly, there are some rules, The high standard should mean that most players are sensible and willing to work positively. These will only be guidelines in case any emergency happens.
The cold war defined our world for the later half of the twentieth century. Although full scaled conflicts never broke out between the superpowers, people’s life were no doubt changed. Today, we look back into these times, studying and analyzing every success and every mistake caused by the leaders’ decisions.
But what if you had the chance to make these decisions yourself, how would history change? If you held the pen to write in the past, what would your story be?
This RP will have an advanced standard for both writing and historical analysis skills. We will start from the year 1953, after that, every set of IC posts will progress the time by one month.
You have to start with in the exact historical situation that your country was in during 1953. After that, you are free to proceed with your heart’s content, though you actions should be plausible and reasonable.
There are three core IC elements to this RP, communication, overt actions and covert actions. Communication will allow you to announce your intents through mediums such as official state medias, United Nations and summits. Overt actions are actions that you cannot, or will not hide from other leaders. Lastly, covert actions are espionage, military raids and subtle influences.
Both the communication and overt actions elements will be included in your IC post, covert actions will be sent to me via PM. At the end of every round (or IC month), I will announce the results of these actions (based on historical possibilities and/or dice rolls).
Here are some (not all) of the nations. Remember, not every country we have today existed back then, so do some research if you decide to play a nation outside of this list. While the writing standard applies to everyone, major nations will require expanded applications to demonstrate your language and history knowledge.
For countries with upcoming regime change(s), you get to choose how it will turn out. In Cuba’s example, you can choose between Batista and Castro. If you decide to take Batista, you will control his government and crush the revolution. If you take Castro, you will start as a revolutionary and eventually overthrow the government. In these situations, I encourage playing only one side.
Here is the format of your nation’s profile, please include at least one paragraph in each section.
Lastly, there are some rules, The high standard should mean that most players are sensible and willing to work positively. These will only be guidelines in case any emergency happens.
Jangel, just out of curiosity, is English your first language?
Haha, awesome, love my cat. 
Ps. You misspelled my name, its gcold not cgold. Cat's still sick though.
Ps. You misspelled my name, its gcold not cgold. Cat's still sick though.
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Tear, Morrowind
29th of Mid Year
Xing, Grandmaster of the Yuan Clan, Commander of Southern Expeditionary Force
Visitors to the Thousand Isles often told the Tang Mo how strange their home was. In Xing’s own case, the Yuan clan built houses upon the branches of the mighty Huoyan trees, and lived amongst the fearsome tri-fang panthers. The trees generated heat, which provided the monkeys their source of warmth. The panthers provided food, though every hunt had the risk of turning hunters into preys, the fearless Tang Mo always prevailed in the end. Over time, those monkey folks built villages, and after that, cities. Nowadays, the metropolitan areas of the Thousand Isles were truly unique, each clan had its own history, tradition and culture.
But the strangeness of his home was nothing compared to the alienness of Morrowind. The land were ash colored, which was fitting for a people living in the shadow of the greatest volcano. Under the ashen soil, bizarrerie vegetation and fruits, resembling the shapes of spikes, rocks and other unearthly objects, grew and flourished. Xing saw people living in Mushroom houses, though in this particular city, architecture remained generally recognizable.
With the thoughts of this foreign place in mind, Xing ordered his flagship, The Qianfeng, into the docks. The large ship was joint Tang Mo and Tsaesci construction, with elements resembling ship builders of both people. The Tang Mo were seafaring people, but the close proximity of their islands meant that their specialties lied in lesser sized vessels.
The large ship gently glided into the largest pier of the harbor. The commander specifically ordered the ship’s weapons to be stored underneath the deck, so it did not freighted the local populace. Even so, such a large vessel was a sight to behold, as the Dark Elf dockworkers stopped in their tracks and stared at The Qianfeng. Xing paid them no attention, he had his first mate light up a signal fire, providing the signal to dock for the remaining ships.
After an hour of maneuvering, most of the ships were able to drop their anchors in port. Dragonguard captain Matiyahu-Zvi and a group of Tang Mo messengers were the first ones on land. They took curious looks at the Dunmers, who looked back with equal, if not more, shock on their faces. After several tense minutes of talks, the Elves finally took off into the city. Seeing this opportunity, Xing, dressed in an enchanted shadowhide armor, descended onto the docks.
“Commander Xing,” Matiyahu reported. “They took your letter, this Ildoryn should be on his way now.”
