To build may have to be the slow and laborious task of years. To destroy can be the thoughtless act of a single day. ~Winston Churchill
By the year 2020, a massive terror organization named the GLA (Global Liberation Army) had made the world fear its name. Even nations such as China and the United States feared it greatly, and, at one point, it even controlled parts of Easterb Europe, despite being based in Kazakhstan. They had singlehandedly toppled nearly any semblance of government in the Middle East, even deploying Anthrax strains as their most powerful weapons, causing millions of deaths across the world. After more than five years of the most vicious conflict seen since the Second World War, the GLA was finally thought to be defeated, though the world would be proven sorely mistaken. By this time, the GLA knew their available strains of Anthrax would be almost useless, as many measures had been taken against Anthrax in developed countries, some even distributing vaccines. Many nations and pharmaceutical companies also rushed to be the first nations to develop RNAi and nanotechnologies, both believed to be the closest things to miracle cures humanity might find.
On the eve of July 4th, 2025, China experienced a vicious terrorist attack by a renewed GLA. Somehow, the GLA had taken a supervisor of the HTTR nuclear plant under their wing, and, at 6:30 PM, this man entered the plant, never to leave again. Twenty minutes after entering the plant, alarms blared across the complex. The plant was melting down at an exponential rate, and, somehow, the redundancies they had put in place were utterly inoperative. By this time, the supervisor in question had committed suicide, the plant experiencing a total meltdown about one hour later. At this point, primary containment had been breached in all reactors, and the secondary domes around the reactors were near their breaking point, eventually breached by multiple internal hydrogen explosions. Radiation immediately began to "leak" into the surrounding area, eventually blanketing Beijing before the entire city could be totally evacuated. With severe radiation poisoning blanketing much of Northeastern China, the GLA had achieved its goal. Though the majority of the Chinese government had survived, the GLA had caused enough damage to China and had made it more than clear to the world that something was going on.
Almost immediately, any country which worked closely with China went on high alert, the US and the EU in particular, they and China having headed the war on the GLA. Various European nations, along with the US, assigned increased security to all incoming boats, flights, and land vehicles that international tourism almost ground to a complete halt (As with most other nations which could manage such). With such a deadly attack having taken place only five years after the GLA vanished, they thought they were finally safe, that the war was over. They were wrong. The GLA soon once again revealed itself to and unsuspecting populace, multiple smaller attacks and attempted attacks occurring across the world. Within months, GLA cells had ingrained themselves into the politics of the Middle East; the date was April 1, 2025, three days after the attack on the HTTR nuclear plant, and the second GLA war had begun. Dozens of nations across the world began to mobilize their strongest, best, and brightest, rushing to prepare themselves for the coming conflict and the pain and misery that was to follow.
Welcome to "The Darkest Hour". If you've made it this far, congratulations. You have a decent attention span, and you can read. Now, while this RP is based upon CnC Generals, I encourage you to press on whether you've played the game or not. I've tried to make this as enjoyable to both newbies and veterans of the short-lived series, so please, continue reading. As for the type of RP this is, it will largely be absed around the antions and terrorist groups of the world, though single characters can certainly make an impact, as there is no concrete plot. This RP is considerably sandbox-y, as it allows you to take on any number of roles (excluding lower lifeforms and extraterrestrials), and allows for the RP to last as long as the players allow it. While I do have sequels planned for this RP, their design will rely entirely on the fate of this roleplay.
Each rule below counts for one infraction. If you recieve Three infractions, your characters and nations will be destroyed. Four, and you will be banned.
1.No one-liners. At a minimum, try to shoot for at least five sentences in each of your posts, but more is preferred.
2. To join this RP, your understanding of the English language must be at a point where the other people in this RP and understand you. If you choose to use a foreign language to provide "flavor", you must provide a translation.
3.Character names must be in context. For example, I don't want to see an Arabic character who is named Johhny Henderson unless you have a good reason for it.
4. No godmodding. Sections of posts which include noticeable god modding will be ignored.
5. Your characters may only use knowledge they have access to. In other words, no metagaming.
6. Avoid OOC racism and insults. Any argue nets you have with another player should be brought to me.
7. The use of magic and/or gods in the RP will result in rapeage by Uncel Dolan.
8. Mary sue-ism will result in Uncel Dolan paying you a visit.
9. Try to have at least 3 paragraphs (5-8 sentences per) of history in your Signup. If you can't think of enough history, ask around on the OOC for some help.
