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Day Four
Production into airship would enter full effect. After receiving the ultimatum, troops on the border of Corvus would activate, beginning to march towards one of the major cities in Corvus. Meanwhile, forces on the Ushya border would begin forming entrenched positions.
Production into airship would enter full effect. After receiving the ultimatum, troops on the border of Corvus would activate, beginning to march towards one of the major cities in Corvus. Meanwhile, forces on the Ushya border would begin forming entrenched positions.
Day Two
Research into new weaponry would begin. Propaganda offices would remain in effect. Mobilization would increase by 15%. Recruitment offices would notice a 33% increase in recruits as propaganda would increase, and tensions rise. Forces would rendezvous in major cities and towns on the borders, establishing barracks and other military infrastructure.
Research into new weaponry would begin. Propaganda offices would remain in effect. Mobilization would increase by 15%. Recruitment offices would notice a 33% increase in recruits as propaganda would increase, and tensions rise. Forces would rendezvous in major cities and towns on the borders, establishing barracks and other military infrastructure.
Day One
The Kingdom of Gaelia would begin their military mobilization, beginning to fortify major cities and their capitol. Their forces would mobilize to 5%, and their propaganda offices would go into effect, spreading pro-Gaelic ideals across the nation and unison.
The Kingdom of Gaelia would begin their military mobilization, beginning to fortify major cities and their capitol. Their forces would mobilize to 5%, and their propaganda offices would go into effect, spreading pro-Gaelic ideals across the nation and unison.
Name: Kingdom of Gaelia
Size: S
Special Weapon: Gaelic Might (Morale + Mobilization Boost)
Military Mobilization: 0%
Military Mobilization Speed: 15
Size: S
Special Weapon: Gaelic Might (Morale + Mobilization Boost)
Military Mobilization: 0%
Military Mobilization Speed: 15
okay im dumb, meant for it to be in character sheet.
(I've been wanting an RP in either era for a while now. Haven't been able to find one so I thought I might as well make my own, and give it a shot.)
WW2 Plot
(Yes, I'm about to rip of the Eisenhower speech.)
Soldiers, Sailors, and Airmen of the Allied Expeditionary Force!
You are about to embark upon the Great Crusade, toward which we have striven these many months. The eyes of the world are upon you. The hope and prayers of liberty-loving people everywhere march with you. In company with our brave Allies and brothers-in-arms on other Fronts, you will bring about the destruction of the German war machine, the elimination of Nazi tyranny over the oppressed peoples of Europe, and security for ourselves in a free world.
Your task will not be an easy one. Your enemy is well trained, well equipped and battle-hardened. He will fight savagely.
But this is the year 1944! Much has happened since the Nazi triumphs of 1940-41. The United Nations have inflicted upon the Germans great defeats, in open battle, man-to-man. Our air offensive has seriously reduced their strength in the air and their capacity to wage war on the ground. Our Home Fronts have given us an overwhelming superiority in weapons and munitions of war, and placed at our disposal great reserves of trained fighting men. The tide has turned! The free men of the world are marching together to Victory!
I have full confidence in your courage, devotion to duty and skill in battle. We will accept nothing less than full Victory!
Good luck! And let us beseech the blessing of Almighty God upon this great and noble undertaking.
- June 6th, 1944. Dwight D. Eisenhower.
WW1 Plot
(Okay this one is original)
February 22nd, 1916.
"Alright you twats! Get off the truck, go go!" Your Sergeant shouts as you and your squadron rush out of the truck. "Line up in formation! Now!" Your group, fresh from boot camp, lines up in a formation, on the outskirts of Verdun. Your Sergeant coughs, before speaking...
Okay that's it, have fun with that, and hopefully you've read this far. So, yaknow. Give it some love.
WW2 Plot
(Yes, I'm about to rip of the Eisenhower speech.)
Soldiers, Sailors, and Airmen of the Allied Expeditionary Force!
You are about to embark upon the Great Crusade, toward which we have striven these many months. The eyes of the world are upon you. The hope and prayers of liberty-loving people everywhere march with you. In company with our brave Allies and brothers-in-arms on other Fronts, you will bring about the destruction of the German war machine, the elimination of Nazi tyranny over the oppressed peoples of Europe, and security for ourselves in a free world.
