User:SlenderXP/Margatian Civil War

The Margatian Civil War is a civil war between Margate and it's 12 planetary colonies. It was perhaps the most devastating war Margate fought in its history as it not only lost millions of soldiers and the entire Margatian Space Command, but also suffered a significant drop in population (dropping to around 230 million from an original 24 billion) and GDP, driving the country into a deep economic depression. However, it was also very important as the civil war directly resulted in the overthrow of the despotic Margatian government, finally freeing the Margatian populace from centuries of tyranny by the devolved New Order government and bringing the millennium-long 'New Margate Order' historical era to a sad end, it's results contrary to the intended expectations and goals of its main architects.

Background
Back in 2015, the newly elected President Frederick Mueller and his inner circle of government officials, intellectuals and military officers discussed about reforming Margate into an economically and militarily powerful nation while attempting a dangerous gamble in transforming Margate's society into one based on progress, patriotism tolerance and merits. At the same time, they also attempted to extend their power to the maximum limits of the Constitution and prolong their reign.

In order to do so, they created the Margatian National Party, a political party based on social liberalism and fiscal conservatism. Using the then terrorist threats to justify their actions, the MNP-dominated parliament slowly amended the Constitution to their likings and gaining draconian powers over the course of time. Mueller's successors and the first few generations of the MNP elite, who were incorrupt beings, did this in order to accelerate the progress of the New Order's evolution. Believing that their descendants would be as skilled as they were, these 'architects of the New Order' created political dynasties which allowed their relatives or protégés to easily succeed them via careful manipulation of the media which convinced the Margatians that they were as good as their predecessors.

However, their own successors weren't as pure as they were. Driven by greed and lust for power, these heirs started engaging in corrupt acts, which started in roughly around 2460. It wasn't long before these psychopaths started oppressing their fellow Margatians. By 2650, the MNP devolved even further and started enacting oppressive measures against the Nexonans, completely resettling them at Margate's 12 planetary states. However, this move gave the naturally fast-reproducing Nexonans even more living space, allowing their population to boom to the amount of billions. Infuriated, the Margatian government demoted the 12 planets into planetary colonies, officially stripping them of any autonomy they used to have as states.

Chapter 1:Freedom from Tyranny!
Before long, the year was 3023. Under the regime of President Sam Cameron and Prime Minister David Lim, the 12 planetary colonies received even less of the funds allocated by the government, even though they were the main contributors to the nation's tax revenues thanks to their huge population and developed economies. The move sparked the outrage of numerous prominent Nexonans.

Slender XIV was walking across the pavement of Solomon District, a prominent street of Mullinst City, which is the planet's main economic and finance hub, as well as it's capital. The planet itself is one of the most important planetary colonies since it's conical volcanoes produce vast hoards of precious minerals, which backed the Margatian Dollar's value. It is capable of rivaling the larger planet Nexonia, which is often considered the capital of the Planetary Colonies. Solomon District is full of both high-end and middle-class shopping malls, the Mullinst equivalent of Margate City's Orchid Road, except that it is larger and better. Like most inhabitants on the planet and the colonies, Slender XIV was a Nexonan, even though his ancestor wasn't.

Slender XIV: "Darn it, why does the government oppress us Nexonans? Most importantly, how did my Zhouese-Lisboagese ancestors a millennia ago ended up having Nexonan offsprings?!"

The penguin tucked his two flippers into the pockets of his crisp, black business suit. He slightly lowered his head as he made his journey to his destination. As he proceeded with each step, Slender XIV remembered that his ancestor Slender V fancied Nexonan girls (who, with their platinum blonde hair and snow white feathers, were Slender V's type) and married one, before moving to planet Mullinst and becoming a Margatian citizen. Ever since then, the family lineage has been dominated by Nexonan ethnicity. Just then, a green sport coupé of Japalandese made pulled up beside Slender XIV. The driver was a slightly tattooed guy who looked like the average thug. He was better than a normal thug though, as he was given command over a gang of thugs by his boss who leads the Mullinst Crime Syndicate.

Driver: "Hey, you are attending the meeting too right?"

Slender XIV: "Yeah, of course the boss invited me. I am the consigliere, after all."

Oh sorry, I forgot to mention that Slender XIV was the consigliere of the Mullinst Crime Syndicate, which was more like a resistance group against the Margatian government who funded its anti-government exploits via criminal and legal means. His position indicated that he was the personal advisor of the syndicate's boss Gary Smith. He was also a member of Mullinst's planetary legislature. Anyway, the consigliere opened the door of the car and entered it. It then sped off.

Slender XIV: "So Alex, this isn't a normal meeting of the syndicate's upper echelon right?"

Alex: "No, the boss said that it's a secret."

Upon hearing that, Slender XIV was quite frightened. Those attending 'secret' meetings were usually traitors who were executed on the spot. However, he was calmed by the fact that there was also a chance that Alex was the one about to be executed.

Alex: "So...how's your relationship with Jenna?"

Slender XIV: "Eh, I broke up with her."

Alex: "Why?"

Slender XIV: "You know, even respectable gangsters like me want girlfriends who are tame and lady-like, unlike what most people think. I don't fancy tomboys."

Alex: "Then why bother dating her in the first place?"

Slender XIV: "She's the hottest barrister in the firm, bro! Plus, we have only been on like 4 dates, excluding those 10 nights I spent camping at Mullinst's forests with her."

Alex: "What about that hot girl in the same law school as you?"