10. As an exception to rule six, IC racism and Insults are allowed in applicable situations.
11. Approximately 2.5 posts equal one day.
((Note: As to keep with the GLA of CnC Generals, there is a somewhat high likelihood that there will be internal conflict within the GLA. As such, people may sign up as splinter factions.))
Le signups(Note that factsheets are strongly encouraged, but by no means mandatory.):
Nations(Also, note that the EU is not a single nation, yet. Instead, the President of the EU Council will be elected every IC year by the European players. The first president will be chosen by the first European nation to sign up.)-
Location (List the real world nations and territories that yours encompasses. Make sure to indicate protectorates, colonies, etc):
Leader(s)(I'm not asking you to list every general here, but, if possible, list things such as Vice Presidents, Commanders in Chief, etc. At least list the highest level of leadership.):
Economic Status(Poor, good, fair, Booming, etc. Feel free to list GDP, though that is not required):
Religions(List percentages of your population that belong to major religions, or lack thereof, in your country. Religions below 5% can be listed as other):
Military Size(List the total size, along with a rough indication of the number of aircraft, land vehicles, ships, and infantry.):
Technological Level(List as many examples as you'd like, at least one top of the line military and one top of the line medical technology):
Recent history(2013 onwards):
Alliances/Organizations(List any organizations your nation is apart of, such as G8, NATO, and the UN):
Allies(Only list allies that are not apart of an alliance you are apart of. You may list nations which are not taken, but, if they ar taken, you must discuss whether or not you can maintain this alliance with the nation's player. Same goes for major trade partners.):
Major Trade Partners:
Organizations(Yes, you may use real-world organizations, though it's important to note that any Taliban or Al Qaida still alive by this point would likely either been imprisoned or have joined the GLA.)-
Organization Type(Terrorist group, Pharmaceutical Company, PMC, etc.):
Yearly Income(If applicable):
Major sources of revenue:
Famous products(If applicable):
Number of Employees/members:
Two MH-60S Knighthawks glided over the Arabian Gulf. It was 0400, and it was still dark. These Knighthawks, launched from the USS Tripoli, were modified by US Navy technicians to be stealthier. Harsh angles, matte black anti-radar coating, and double the amount of rotor blades, among other upgrades, adorned the craft. They were used exclusively by DEVGRU Silver Team members assigned to the 5th Fleet in the Gulf. And now the first operation of the Second GLA War was going to be conducted. The mission was simple: two squads of Navy SEALs were to be inserted, along with an EOD fireteam, to Sugatra Island, where they would disable Arab League anti-ship missiles and an early warning radar facility. They would then pull out as the LRS-B bombers based out of Australia would begin attacking the Peninsula proper, paving the way for a Marine invasion.
The lead helicopter, Giant 1-1, slowly increased its speed and began banking left to land at the radar installation. Giant 1-2 would continue on its path to the massive missile base located on the southeast shore. Giant 1-1 contained two EOD technicians, and nine SEALs, codenamed Silver Alpha. Silver Bravo was with Giant 1-2, and would be communicating during the mission. Giant 1-1 was to provide fire support with APKWS missiles and a 25mm GAU-22/A nose-mounted gatling gun, an unconventional jury-rigging. At 0430, Giant 1-1 swooped in towards the mountain on Sugatra Island and stopped. It let a rope fall from the cabin, and then Silver Alpha dropped to the ground. The first one to hit was Lieutenant JG "Deathclaw", who's name was a homage to the fierceness of a fictional creature portrayed in a video game many of the members had played during their childhoods. Next was Petty Officer "Monkey", so named for his infamous Bangkok escapade in 1999 where he bought a monkey and parachuted it out of a helicopter with him.
Once the rest of Silver Alpha was on the ground, Deathclaw raised his gloved fist, opened his hand, and pointed north. The team would loop around the mountains and descend onto the radar base during the morning changing of the guards, when the night guards were tired and the morning guards were groggy and just waking up. It was a technique that had been practiced for a century, and it worked phenomenally. Thirty minutes of silent walking later, and the SEALs were in position at the top of the hill, looking down on the modestly sized base. The EOD technicians, two officers, were huffing and puffing behind them. They were still badasses, but not as fit as the SEALs.
