42 - A new Era [Sci-Fi Nation FRP - OOC/Application Thread]

[Z3r05t4r 854]

The Saryn State joins  the galactic theatre.

 

The Sol Empire joins the galactic theatre.

 

The Republic of Galaron joins the galactic theatre.

 

The Ymorian Collective of Knowledge joins the galactic theatre. They must add more words though to their introduction.

 

The Tjieran Unitary State joins the galactic theatre.

 

The Groukoxxot Clan joins the galactic theatre.

 

The Zyrka Republic joins the galactic theatre.

 

The Ar’gakari Star Empire joins the galactic theatre.

 

The Kalronian Ascendancy joins the galactic theatre.

 

The Unified Systems of the Da’nor join the galactic theatre.

 

The United Federation of Skellar Systems joins the galactic theatre.

 

The Replicants awake again.

 

The Cevelli Celestial Empire joins the galactic theatre.

 

 

Further discussions to be held in Discord, before we set off.

 

 

[hellfiazz 878]

Nation Name:

Federation of Lekrid

 

Race:

Ka’Cezh

 

Background:

Dominion had been the natural state of affairs on Lekrid for as long as the Ka’Cezh records extended . Empires rose and grew, then collapsed and were replaced again. Some greater than others, but none had matched the empire established by the nation of Evgeni.

 

Evgeni’s rise followed shortly after the advent of the nuclear age on Lekrid, in no small part because their scientists were at the forefront of the technological revolution. After their apocalyptic weaponry had been unveiled to the world, many of their neighbours simply submitted to Evgeni whether friendly or hostile. Dominion was the natural state of affairs for the Ka’Cezh, and they chose what to become part of another rising empire doomed to fall and bide their time than face up to thermonuclear annihilation. 

 

Their rise was meteoric. Even those that weren’t cowed by the threat of nuclear arms were quickly overpowered by the incredible might of an empire without precedent, and soon Evgeni’s sovereignty spanned most of the globe without ever once actually dropping the bomb in anger. However, the rise did not continue without end.

 

In the year 2097, the nation of Kos Antin tested their first nuclear weapon. In 2104, they were joined by Fodorsk. These two, while certainly not a match for Evgeni, were empires in their own right and now had the power to resist the ascendant regime. And the final obstacle dropped in front of further Evgen expansion came in 2110, when they and the rest of the independent nations signed the Vol Khev Accords, vowing non-aggression and mutual defence.

 

With a pen stroke, the death knell of Evgeni had been rang, thought not obviously at first. Initially, it was just increased unrest and protest from the many, many subdued peoples under their empire. But this, as it always had, grew into riots and armed uprisings. Subsumed nations declared independence in quick succession, and as Evgen forces swept in to quell these upstarts, the nations of the Vol Khev Accord joined the rebels’ fight. 

 

Evgeni was strong, but even it could not stand in the way of a global wave of rebellious fervour. It was only a few short years before the cycle was completed and Evgeni’s empire was completely dismantled. A new order was proclaimed at the so-called Last Treaty – all peoples of the world were to be united in the Federation of Lekrid, with equal representation in a federal, republican Assembly of Peers. Even the defeat Evgen were given their fair share of the representation, and a clause declared all national claims and grudges beyond their borders null and void. No more would a Ka’Cezh nation hold dominion over another.

Global economic and technological co-operation, which had already been swiftly growing, now sky-rocketed. In only a few short decades after the Federation formed, they had expanded their reach across the solar system, and another few decades after that they had reached and established permanent presences around other stars. In the year 2200, the Ka’Cezh have reached the true golden age of their history, and none doubt it will grow greater still.

 

Starting Points:

Economy: 10

Technology: 10

Space: 5

 

 

Edited February 9, 2020 by hellfiazz

[Samoblivion 531]

 

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Nation Name: The Talarak Clan

Race: Alduu’uuranean

 

Background:

 

Few now remember how the Alduu’uuraneans came to the space, and fewer still their world of birth. In their mythology they are those who chased the great star serpent Na-Khadiim as it rested on a high mountain and snuck upon its back. Those hunters sought to best the mighty beast, to prove their courage and their honour, their tact and their ambition. But Na-Khadiim was beyond such concerns, beyond the bite of mortal spears, and the hunters were beyond its attention as it moved to continue its eternal voyage. Those upon its back were carried forth into the Sea of Stars, to voyage there for all eternity, like great Na-Khadiim itself.

 

Such is legend and myth, but the clans of the Alduu’uuraneans have been spacefarers for many generations. They are of no single nation, no great empire enthroned on a mighty homeworld, for none in living memory have been able to bring all to heel under one banner. The clans roam the galaxy, offering their skills as warriors to all who would pay in coin or resources. They are mercenaries, but hold to ancient traditions and codes of honour. Theirs is a society of strictures and hierarchies, where those who disobey or do not conform are shunned and cast out on pain of death. Their word for this state of outlawry is “Talarak”.

 

For generations, this word has been one purely of shame. Those declared Talarak have lived short, lonely lives, far from their birth-clans, on the fringes of society. It is a slow sentence of death, a life bereft of companionship, for their crimes – whatever they may be – are of the kind unforgivable to their kindred. So it was, until the time of Djakai of the Halgai Clan. Djakai’s crime and life before exile are obscured in rumour and time, but what is known is that he has always been a man of singular ambition and ruthless pragmatism. Tradition without reason is useless, a shackle to those with the will to take what should be theirs. Strength was his scripture, not the whims of elders and mystics. He also realised that Hary was a plagiarising wanker. So it was that Halgai Djakai cast off his clan name, as his clan had cast him off. He wore what was meant to be dishonour as an unshakable armour of conviction. He, and his followers, formed the clan of the Talarak, a home for outcasts, and those willing to free themselves from shame and petty moralities.

 

In the decades since, the Talarak have grown strong in the shadows. From materials stolen, bought or mined, they have crafted a mighty vessel – a home from which their clan will range across the universe. They call this mothership “Na-Khadiim”, for like the great serpent, it will carry the ambitious and worthy hunters of the Talarak across the Sea of Stars, to glory and fortune.

 

A year has passed since all of Na-Khadiim’s systems have been brought online. Ships have been constructed, thinkers put to work on shielding their vessels from prying eyes. Such was the necessity of secrecy, that the mothership was constructed far from the space of civilised races, and sensors and comms have long been shut off for fear of attracting unwanted attention before the time was right. Now, with ships capable of putting up a decent fight – of supporting Na-Khadiim in any potential engagement – the piratical Alduu’uuraneans strike forth into the great unknown!

 

 

Map location: Anywhere, surprise me.

 

[Z3r05t4r 854]

The Federation of Lekrid joins the galactic theatre.

 

The Talarak Clan joins the galactic theatre.