Fort Frostmoth, Solstheim
1st of Mid Year
Hakkeam, War Herald of the Kamal, Commander of the Northern Expeditionary Force
Hakkeam was no stranger to the cold, the Kamal commander, two and half meter of raw muscle, stood casually against the cutting winds. It was perhaps the natural frost resistance of his people, or perhaps it was the insulating under-lair of his Adamantium armor, either way, he was not a bit bothered.
However, the Tsaesci beside him clearly was. Sacharen-Regev, the Tsaesci imperial battlemage, shivered in the cold wind. Her scarlet-dyed silverweave robe did nothing to ward off the cold, even with a fur-lined coat, she still felt the bitter wind. It was said that the Tsaesci have traces of cold-blooded reptiles, causing them to be less adaptive of extreme weathers. This was why the snake folks learned to manipulate weather, if they could not change themselves, they had to change the environment.
In her current case, Sacharen knew that would not be possible. The majority of the battlemages were devoted to other purposes, some went about engineering duties, some served as scouts while others kept communication open.
At this point, Hakkeam have finished his inspection and preceded to return inside the fort. From his brief tour outside, he saw his Kamal troops, along with the Tsaescis, managed to refortify this abandoned structure. In the last 3 days, they have expanded the ruined port, cleared out ashes and “ashspawn” creatures, repaired the damaged walls and scouted the nearby areas.
The ashspawns were fairly easy to dispose of, as Hakkeam quickly learned. Sacharen’s experiments demonstrated their resistance to fire, but also discovered their vulnerability against banish spells. To the Kamal commander, none of that ever mattered, for a wide swing of his warhammer turned these abominations into fine dust.
Speaking of warhammers, a couple of Kamal soldiers found a particularly powerful enchanted hammer. According to some of the records, it was the Champion’s Crudgel, belonging to a “General Falx Carius”. While the weapon itself was old and worn, the enchantment was nothing the Akaviri have seen. Instead of channeling the energy of one element, it had all three. After smashing through a group of Reavers with the Crudgel, Hakkeam deemed it a worthy weapon. While it does not have the shear power of his three meter long Adamantium warhammer, its relatively compact size and powerful enchantment have made it a suitable backup.
“Sorceress,” the Kamal stopped as he questioned Sacharen. “What do you think this place used to be?”
“Well,” the battlemage pondered for a second. “There are magical materials dedicated to necromancy, as seen with these “ashspawns” and this “General Carius”. But someone cleared it out some time ago, more than a year but less than a decade.”
“Hmm,” Hakkeam wondered. While the Kamal gave off images of berserkers, as most of them were, they do have accomplished magick users amongst their ranks. The majority of Kamal mages were destruction and conjuration experts, hence their nickname, “the Snow Demons.”
“Most of the construction should be done in two days,” Sacharen alerted the Kamal. She was eager to get off this divines forsaken rock, to finally demonstrate the might of her elite Stormmages.
“Indeed,” Like Sacharen, Hakkeam was equally eager to fight, to test the Crudgel against worthy opponents. “Our assault shall commence then.”
29th of Mid Year
Xing, Grandmaster of the Yuan Clan, Commander of Southern Expeditionary Force
Visitors to the Thousand Isles often told the Tang Mo how strange their home was. In Xing’s own case, the Yuan clan built houses upon the branches of the mighty Huoyan trees, and lived amongst the fearsome tri-fang panthers. The trees generated heat, which provided the monkeys their source of warmth. The panthers provided food, though every hunt had the risk of turning hunters into preys, the fearless Tang Mo always prevailed in the end. Over time, those monkey folks built villages, and after that, cities. Nowadays, the metropolitan areas of the Thousand Isles were truly unique, each clan had its own history, tradition and culture.
But the strangeness of his home was nothing compared to the alienness of Morrowind. The land were ash colored, which was fitting for a people living in the shadow of the greatest volcano. Under the ashen soil, bizarrerie vegetation and fruits, resembling the shapes of spikes, rocks and other unearthly objects, grew and flourished. Xing saw people living in Mushroom houses, though in this particular city, architecture remained generally recognizable.
With the thoughts of this foreign place in mind, Xing ordered his flagship, The Qianfeng, into the docks. The large ship was joint Tang Mo and Tsaesci construction, with elements resembling ship builders of both people. The Tang Mo were seafaring people, but the close proximity of their islands meant that their specialties lied in lesser sized vessels.
