August 2016 Update

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A NEW HOPE FOR LONE WOLVES UNITED?

SHOCK AND AWE ensued as supporters loyal to Scardino stormed the LWU Command center while Evil Wolf was busy hitting up a bar somewhere in the Pacifics. In a self-described "bloodless" coup, the legendary crasher region succumbed to fenda influence with dissidents exiled under pain of death. Allied observers noted that Supreme Leader "The Duke" Scardino had supposedly planned this since returning earlier this year, having waited until the military was assisting The Black Hawks abroad in Heroes Rise. With the bulk of loyalist forces offsite -- and in the momentary absence of the Il-Khans -- the stage was set for what would later be portrayed as one of the most critically-acclaimed atrocities Raiderdom has witnessed within the last few months.

Scardino then took to the region's Skype and Discord chats ensuring that his iron-fisted reign extended across all mediums available to him, plus more. Stripping the leaderless Khalifs of authority, he continued to seize power over all forms of communication between Lone Wolves United and the outside world. By altering the World Factbook Entry with the tinctures, blazons and flourishes typically found on the escutcheons (and balloon swords) of fendas, a new age of moralism and white knighthood was announced to all.


Somewhere... in the middle of nowhere...
^{Author: Mahtiel}

Lady Beta General Hospital
August 19 2016 CE
05:26 AM

Incoming Call

A younger woman, dressed in teal scrubs, was mopping the floor and sighed as soon as she heard the first dial tone. "This better not be one of those kids again; they usually call at this time", she thought as she caught her colleague, Snow, passing through the adjacent hallway. "Snow!" she called, grinning. "Can you answer the phone? My hands are kinda full, you see?"

Snow looked up from her trolley of dirty bedding and snorted cheekily: "Shut up, Mahtiel... you lazy little ducky..." And with that, she continued on to the laundry room, stopping only to plug in her iPod on full blast, bopping and bobbing to the clearly-audible tunes. And just as the dial tone began, it ended just as quickly: well, it seemed it was one of those kids after all... right?

But it was not to be. The phone started ringing again, and a disgruntled Mahtiel dropped her mop on the floor and picked up the call.

"Hello. This is Mahtiel from Lady Beta General Hospital speaking. How can I help you?" replied Mahtiel as calmly as she could, trying hard to ignore the static on the other end... and explosions?

"THIS IS AN EMERGENCY IN DEER'S GOVERNMENTAL OFFICES!" shouted the caller frantically, as if no jimmy in his body had been left unrustled.

"What? Can you please be specific? What happened?"

"SCARDINO HAS COUPED THE PLACE!"

"No shit, you're kidding me, right?"

"NO! THE PLACE'S UNDER ATTACK BY----"

Call Signal Intercepted

"Supreme Leader "The Duke" Scardino" sung a slick, deep voice, echoing throughout the hall on the receiver's end...

"S-s-s-s-scardino?!" trembled a wide-eyed Mahtiel, panicking. "Are... are you alright there?!"

Overhead Speakers Hotwired


Hello, wolves. You have reached the end of the road. The road of raiderdom, that is. We must turn back. Now. The road of raiderdom is the road of scavengers. The road of defenderdom is the road of kings. The road of honour. The road of morals and stability in a land of kicked sandcastles and broken thrones. Desert your fruitless road, and follow the one true road: defend with me, in the archipelagic lands numbering islets in their tens of thousands.

Your precious media offices have been burned to the ground: the brews in The Drunken Bitch Bar are particularly inflammable, I must add. After all, that is the cost of not getting a little bit Genghis Khan by playing Miike Snow's tunes on loop. And you paid the price in smoke, cinderblocks and pink batts. But no blood. Definitely no blood this time round.

You have two options:

1. Join me and cease to exist in the midst of battle honourably against raiders.

2. Refuse and cease to exist from the hearts and minds of everyone here.


And to top off this radical change of heart, Scardino took it one step further by petitioning the World Assembly's august Security Council for a commendation of Lone Wolves United to immortalize the moment he saw the brilliant, purifying light of defenderdom (and his subsequent night-blindness). After haranguing Secretary-General Caelapses amidst a stampeding horde of ballot-stuffing super-delegates, the proposal to Commend Lone Wolves United was put up for vote. Some people wondered at the sight, others wept.


