Maladaptive Daydreaming: where wild minds come to rest
My most recent daydreams have been permeated by this country called the Western Union, formed over 1000 years after the fall of the United States by a Kennedian merchant who wanted a "wall" between the FSK and the unknown west. The merchant brought together over 30 small republics and tribes in the North American Great Plains region to form a long and narrow nation whos western border is a river which nobody crosses. Over 1000 miles tall and just 100 miles wide at it's widest, it was large. The republic's capitol was in the northern city of Centralia, which was founded as a halfway marker between Queensland and the old Queen's vacation castle up by where Yellowstone once was. (This is where her brother Jacob Corona forms Uzah, a huge kingdom, bent on restoring to the size of America's former glory i.e. take over the world).
At first this nation was harmonious, but after growing sectionalism, it split into two nations after 200 years (both still being referred as the Western Union, the only difference being which way the chevron faced of the flag: up for north and down for south). The Southern capitol of Bridgeport was massive, but in a weak position (situated on an island on the border river that defines the edge of no man's land, only connected to the rest of the country by a bridge).
The FSK tried it's hardest to reunite the country through setting up the Ministry of Reunification, whose only job was to use propaganda to get enough votes to reunite the country. They failed.
Unbeknownst to the Western Union, the Kingdom of Uzah is rising in the west, taking up swathes of land, and nobody knows. Villages and tribes in no man's land the west of the Union are incorporated into Uzah, the king forced the peasants to learn a language he made up and sent the English speakers on suicide missions in the army to kill them off. With millions in his army, he could march straight to the East coast if he wanted to. (Since the fall of the United States, guns are very hard to come by, so Uzah's army wields swords and shields and dons metal armor. While the Western Union still uses musket shot and cannons, their ammunition supply is heavily limited because they have the same supply since the fall of the US but they're a peaceful nation).
All at once, the king's massive army emerged from the woods across the river and attacked cities of the Western Union (they blew up the bridge at Bridgeport and starved them to death, and besieged Centralia). Coincidentally, the bulk of the Western Union's army was at the Confluences for military exercises, the Confluences being massive forts along the border between north and south. It was a stormy night when massive of soldiers overran the embankments of the two largest forts. After running out of ammuntion, the Union soldiers charged the metal clad army with bayonets and were quickly slaughtered by swords. The only real army that remained retreated with some civilians to the FSK through miles of tribal territory.
After the fiasco of the Confluences, the rest of the country was overrun by Uzahn troops and occupied by the ruthless sons of King Jacob. Kennedians were quick to help, the first being Samantha Agnew, who was on a routine journey through the tribal lands when Unioners asked for her help.
She and her unit of 100 soldiers caused a rebellion of the Western Union's constituent tribes against the Uzahn occupiers. Known as the Vagrant Winter, where the snow didn't melt all year, she and 1,000,000 tribesmen wreck havoc on the Uzahns.
TL;DR, I have movie plots in my head and this was awesome. Any good stories from you guys?