The large ship gently glided into the largest pier of the harbor. The commander specifically ordered the ship’s weapons to be stored underneath the deck, so it did not freighted the local populace. Even so, such a large vessel was a sight to behold, as the Dark Elf dockworkers stopped in their tracks and stared at The Qianfeng. Xing paid them no attention, he had his first mate light up a signal fire, providing the signal to dock for the remaining ships.
After an hour of maneuvering, most of the ships were able to drop their anchors in port. Dragonguard captain Matiyahu-Zvi and a group of Tang Mo messengers were the first ones on land. They took curious looks at the Dunmers, who looked back with equal, if not more, shock on their faces. After several tense minutes of talks, the Elves finally took off into the city. Seeing this opportunity, Xing, dressed in an enchanted shadowhide armor, descended onto the docks.
“Commander Xing,” Matiyahu reported. “They took your letter, this Ildoryn should be on his way now.”
Fort Frostmoth, Solstheim
1st of Mid Year
Hakkeam, War Herald of the Kamal, Commander of the Northern Expeditionary Force
Hakkeam was no stranger to the cold, the Kamal commander, two and half meter of raw muscle, stood casually against the cutting winds. It was perhaps the natural frost resistance of his people, or perhaps it was the insulating under-lair of his Adamantium armor, either way, he was not a bit bothered.
However, the Tsaesci beside him clearly was. Sacharen-Regev, the Tsaesci imperial battlemage, shivered in the cold wind. Her scarlet-dyed silverweave robe did nothing to ward off the cold, even with a fur-lined coat, she still felt the bitter wind. It was said that the Tsaesci have traces of cold-blooded reptiles, causing them to be less adaptive of extreme weathers. This was why the snake folks learned to manipulate weather, if they could not change themselves, they had to change the environment.
In her current case, Sacharen knew that would not be possible. The majority of the battlemages were devoted to other purposes, some went about engineering duties, some served as scouts while others kept communication open.
At this point, Hakkeam have finished his inspection and preceded to return inside the fort. From his brief tour outside, he saw his Kamal troops, along with the Tsaescis, managed to refortify this abandoned structure. In the last 3 days, they have expanded the ruined port, cleared out ashes and “ashspawn” creatures, repaired the damaged walls and scouted the nearby areas.
The ashspawns were fairly easy to dispose of, as Hakkeam quickly learned. Sacharen’s experiments demonstrated their resistance to fire, but also discovered their vulnerability against banish spells. To the Kamal commander, none of that ever mattered, for a wide swing of his warhammer turned these abominations into fine dust.
Speaking of warhammers, a couple of Kamal soldiers found a particularly powerful enchanted hammer. According to some of the records, it was the Champion’s Crudgel, belonging to a “General Falx Carius”. While the weapon itself was old and worn, the enchantment was nothing the Akaviri have seen. Instead of channeling the energy of one element, it had all three. After smashing through a group of Reavers with the Crudgel, Hakkeam deemed it a worthy weapon. While it does not have the shear power of his three meter long Adamantium warhammer, its relatively compact size and powerful enchantment have made it a suitable backup.
“Sorceress,” the Kamal stopped as he questioned Sacharen. “What do you think this place used to be?”
“Well,” the battlemage pondered for a second. “There are magical materials dedicated to necromancy, as seen with these “ashspawns” and this “General Carius”. But someone cleared it out some time ago, more than a year but less than a decade.”
“Hmm,” Hakkeam wondered. While the Kamal gave off images of berserkers, as most of them were, they do have accomplished magick users amongst their ranks. The majority of Kamal mages were destruction and conjuration experts, hence their nickname, “the Snow Demons.”
“Most of the construction should be done in two days,” Sacharen alerted the Kamal. She was eager to get off this divines forsaken rock, to finally demonstrate the might of her elite Stormmages.
“Indeed,” Like Sacharen, Hakkeam was equally eager to fight, to test the Crudgel against worthy opponents. “Our assault shall commence then.”
Tamrielic Gazette: "The finest reports read by kings and emperors, since 2E 137."
Tirdas, 1st of Sun's Height, 4E 205.
In this fine week, our journalists traveled far and wide to bring you these news.
Winterhold, Skyrim: The famous wizard, Tolfdir, passed away at the age of 127. His last words, according to the College staff, was, "Where is my alembic?".
Fort Dawnguard, Skyrim: The Imperial delegate and his entourage were killed, upon reaching the fort. They were tailed by a band of vampires, who also killed off a portion of the Dawnguards, including their leader, Isran. After the vampires were put down, their remains indicated them as Cyodiilic in origin.