While the WASC Commendation was up for vote forces loyal to Evil Wolf, Anera, and Abenthy along with elements of Raiderdom began the march against Scardino. His twisted, and malformed monstrosity that was the new "Lone Wolves United" appalled those who once called it home. Scardino knew that he needed to solidify his hold on the region soon. Organizing his forces, he set out upon Eternal Scholars, an outpost that had suspected ties to raiders, in hopes that he could discover the location of the resistance to destroy them once and for all. Unaware of the impending attack and reluctant to trust outsiders, the peaceful natives of the relatively sleepy backwater ignored all communications warning them of Scardino and his forces being in the area.

The battle was over before it started.

Scardino-backed forces from the 'reformed' Lone Wolves United and several other defender-aligned regions blitzed Eternal Scholars searching for raiders and information on the hidden base from which they had been operating out of. Outcry from around the World on the actions of LWU and that of Scardino started to pour in which ultimately began to affect the vote of the region's pending commendation. The linchpin of his success, it was absolutely mandatory that it passed for stability as well as legitimacy in his rule. Forcing thousands of indentured, raider-aligned prisoners to mass produce telegrams as penitence for their past actions; he organized a vast logistic supply network that sent out private messages to every World Assembly delegate in the World in an effort to rally support to LWU's newfound cause.

Just as things started to look up for Scardino, Evil Wolf stumbled back into Lone Wolves United carrying a half-finished bottle of Military Special and, slurring his words, told Scardino to knock it off. Scardino, enraged that a raider would speak to him in such a fashion, knocked the bottle out of Evil Wolf's hand. An epic battle took place that lasted 40 days and 40 nights. Probably.



As the coup was squashed, Scardino's Security Council proposal, "Commend Lone Wolves United", was narrowly defeated 12,434 votes to 2,580. Voting fraud in several key regions has been called into question and World Assembly authorities are currently investigating potential abuse. With the return of Evil Wolf normalcy has once again taken hold within Lone Wolves United and everything is right in the World. Scardino's whereabouts are currently unknown, but it is believed that he survived the encounter and may be hiding somewhere this very moment plotting his revenge.


AMID END-OF-SUMMER WOES; DISCORD GRIPS LONE WOLVES UNITED
^{>> Click here to join our Discord server! <<}

Over the past month Lone Wolves United has slowly made the transition from Skype to the popular communication solution Discord. Our server is setup to accommodate NationStates players from numerous communities and we welcome you to come on down and check it out. We currently have over 50 members and are growing everyday. Our goal is to cultivate the server around the community promoting a friendly, laid back and mature environment for all to enjoy. In addition to various server utilities named after historical fendas of note, we also have a fully functioning radio station led by the Mistress of Metal, Sister Snow. If you are exceptionally gifted in wit or just feel as though you want to chew the fat with us one day stop on by - you could become immortalized in our hall of fame for all to see.

The Origin of Metal Wolf
^{Author: Sister Snow}

In the far future Metal let out it's final dying gasps. As the daemonic spawn of the Billboard 100 tore into it's glorious form, it knew that it's time had come. With the last of its strength it sought to change the past to save the future from pop damnation and sent a seed of itself back in time into the womb of an unsuspecting girl. Sister Snow lived her life not knowing that she was incubating the child of a god. On August 22nd 2016 the deity made itself known. It ripped itself from her womb in a reflection of both it's father and mother, a great wolf made of metal, seething with hatred for the daemons of modern music. Upon seeing the corpse of it's mother, it reshaped her into the Mistress of Metal, and together they implanted themselves in LWU's Discord to bring the heathen listeners of false music glorious salvation.


A LITTLE BIT GENGHIS KHAN


We recently created a new regional anthem that is based on Miike Snow's Genghis Khan. We love it, and hope that you do as well. Ever-Wandering Souls has even proposed a future collaboration project along with several other interested parties. More information on this will be announced as this situation develops. Stay tuned!


TL;DR

We helped raid Heroes Rise, liberated Eternal Scholars from the evil raiders, exchanged notes with XKI during class, established a Discord server, made a new regional anthem, almost got commended, and were couped! Yay!