No one could have foreseen this. After Gorbachev's declaration of Glasnost and Perestroika seemed to make it clear that the Soviet Union was no longer the bogeyman of past decades, it was our friend now. The 90s were a period of peaceful cooperation between our two peoples, and gradually, the West let its guard down. The Cold War was over, peace had come between NATO and Warsaw Pact.
And then in 2010, something almost no one expected - a coup within the Soviet Union, commanders dissatisfied with what they saw as Moscow's licking of the West's boot rose to a head, a man named General Ivan Ilya Stovich becoming the new de facto President of the Soviet Union. Suddenly, we were caught with our pants around our ankles, a gradually disarmed West facing a newly belligerent Warsaw Pact.
But we had no idea just how far this new regime would be willing to go. Not until the missiles fell. But Russia didn't want us dead. They had kept the best fruits of our alliances to themselves, and with it had eliminated fear of mutually assured destruction, with the construction of secret missile defense weapons capable of shooting down our ballistic missiles in flight. Combined with our air forces and navies being weakened after twenty years of peace and prosperity, and you get a situation that could scarcely get any worse.
On June 3rd, 2011, it began. NORAD detected incoming missiles. Appeals to Moscow were ignored, and so it began. The nuclear arsenal of NATO was deployed, hundreds of missiles flying towards Russia. It should have been the end of the world. But instead, one by one the missiles were blasted out of the sky, while Soviet missiles deployed MIRVs, their detonations releasing not the death of nuclear fire, but powerful radiation bursts that killed all life within miles of their detonation, wiping out military base after military base across the globe. Anywhere soldiers marched under a NATO flag, the bright blue-white flashes of death could be seen.
Death count for the first hour of World War III: Over one hundred million.
All around the world, military bases and outposts went dark, hardened ones being struck with thermonuclear warheads while less defended ones being neutralized with radiation weapons. But in a matter of hours, the West had been crippled, their militaries scattered and laid to waste.
Then stage two began, as armies and jets began their invasion, pushing into Europe and deploying into the United States.
For the most part, the only things that lay in the way of Sovet domination were national guard units and a few small outposts that had managed to avoid their attention, either by being too secret or too insignificant to gain notice.
But a handful of pilots managed to escape death, being lucky enough to be in the air during the missile attacks and be far enough away to escape EMP. These few pilots scattered across the western seaboard of the United States soon received a radio transmission from an outpost in the Rocky Mountains, near the Canadian border. With this seeming to be the only hope of clear landing space as all available bases are bathed in radiation or outright obliterated and all civilian airports are a chaotic mess, they make their way to this place, looking for fuel, munitions, and data on what the hell is going on.
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Welcome to Aces of World War III. Some of you may be wondering what the hell I'm going on about above. This RP is set in an alternate universe wherein the Soviet Union never collapsed, but instead under Gorbachev's rule became more westernized, leading to a twenty year golden age. Without the fall of the Soviet Union, the proliferation of weapons was much reduced and the War on Terror never began.
As a result of the increased focus on economy and science over the military with the Cold War ending in a peaceful resolution rather than the Soviet collapse, this universe is a few years ahead of us.
This RP takes place immediately after the opening hours of World War III as following a coup by Soviet military, the Soviet Union has declared war on NATO on launched WMD strikes against Europe and North America, devastating their defenses with nuclear, chemical, and radiological attacks. The players will be a small number of pilots drawn to a secret military base in northern Washington state.
And then in 2010, something almost no one expected - a coup within the Soviet Union, commanders dissatisfied with what they saw as Moscow's licking of the West's boot rose to a head, a man named General Ivan Ilya Stovich becoming the new de facto President of the Soviet Union. Suddenly, we were caught with our pants around our ankles, a gradually disarmed West facing a newly belligerent Warsaw Pact.