The Reach, Skyrim: The Forsworn offensive netted mixed results, while the Nordic forces captured several redoubts, the costs was high. Overall, the casualty ratio was 2 Forsworns per 3 Nords.
Cyrodiil: A disease called the Cyrodiilic Disconnect have been spreading. The infected reported out of body experinces and feeling of their soul being drained away. So far, no fatalities.
Hammerfell: Due to the battle in Stro M'Kai, pirates have relocated other locations. Dupont's current whereabouts are unknown but rumors claimed that he had joined forces with the Topal Bay pirates.
High Rock: The invading Reachmen have been called upon to defend their brothers and sisters in the Reach.
Orsinium: The largest forge in Orsinium suffered a massive break-in, many high-quality weapons, jewelries and blacksmithing tools were stolen. Some of the suspects were last seen crossing the Hammerfell border.
Elsweyr: The North's campaigns were successful in taking the majors cities. However, both sides suffered equally high amounts of casualties.
Stormhold, Black Marsh: An Argonian had an uncontrolled transformation last night, the werecrocodile killed off more than two dozen citizens before disappearing. The werecreature's identity was unknown, though there were rumors about Stalks-The-Stars.
Tirdas, 1st of Sun's Height, 4E 205.
In this fine week, our journalists traveled far and wide to bring you these news.
Winterhold, Skyrim: The famous wizard, Tolfdir, passed away at the age of 127. His last words, according to the College staff, was, "Where is my alembic?".
Fort Dawnguard, Skyrim: The Imperial delegate and his entourage were killed, upon reaching the fort. They were tailed by a band of vampires, who also killed off a portion of the Dawnguards, including their leader, Isran. After the vampires were put down, their remains indicated them as Cyodiilic in origin.
The Reach, Skyrim: The Forsworn offensive netted mixed results, while the Nordic forces captured several redoubts, the costs was high. Overall, the casualty ratio was 2 Forsworns per 3 Nords.
Cyrodiil: A disease called the Cyrodiilic Disconnect have been spreading. The infected reported out of body experinces and feeling of their soul being drained away. So far, no fatalities.
Hammerfell: Due to the battle in Stro M'Kai, pirates have relocated other locations. Dupont's current whereabouts are unknown but rumors claimed that he had joined forces with the Topal Bay pirates.
High Rock: The invading Reachmen have been called upon to defend their brothers and sisters in the Reach.
Orsinium: The largest forge in Orsinium suffered a massive break-in, many high-quality weapons, jewelries and blacksmithing tools were stolen. Some of the suspects were last seen crossing the Hammerfell border.
Elsweyr: The North's campaigns were successful in taking the majors cities. However, both sides suffered equally high amounts of casualties.
Stormhold, Black Marsh: An Argonian had an uncontrolled transformation last night, the werecrocodile killed off more than two dozen citizens before disappearing. The werecreature's identity was unknown, though there were rumors about Stalks-The-Stars.
30 Maormer ships is enough to beat 100 regular Tamrielic ships, so yeah....
After seeing the amount of absurd creations, I have decided on a new rule.
Register now so you can use it on your next IC.
gcold said
- All superweapons (artifacts, large constructs, Dwemer/Aelid/other ancient items, extreme magick) are highly discouraged, all existing superweapons have to be registered in order to be used. If you have an idea for a superweapon, you must propose it to Leidenschaft or me for approval.
Register now so you can use it on your next IC.
Here's my proposed solution to the battle:
-The elven attacks still happens, though they would have won a Pyrrhic victory, losing >2/3 of their fleet
-Hammerfell was able to retreat with 50 of their ships back to mainland Hammerfell, they are also allowed a smaller reserve fleet around Sentinel
-The locals of Stros M'kai can either continue fighting, putting higher casualties on the invaders. Or, they can hide and start a guerrilla campaign that has more long term effects than short term.
Alternatively, we could just have everyone dead and everything destroyed.
-The elven attacks still happens, though they would have won a Pyrrhic victory, losing >2/3 of their fleet
-Hammerfell was able to retreat with 50 of their ships back to mainland Hammerfell, they are also allowed a smaller reserve fleet around Sentinel
-The locals of Stros M'kai can either continue fighting, putting higher casualties on the invaders. Or, they can hide and start a guerrilla campaign that has more long term effects than short term.
Alternatively, we could just have everyone dead and everything destroyed.
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