At 0500, Deathclaw observed movement with his binoculars. The night guards were dismounting their tower, while morning guards replaced them. The most recent patrol led their vehicles through the gate and into the motor pool, where they lined up neatly. Easy targets for the SRAW one of the SEALs had at his disposal. His bulky SRAW was maneuvered into position atop a jutting out rock while Deathclaw eased in behind the Petty Officer. "Easy," he ordered, designating the motor pool with his laser. Two gunners with LSAT/SFs, light variants of the LSAT designed for special forces use, lay prone to suppress the enemies. Giant 1-1 was in position behind the mountain with its APKWS missiles primed and ready.
"Deathclaw, this is Wolverine. You there?"
"Always, babe," replied Deathclaw sarcastically though his headset.
"Silver Bravo is in position. Countdown to attack begins in 5. 4. 3. 2. 1. Go."
Deathclaw turned calmly to his troops and said simple: "Fire" as distant gunfire lit up the missile base. The SRAW man fired his guided missile at the lead vehicle in the motor pool, homing in on the still-warm engine. With the missile in air, the LSAT gunners began lighting the place up. Through Deathclaw's binoculars, he saw stunned GLA soldiers running to cover or just standing there. Men were being cut down by the SEALs. "Alright, Silver Alpha, let's leave Cookie here to pull security for the gunners, and take the EOD guys and move in!" Deathclaw ordered through the radio. Cookie, a black male of South African descent, gave a thumbs up and jogged over to where the gunners were still shooting at the guards. Deathclaw raised his hand and brought it down on the base: the attack was beginning.
The eight members of the team began charging down the hill with their ACRs unslung and shooting, further suppressing the frightened GLA guards. Fifteen seconds later, they reached the chain link fence on the perimeter, which the SEALs easily hopped. "Yo, Monkey!" Deathclaw said through his radio. "Take an EOD tech and three guys to positions one and two. I'll get three, four, and five."
"Yes, sir!" Monkey cheerfully replied: "Harold, Kinky, and Marshmallow, come with me. Also, one of you EOD dudes."
A barrage of "yes, Petty Officer!" statements came over the comms. Deathclaw took the remainders, and took off in a dead sprint towards site three. There was no resistance, save for a half-naked officer brandishing a pistol, who was quickly cut down by the EOD tech. Soon enough, they had reached the emplacement, and Deathclaw took cover behind a crate. "You, EOD! Get your C4 and place the first charge!"
"Got it," the technician replied as he hopped over a small jersey barrier and walked towards the radar. It was a trailer unit, hooked up to an APC that was unmanned. The EOD tech produced a small brick of C4, neatly wrapped in duct tape, and placed it on the trailer, adhering it with some more trusty duct tape. "In position!" he cried.
"Got it. Linked," Deathclaw answered.
And they repeated the process two more times without incident. The gunners had obviously done a better job on this side of the base, as Monkey was still fighting heavily to get to position two. Maybe it was near the barracks or something. After twenty minutes, Monkey finally keyed into the SEALs's frequency: "We have placed our charges. They're linked to your detonator, Claw."
And with that, they withdrew to the top of the hill. The base below was silent, until Deathclaw reached for his rugged detonator. "Fire in the hole!" he repeated three times, and then gently thumbed the bottom labeled: "DETONATE."
The whole base exploded in a cascade of fire and smoke. Three's detonation hit some fuel tanks nearby, which then exploded some cars at the motor pool. The mission was a success for Silver Alpha, and soon enough, Wolverine unnecessarily called to let Deathclaw know his mission was done. Deathclaw, however, had already known that fact a few seconds earlier, when the rumble of Wolverine's explosions reached his ears. With the early warning systems disabled, the United States could proceed with their invasion of GLA-held territory. Deathclaw called for Giant 1-1. He was going back to the USS Tripoli to celebrate on a job well done. No causalities, and the enemy didn't know what had just hit them. He grinned as the helicopter chugged towards them.