I've been planning this for awile, and I've decided to take a break from my usual zombie RPGs. With the US Economy down, and our debt expected to reach 100% of the US GDP by early August, the economy is forefront on all American minds.
So I decided to play out a few scenarios of what would happen. This RPG is based on one of the more extreme ones I could come up with. Its based slightly on the downfall of the Roman Empire, and the USSR.
This has been a big project for me as I wrote out the rather long story portion of the OP. I set it for slightly in the future, around 2014 or so. I hope you enjoy it. -Mav _________________________ The Story
March 11th, 2012 New York Stock Exchange, New York City, United States
(Commissioner takes the floor and halts trading)
"In light of recent events, and in order to preserve the world market, I must close the NYSE at 11:17 this morning. The Economic Crisis currently faced by the United States has grown to such a point that the continued buying and selling of shares in this market would only serve to decrease the economic stability of our great nation."
"I now declare that this days' trading is closed.
*solemnly rings closing bell*
March 15th, 2012 British Broadcasting Corporation, London, England
(Female TV Anchor)
"This is a Breaking News Update"
"In a surprising move today, OPEC has announced that it will halt the sale of Oil to the US. Masoud Mirkazemi, the Iranian Chair of OPEC, released in a statement today that the main reason for such a stance is the US' inability to pay adequately for oil.
"Already, foreign holders of the US' debt are calling for payments on their loans. The fear that the US will be unable to operate and pay off existing loans has driven the international community into a near frenzy.
"The ramifications of this are only just appearing, though many experts aggree that nothing good can come from it.
March 17th, 2012 Formal White House Press Conference in the Rose Garden, Washington D.C., United States
(President Obama walks up to the podium)
"Good evening. Before I take your questions, I'd like to make a few remarks about the current struggles our nation is facing."
"OPEC has recently announced that it will cease the sale of petroleum products to the US. This will give the US one of the greatest hurdles we have ever faced.
"With the funds given to Green Energy, and the reserves our Nation has established for times of Emergency, I hope to ease the burden that the American family will have to bear in these harsh times.
"Last night, I signed into law legislation that will prioritize oil and petroleum consumption to our military and national services. A rationing program will be put into affect in the near future, and will limit the weekly consumption of oil by consumers.
"I hope that together, American know-how and that American spirit can come together and help us get through this. I will now take your questions...
*Not his usual long-winded opening statement, but I figured no one wanted to read too much. :P
---------- 2 Years Later ----------
This is where our story takes place. The United States of America, in a Soviet-style collapse, found itself over extended and under-funded, declared bankruptcy several months after the OPEC situation formed. President Obama declared bankruptcy, and fled to Sweden, where he remains the de-facto President.
China and Russia, in the name of preserving the humanitarian rights of the American peoples, declared a resolution to take control of the former United States. Such an action was denounced by the rest of the Security Council, accusing both nations of imperialistic motives. The International Community then watched in horror as Russia forcibly annexed Alaska in a surprise assault. The oil-deprived forces stationed there were quickly overwhelmed, and Russia took back what it sold in the 19 century.
China took a bolder step: an all-out assault on the West Coast. Again, the military units avaliable were unable to operate efficiently, as there was simply no oil to fuel their war fighting machines. China quickly took the West Coast, before making it past the Rockies and setting up permament lines where the Rockies and the great plains met. In order to counter China's militiristic actions, the UN launched a peace-keeping Expeditionary force led by the UK. It too was met by American-Resistance (crazy yanks :P) and set up oposite postions to the Chinese where the Appalacians and the Plains met.