Slender XIV: "You mean Catherine?"

Alex: "Yeah."

Slender XIV: "We're, well, just bros."

Alex: "Then get out of that friend zone."

Slender XIV: "She's not my type. Do you really think that I date every hot girls I meet without any regards for her other aspects."

Alex: "More or less. Hey we've arrived."

The two found themselves outside of one of the city's chic bar, which was decorated like a speakeasy from the 1920s. They walked in to be greeted by the aroma of strong cream soda and sophisticated jazz music played by a live band. The duo proceeded further into the VIP Lounge, where Gary and several familiar penguins were there, some wearing military uniforms and others wearing business suits. Those in army fatigue were high-ranking officers in the Margate Armed Forces, while the rest were politicians, businessmen and syndicate leaders from the Colonies. All of them had one common characteristic though - they were all Nexonans.

Alex & Slender XIV: "Hey boss."

Gary: "Hello boys. I would like to introduce you guys to someone important. Alex and Slender, meet Field Marshal Wilhelm Hess. Wilhelm, meet Alex and Slender XIV."

The marshal stood up and shook the duo's flippers with a firm handshake.

Wilhelm: "It's nice to meet you two."

Alex: "It's my honour sir."

Slender XIV: "Me too."

The three penguins sat down. From the bottle of cream soda on the table, Alex poured some of the liquid into an empty glass before pouring Slender XIV's glass with some too.

Slender XIV: "Thanks."

Gary: "Anyway, let's get to the topic. Today, I have gathered all of you to discuss about the future of our planet and the rest of the Planetary Colonies. All of us are tired of the government's discrimination!"

Wilhelm: "Even though I am a field marshal in the MAF, I am still treated like crap by the government just because of my ethnicity!"

The group started muttering among themselves.

Gary: "Slender, since you are my consigliere, can you give us your opinion?"

Slender XIV: "I'd suggest asking President Cameron to grant the Colonies autonomy first. If that fails, we'll have a justified reason to rebel and declare independence."

Gary: "If we do have to fight, would Marshal Wilhelm assist us by leading our troops?"

Wilhelm: "Of course. I can also convince the Nexonan soldiers in the MAF to throw a mutiny too."

Gary: "All right, it's decided then. We shall have an Interplanetary Congress here at Mullinst City 3 weeks later. As representatives of each colony, you are tasked with informing your fellow comrades at your planet about it. Each planet is to send 20 Congressmen. Is that clear?"

Representatives: "Yeah."

Gary: "Alright then, meeting adjourned."

As time quickly passed, 3 weeks were over. It was soon time for the first ever Interplanetary Congress to be held in Mullinst City's city hall. Prior to that, it was decided that the delegates would elect a President to preside over the Congress, a role which would rotate among the 260 delegates every year. Slender XIV was elected to be the first President.

As the delegates began to sit down on their respective seats, Slender XIV walked up to the podium and started speaking.

Slender XIV: "Fellow delegates, today we've gathered here to discuss about the oppressive measures imposed on us ethnic Nexonans by the tyrannical and discriminative government they call the New Order! For centuries, we have been oppressed by the Margatians, even though we are the backbone of the nation's economy and military! They reaped what we sowed. They stole the juicy fruits we nurtured through labour and returned nothing but pulp! It's time for us to demand for more rights, equal rights with other Margatian citizens!"

A strong reaction came from the crowd of delegates. They started booing the current President Sam Cameron and PM David Lim. Some cheered at Slender XIV's speech.

Slender XIV: "There was a time when all 12 Planetary Colonies were Planetary States. The so-called father of the Order, Frederick Mueller wanted a tolerant Margatian society. However, his successors reneged on their oaths and stripped our planetary governments of all power, while forcibly resettling all of us Nexonans on these planets. This is clearly an attempt to strip us of all representation in the Margatian government. The island our ancestors used to call home, Nexon Island, is now renamed to Westion Island!"

Driven by fury, the crowd started shouting "WE WANT OUR RIGHTS!" in unison.

Slender XIV: "That's why today we are going to demand the Margatian government to make us Planetary States once more!"

Suddenly, a delegate from planet Nexonia stood up and interrupted him.

Nexonia delegate: "But your honor, why demand for statehood when we could've simply declared independence?"

Delegates: "Yeah!"

Slender XIV: "Well, we need to have a justified excuse to demand independence. If they rejected our demand for statehood, I promise you that we'll immediately start rebelling against the Margatians! Now, those in favor of demanding statehood say 'I'."

Delegates: "I."

Slender XIV: "Alright, it's an unanimous decision then. All of you are free to return to your hotel suites. This session has ended."

The delegates started walking away. Just then, Gary, Alex, several syndicate leaders and a secretary walked up to the podium to join Slender XIV.

Slender XIV: "Alright secretary, can you type out the Demand for Planetary Statehood?"

Secretary: "Of course."

The secretary left the hall.

Gary: "Alright, so far so good. Now, Alex and Slender, I want you two to personally deliver the Demands to President Sam Cameron."

Alex: "Sir, that's suicide!"

Slender XIV: "Yeah. Plus, we don't have a threat which we could use to blackmail him."

Gary: "Well, tell him that the Nexonans working for the police, military and any government-owned companies will have a strike. We'll also have all of the President's and PM's business assets shut down!"

Slender XIV: "Can we, uh, send in an android or something?"

Gary: "Alright fine, we'll send an android."