Your task will not be an easy one. Your enemy is well trained, well equipped and battle-hardened. He will fight savagely.
But this is the year 1944! Much has happened since the Nazi triumphs of 1940-41. The United Nations have inflicted upon the Germans great defeats, in open battle, man-to-man. Our air offensive has seriously reduced their strength in the air and their capacity to wage war on the ground. Our Home Fronts have given us an overwhelming superiority in weapons and munitions of war, and placed at our disposal great reserves of trained fighting men. The tide has turned! The free men of the world are marching together to Victory!
I have full confidence in your courage, devotion to duty and skill in battle. We will accept nothing less than full Victory!
Good luck! And let us beseech the blessing of Almighty God upon this great and noble undertaking.
- June 6th, 1944. Dwight D. Eisenhower.
WW1 Plot
(Okay this one is original)
February 22nd, 1916.
"Alright you twats! Get off the truck, go go!" Your Sergeant shouts as you and your squadron rush out of the truck. "Line up in formation! Now!" Your group, fresh from boot camp, lines up in a formation, on the outskirts of Verdun. Your Sergeant coughs, before speaking...
Okay that's it, have fun with that, and hopefully you've read this far. So, yaknow. Give it some love.
Howdy, could you possible create a nation sheet? It would be very helpful.
"What's that supposed to mean?" He said to her comment, mostly the where he came from part. He spoke as he walked beside her. "You can do all the talking then, since you wanna." He climbs into the wagon with a grunt as he sat down. "Alright, I suppose."
He gazed sharply at her, before speaking. "Now that, is a long, long story, friend." He looked down at his feet, letting out a deep sigh, coming to the realisation that she'll want to hear it anyway, despite his reluctancy. "Well, I know a guy... who knows a guy... who knows some rich folk. A bit, too rich, if you catch my drift." He would rest his elbows against the back of the seat. "So, timed it perfect. Rode into their estate. I tried to be quiet, I really did!" He would chuckle a bit. "Then enough of the ruckus I made, ended up shooting some of their hired folk, then some lawmen, then I rode off. Had some chasing after me, see. Then I shot them. The leading deputy caught up. He was the last one." He muttered, before going silent. "Not to long ago there was a, thing, goin' on in that field. A bloody battle, between the same damn nation. It was terrible. I watched from the distance. I knew I couldn't get involved." He remained silent for a moment. "Bleeding Kansas... That's what they call it."
He gazed sharply at her, before speaking. "Now that, is a long, long story, friend." He looked down at his feet, letting out a deep sigh, coming to the realisation that she'll want to hear it anyway, despite his reluctancy. "Well, I know a guy... who knows a guy... who knows some rich folk. A bit, too rich, if you catch my drift." He would rest his elbows against the back of the seat. "So, timed it perfect. Rode into their estate. I tried to be quiet, I really did!" He would chuckle a bit. "Then enough of the ruckus I made, ended up shooting some of their hired folk, then some lawmen, then I rode off. Had some chasing after me, see. Then I shot them. The leading deputy caught up. He was the last one." He muttered, before going silent. "Not to long ago there was a, thing, goin' on in that field. A bloody battle, between the same damn nation. It was terrible. I watched from the distance. I knew I couldn't get involved." He remained silent for a moment. "Bleeding Kansas... That's what they call it."
"Alright, I'll take the god damn ride!" He spouted out, frustrated, partially immediately regretting his decision. He would up the ante in his step in order to catch up to her graceful stride. The way he walked wasn't as precise as Catherine's, let alone as feline. He walked like a wolf on its last breath, like a drunk man stumbling through town. Though, he wasn't drunk at all. He never was a drinker. It wasn't precisely like a drunk man's stumble (but you get the idea). He sighed, glancing at the woman with suspicious eyes, not quite being able to process her intentions. "Ya'know, it ain' common that a high and civilized person like yourself, would be riding with a person like me. It'll be quite-uh... suspicious. Let alone a little bit." *He gave her one last glance, before staring down the distance sunset.
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