What remained of the US Armed Forces, after abandoning their heavy equipment and their positions, settled inbetween the two giants. Joined by those more patriotic Americans, the American Resistance Army, or ARA (*coughIRAcough*) was formed. Hostile to both the Chinese and the UN, they just want their country back. _________________________ Registration
Name: (This is fairly obvious. If you need help on this...) Age: (Again, you shouldn't need help with this.) Allegiance: (PLA[People's Liberation Army], ARA[American Resistance Army, UN[United Nations] Class: (see below) ----- Health: 20/20 Level: 1 EXP: 0/100 ----- Primary Arm: (see below) Ammo: (see below) Secondary Arm: (see below) Ammo: (see below) Pack: 3 MRE, Canteen of Water ----- Head: Kevlar Helmet Chest: Flak Jacket Left Arm: T-Shirt sleeves Right Arm: T-Shirt sleeves Left Leg: Tactical-Cargo Pants Right Leg: Tactical-Cargo Pants Hands: Bare Feet: Boots
IF YOU PICKED CEF AS YOUR ALLEGIANCE:
Assault Class Primary Arm: QBZ-95 Rifle Ammo: 30/120 (5.8mm) Secondary Arm: Type 54 Pistol Ammo: 8/32 (7.62mm)
Close Quarters Primary Arm: QCW-05 SMG Ammo: 50/150 (5.8mm) Secondary Arm: Type 54 Pistol Ammo: 8/32 (7.62mm)
Name: (This is fairly obvious. If you need help on this...) Age: (Again, you shouldn't need help with this.) Allegiance: (PLA[People's Liberation Army], ARA[American Resistance Army, UN[United Nations] Class: (see below) ----- Health: 20/20 Rank: Private Level: 1 EXP: 0/100 ----- Primary Arm: (see below) Ammo: (see below) Secondary Arm: (see below) Ammo: (see below) Pack: 3 MRE, Canteen of Water ----- Head: Kevlar Helmet Chest: Flak Jacket Left Arm: T-Shirt sleeves Right Arm: T-Shirt sleeves Left Leg: Tactical-Cargo Pants Right Leg: Tactical-Cargo Pants Hands: Bare Feet: Boots
Left something out of the char sheet, and only just realized this. I would have thought atleast one person would have joined this by now...
Hooray! First memeber! Don't worry about it. If you'd like, I could put in a few tips if you ever encounter a gun. The SA80 is a fully automatic assault rifle, as is the PLA's QBX-95. Only the AR-15 is semi-automatic. You can pick up other weapons, and you have to find same-caliber ammunitio inorder to replenish your supplies. You'll also be able to get attachments later on, and I'll explain what those do as well. __________ Name: Charles Maryson Age: 34.5 Allegiance: UN Class: Assault ----- Health: 20/20 Rank: Private Level: 1 EXP: 0/100 ----- Primary Arm: SA80 Ammo: 30/90 (5.56 NATO) Secondary Arm: P226 Ammo: 12/24 (9mm) Pack: 3 MRE, Canteen of Water ----- Head: Kevlar Helmet Chest: Flak Jacket Left Arm: T-Shirt sleeves Right Arm: T-Shirt sleeves Left Leg: Tactical-Cargo Pants Right Leg: Tactical-Cargo Pants Hands: Bare Feet: Boots
Opening:
From the creators of Dead Legions and Flyboys, Rebel Studios is proud to present...
Crash RPG.
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Whup-whup-whup-whup.
You're approaching your target from the air inside your Blackhawk Helicoptor, with plans to drop down about 3 Klicks East of it.
Your mission is to take Village Romeo (codename for identification purposes only) from the hostile ARA Forces. Intel says they're lightly armed, and it should be a routine mission. You're then to distribute aid in the form of food and medicinal supplies to the civies once the area is secure.
The Town appears to be your standard small town. Its got a clock tower, mainstreet, and a shop front. Theres some farmland around the town, so your approach should be covered. Plus, its night, and you haven't been spotted yet.
Twee-twee-twee-twee-twee.
"****" The pilot swears. You look out the bay door to see a glow, followed by a smoke trail, rapidly approaching your chopper. Another one soon follows, and its clear that the ARA is more heavily armed than you thought. Stinger missiles... Who knew? -_-
"****. Popping flares!" The first missile is diverted, but the second one slams into your tail, and you enter into an uncontrollable spin.
"Mayday! Mayday! This is Oxide-6. We are hit and going down hard in Section Zulu-Zulu, Easy Green. Do you read Overlord?..."
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You gain conciousness to the sound of small arms fire from around your position. You slowly come around, and your Squad Leader grabs you.
"On your feet soldier! We've got wounded and we're in some deep ****."
He motions to the downed chopper and begins to direct a LMG (Light Machine Gun) onto a target in the darkness.
What do you do? (I'll give you a few options for awhile, until you get the hang of it. Afterwards though, you're on your own)
A) Check the downed Blackhawk for wounded and survivors who didn't crawl out.