But we had no idea just how far this new regime would be willing to go. Not until the missiles fell. But Russia didn't want us dead. They had kept the best fruits of our alliances to themselves, and with it had eliminated fear of mutually assured destruction, with the construction of secret missile defense weapons capable of shooting down our ballistic missiles in flight. Combined with our air forces and navies being weakened after twenty years of peace and prosperity, and you get a situation that could scarcely get any worse.
On June 3rd, 2011, it began. NORAD detected incoming missiles. Appeals to Moscow were ignored, and so it began. The nuclear arsenal of NATO was deployed, hundreds of missiles flying towards Russia. It should have been the end of the world. But instead, one by one the missiles were blasted out of the sky, while Soviet missiles deployed MIRVs, their detonations releasing not the death of nuclear fire, but powerful radiation bursts that killed all life within miles of their detonation, wiping out military base after military base across the globe. Anywhere soldiers marched under a NATO flag, the bright blue-white flashes of death could be seen.
Death count for the first hour of World War III: Over one hundred million.
All around the world, military bases and outposts went dark, hardened ones being struck with thermonuclear warheads while less defended ones being neutralized with radiation weapons. But in a matter of hours, the West had been crippled, their militaries scattered and laid to waste.
Then stage two began, as armies and jets began their invasion, pushing into Europe and deploying into the United States.
For the most part, the only things that lay in the way of Sovet domination were national guard units and a few small outposts that had managed to avoid their attention, either by being too secret or too insignificant to gain notice.
But a handful of pilots managed to escape death, being lucky enough to be in the air during the missile attacks and be far enough away to escape EMP. These few pilots scattered across the western seaboard of the United States soon received a radio transmission from an outpost in the Rocky Mountains, near the Canadian border. With this seeming to be the only hope of clear landing space as all available bases are bathed in radiation or outright obliterated and all civilian airports are a chaotic mess, they make their way to this place, looking for fuel, munitions, and data on what the hell is going on.
* * * * *
Welcome to Aces of World War III. Some of you may be wondering what the hell I'm going on about above. This RP is set in an alternate universe wherein the Soviet Union never collapsed, but instead under Gorbachev's rule became more westernized, leading to a twenty year golden age. Without the fall of the Soviet Union, the proliferation of weapons was much reduced and the War on Terror never began.
As a result of the increased focus on economy and science over the military with the Cold War ending in a peaceful resolution rather than the Soviet collapse, this universe is a few years ahead of us.
This RP takes place immediately after the opening hours of World War III as following a coup by Soviet military, the Soviet Union has declared war on NATO on launched WMD strikes against Europe and North America, devastating their defenses with nuclear, chemical, and radiological attacks. The players will be a small number of pilots drawn to a secret military base in northern Washington state.
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Age:
Gender:
Nationality: (In the last twenty years the United States and Canada have both been operating pilot exchange programs with other nations of NATO, as well as Japan, South Korea, and other allies. Besides that, several European carriers were operating in the Pacific when the war broke out.)
Squadron & Aircraft of Choice: Your character's squadron prior to everything going to shit, and what craft he or she would have been flying at the time, which would presumably be the craft they were trained on. The United States and Canada have both made use of foreign-made Aircraft in this universe, particularly the Eurofighter Typhoon and the Dassault Rafale. (In other words, don't worry about the nation of the fighter, unless you want a MiG, in which case you're SOL)
Appearance:
Personality:
Background:
Age:
Gender:
Nationality: (In the last twenty years the United States and Canada have both been operating pilot exchange programs with other nations of NATO, as well as Japan, South Korea, and other allies. Besides that, several European carriers were operating in the Pacific when the war broke out.)
Squadron & Aircraft of Choice: Your character's squadron prior to everything going to shit, and what craft he or she would have been flying at the time, which would presumably be the craft they were trained on. The United States and Canada have both made use of foreign-made Aircraft in this universe, particularly the Eurofighter Typhoon and the Dassault Rafale. (In other words, don't worry about the nation of the fighter, unless you want a MiG, in which case you're SOL)
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Personality:
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