Name: Jack Dunn Age: 22 Allegiance: ARA Class: P.I.G. ----- Health: 20/20 Rank: Private Level: 1 EXP: 0/100 ----- Primary: Mk 14 EBR Ammo: 10/30 (7.62 NATO) Secondary: None Ammo: None Pack: 3 MRE, Canteen of Water ----- Head: Ghillie Suit (Head) Chest: Ghillie Suit (Body) Left Arm: Ghillie Suit (Sleeves) Right Arm: Ghillie Suit (Sleeves) Left Leg: Ghillie Suit (Pants) Right Leg: Ghillie Suit (Pants) Hands: Bare Feet: Boots
You had the wrong rifle. ARA has the EBR, and the UN has the Barret. I switched the guns, though if you meant to be UN, we'll switch that and I'll give you a different opening.
Opening:
From the creators of Dead Legions and Flyboys, Rebel Studios is proud to present...
Crash RPG.
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You're with a two man Sniper team on the Western Front (PLA v. ARA). You're attempting to take out an HVT (High-Value Target), a Squint (game-slang, derrogatory adjetive, Chinese) Officer. You're behind enemy lines, and are in a high-altitude forest in the Rockies.
Your spotter, 2nd Lieutenant Matt Edwards, picks up the radio.
"Viper's Nest, this is Viper 2. Do you read? Over..."
"Loud and clear, Viper 2. Comms shows your about to enter Danger Area. We only got one shot at this, so don't screw up."
"Very funny Viper's Nest. Any word on support, over?"
"Uh... Negative on that support. We're lacking the resources in the area to get birds in the air. You'll have to boot out. Good luck. Over."
Edwards swears as he puts down the radio reciever. "Right, Dunn. We'll leave our heavier supplies here and switch to our Ghillie suits. We'll pick 'em up when we get back. Any questions? No? Good."
You put on your Ghillie suit and follow Edwards into the foreat.
What do you do? (I'll give you a few options for awhile, until you get the hang of it. Afterwards though, you're on your own)
A) Follow Edwards
B) Flee
C) Make your own!
(Granted, theres not really much you can do at this stage)
Name: Charles Maryson Age: 34.5 Allegiance: UN Class: Assault ----- Health: 20/20 Rank: Private Level: 1 EXP: 0/100 ----- Primary Arm: SA80 Ammo: 30/90 (5.56 NATO) Secondary Arm: P226 Ammo: 12/24 (9mm) Pack: 3 MRE, Canteen of Water ----- Head: Kevlar Helmet Chest: Flak Jacket Left Arm: T-Shirt sleeves Right Arm: T-Shirt sleeves Left Leg: Tactical-Cargo Pants Right Leg: Tactical-Cargo Pants Hands: Bare Feet: Boots
Suddenly, the Russians come and say: We r gon nuke u!
You set aside your rifle, and peel open one of the bay doors. You retch at what you see inside. The Cabin is nearly completely crushed, courtesy of a large tree. Theres alot of blood leaking out of the wreckage up there, and no hope of survival.
You look in the cargo hold, where you and everyone else was located. Its pretty much the same story. Anyone whose alive already got out. You're about to close the door when you hear a groan.
"Charles... Help... Me..."
Its Corporal Hans Doesler, a German (This is a UN Force, after all). He got messed up pretty badly, and hes clutching his lower torso.
"Help... Me..."
You have no knowledge of first aid, and you don't know were your squad medic is. If you try to save him though, he'll only slow you down as its looking like you'll have to fight your way back home.
What do you do?
A) Carry Doesler out of the Chopper, and set him down nearby while trying to find the medic.
B) Leave him there, and possibly put him out of his misery.
C) Make your own option! __________ Name: Sam Grene Allegiance: ARA Class: Light Gunner ----- Health: 20/20 Rank: Private Level: 1 EXP: 0/100 ----- Primary Arm: M429 SAW Ammo: 200/200 (5.56 NATO) Secondary Arm: AT4-CS Ammo: 1/0 (84mm Warhead) Pack: 3 MRE, Canteen of Water ----- Head: Kevlar Helmet Chest: Flak Jacket Left Arm: T-Shirt sleeves Right Arm: T-Shirt sleeves Left Leg: Tactical-Cargo Pants Right Leg: Tactical-Cargo Pants Hands: Bare Feet: Boots
Opening:
From the creators of Dead Legions and Flyboys, Rebel Studios is proud to present...
Crash RPG.
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"Incoming!"
The cry is echoed up and down the line as you're jerked from your nap.
"Incoming!"
Heavy mortars begin to rain down onto your position as you dive for cover behind a rock.
You're up against the UN Forces stationed in Ohio. You're participating in a small offensive to attempt to push them out of the Ohio River Valley, Operation: Trident. During a lull in the fighting, you thought you'd catch a wink.
The Mortar fire abates for awhile, and the Platoon leader crawls over to you.
"Go with B company. Theres a spotter stationed on that ridge over there. (He points) Kill that S.O.B.!"
You see some men forming up, obviously B Company. You can hear the mortars begining to fire again in the distance, so you really gotta take that guy out.
What do you do? (I'll give you a few options for awhile, until you get the hang of it. Afterwards though, you're on your own)
Name: Charles Maryson Age: 34.5 Allegiance: UN Class: Assault ----- Health: 20/20 Rank: Private Level: 1 EXP: 0/100 ----- Primary Arm: SA80 Ammo: 30/90 (5.56 NATO) Secondary Arm: P226 Ammo: 12/24 (9mm) Pack: 2 MRE, Canteen of Water ----- Head: Kevlar Helmet Chest: Flak Jacket Left Arm: T-Shirt sleeves Right Arm: T-Shirt sleeves Left Leg: Tactical-Cargo Pants Right Leg: Tactical-Cargo Pants Hands: Bare Feet: Boots
C. I leave him to try to find the squad medic before he dies. But before I leave I feed him on MRE and give him a drink of water so he can regain some energy (I updated the sheet).
Name: Charles Maryson Age: 34.5 Allegiance: UN Class: Assault ----- Health: 20/20 Rank: Private Level: 1 EXP: 0/100 ----- Primary Arm: SA80 Ammo: 30/90 (5.56 NATO) Secondary Arm: P226 Ammo: 12/24 (9mm) Pack: 2 MRE, Canteen of Water (Mostly Full) ----- Head: Kevlar Helmet Chest: Flak Jacket Left Arm: T-Shirt sleeves Right Arm: T-Shirt sleeves Left Leg: Tactical-Cargo Pants Right Leg: Tactical-Cargo Pants Hands: Bare Feet: Boots
Very good
"Danke..." Doesler begins to mumble, and hes got a distant look in his eye. You need help, and fast.
You begin to search for the medic, and find her a few minutes later. She's taking the supplies off a recently deceased body. She sees you walking up.
"Poor guy. Never saw it coming."
You see that the body had been shot in the face. O'Hannon, for thats what her uniform says, isn't laughing.
"Right. So what seems to be the problem?"
You explain Doesler's condition, and you take Medic O'Hannon to him. She kneels beside his unconcious form, and begins to check him out.
"He's not in good shape. Deflated lung, fractured ribs, and intestinal lacerations, to name a few. I can take care of him for now, provided nothing more serious happens and help comes soon. You should probally go keep the Yanks from breathing down our necks."
Theres nothing more you can do. The ARA, or Yanks as O'Hannon called them, are still poring fire onto your location.
What do you do?
A) Take up her offer, and grab your rifle. B) Try and do something more for Doesler. C) Make your own option!
Unfortunaely, there's no real chance for Memetia cameos. Any species wouldn't be able to get to Earth right now, except for maybe an alternate universe sort of thing.
Name: Shaun Jackson Age: 20 Allegiance: UN Class: Close Combat ----- Health: 20/20 Rank: Private Level: 1 EXP: 0/100 ----- Primary Arm: M1014 Ammo: 7/28 (12 Gauge) Secondary Arm: P226 Ammo: 12/24 (9mm) Pack: 3 MRE, Canteen of Water ----- Head: Kevlar Helmet Chest: Flak Jacket Left Arm: T-Shirt sleeves Right Arm: T-Shirt sleeves Left Leg: Tactical-Cargo Pants Right Leg: Tactical-Cargo Pants Hands: Bare Feet: Boots
