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Capital:  
 Newtopia, Amphibia 

Official Languages:  
 Ancient/Modern Amphibian

Power:  
Dimensional Superpower

Size:  
 3+ worlds (one inhabited)

Head of State:           
 The Dark King

Head of Government:  
 Dark Prince Sigma (dejure)

 The Dark King (defacto)

Governmental Structure:  
 Unitary Authoritarian Absolute Monarchy (pre-collapse)

 Feudal Authoritarian Absolute Monarchy (Kingdom of Newtopia)

 Unitary Totalitarian Ominocracy (Neo-Imperial Era)

State Religion/Ideology:  
 Olm cults (Pre-collapse)

 Veneration of the Core (Neo-Imperial Era)

Demographic:  
 Newts, Frogs, Toads, Olms (Pre-exile)

Military Force:  
 Frobot Battalions, Newtopian Star Fleet, The Dark Princes, Lunar Legions, Amphibia’s Moon

Rise of the Empire

"What glorious heights you climbed, from beginnings so low."

-Elegy for an Empire, Excerpt from the Diaries of Crown Prince Andrias Leviathan

With the unification of the Amphibian Kingdoms under Empress Valeriana I Newtopia took its first steps towards becoming the supreme power of the ancient multiverse. Drawing upon the unbounded power of the calamity box uncapped the number of automated factories the empire could operate, limited now only by the raw materials it took to construct such facilities. It didn’t take long for the Empress to realize the potential for exponential growth this afforded her.

The conquest of the world of Amphibia was prosecuted swiftly, with the other continents strip-mined of their resources in short order. These were funneled back to the capital continent where a grand army and armada were being constructed. With her own world secure, Valeriana’s eyes turned to the stars and neighbouring dimensions.

The Age of Conquest

"What might you were, and of such hew, crowned by the three and afeared of few."

-Elegy for an Empire

The Newtopian Empire had one overwhelming strength, industry. To succeed in any given conflict a steady supply of resources would be funneled into the hundreds of automated factories that dotted ancient Amphibia’s landscape. From these factories, legions of frobots and massed fleets of starships would swamp the enemy, their unrelenting numbers making up for their lack of tactical flexibility. Though costly, this strategy cemented Newtopia’s control over Amphibia and several neighbouring dimensions.

The capture of these worlds fueled the Newtopian war machine, expanding the industrial base of the empire with new factories. Though it was not apparent to the empire’s rulers at the time, their nation had entered a death spiral. Efficiency was a concept lost on the ancient Newtopians. Though they brought worlds to heel without the loss of a single life on the empire’s side, the frobot legions suffered massive and unnecessary casualties. This wasteful methodology of war was deemed acceptable to the empire as the production rates of new units at worst matched the losses they were sustaining. They thought as long as this equilibrium lasted the empire’s expansion could continue. Time revealed the folly of this philosophy as the consumption of raw materials began to outpace the empire’s ability to conquer new lands.

Yet while their empire faced industrial collapse the Leviathan dynasty was preoccupied with its own ambitions. The conquests of the Moss Men and Shadow fish’s home worlds were costly affairs and the resource-poor planets the species occupied didn’t come close to recuperating the losses sustained to acquire them. The royal family’s pet project, known now as the Core, all but crippled the Newtopian military as resources that should have been assigned to new frobot echelons and fleet ships were instead used to turn Amphibia’s moon into a gigantic databank and laboratory so that the empire’s rulers could escape death itself.

Millennial later, under the rule of King Aldrich Leviathan the Newtopian Empire found itself on the brink of industrial collapse. Aldrich had squandered most of his early life pursuing the ancient sciences of the calamity box, and though he probably understood the device better than anyone since the great Empress Valeriana herself, his research did little to improve the Empire’s situation. Without a fresh injection of raw materials, the frobot legions would be unable to overcome the developed worlds the empire salivated over. So, the King, with his own life nearing its end, selected a primitive world and delegated the task of its conquest to his son, Crown Prince Andrias Leviathan.

The Kingdom of Newtopia

"Now cast your gaze from this shattered land, Look to the stars you once held in hand. Slumber now, with your banner creased, For of all your sons, I was the least..."

-Elegy for an Empire

When the calamity box was lost, the ancient Newtopia empire, stuck in its ways for millennia, seized up like a poorly oiled machine. With the conquest of worlds brought to an abrupt halt, the steady stream of resources that had sustained the empire became a trickle. The frobot forces fell to attrition, whittled down till they numbered only in the thousands when once they had been billions. The fleet ships, cheap and expendable, fell from the sky, with only a few hundred being grounded to be preserved for future use.

As King Andrias Leviathan took to the throne, the dimension-spanning empire had fallen from being the most powerful force in the multiverse to a stagnant kingdom on a backwater world, barely able to hold dominion over a small continent, all within the span of a few short Terran years.

For the next millennia, the new Kingdom of Newtopia atrophied. Like a domesticated animal released into the wild, it was entirely unable to cope with the new reality it found itself in. Separatist movements plagued the continent for centuries, with the newly established toad towers barely holding the periphery of the kingdom together. The wilds began encroaching on settlements, and wild beasts were well documented to account for the rising mortality rate outside the capital city.

Compared to his predecessors Andrias was a neutered monarch. His armies didn’t consist of unstoppable legions of obedient killing machines, they were newts armed with steel-tipped spears and wooden shields. His fleets couldn’t blot out the sun, they were shackled to the whim of the air currents and barely able to handle the emboldened sea creatures who had begun to peruse the coastline for a tasty amphibian snack. All Andrias had was his own wit and charm, and to his credit, he learned to wield these tools to great effect.

Were it not for King Andrias’ steadfast leadership in this time of decay it is likely the Newtopian Kingdom would have collapsed within the first century of its existence. He reformed Newtopian society into a more liberal society, freeing the institutions of education and commerce from the oversight of the crown. He instituted the Newtopian council, a circle of elected newts that would conduct the day-to-day business of running the kingdom and allow Andrias to address more pressing matters.

Following the death of Barrel the Brave, he expanded resources and the role of the toad army to further decentralize the kingdom and encouraged local communities to form militia units to fend off the ever-growing threat of the wilds. By the end of his third century of rule, Andrias had cemented himself as a monarch of the people, known far and wide as a wise and capable leader who preferred a hands-off approach to governance. Though the kingdom had been stabilized it still languished in stagnation, with technology falling behind even the human world they’d been poised to conquer.

It was in this state of decay that the Core, its mind revitalized by a new perspective and transformed into the personality known as the Dark King, took command.

The Empire Reborn

"So the world shall be His footstool, and the soul of Time His slave, Our God is marching on."

-'Battle Hymn of the Empire' as broadcast throughout the United States during 'The Siege of Humanity'

When it came to addressing the issues facing its realm, quite by accident, the Core had chosen its host well. Cameron Andrew Waybright, like many teenage human boys, was obsessed with the arms and armaments of sci-fi militaries. Coupled with a borderline addiction to strategy games, he provided the Core with a creative engine through which its own impressive intellect could evolve the Newtopian Kingdom into something truly terrifying.

Production of standard frobot units all but ceased, relegated to garrison duties and deployed to curtail civil unrest. New models went into production, beginning with the cloak-bot prototype Crown Prince Andrias deployed to hunt down Anne Boonchuy after she and the Plantars had escaped to Earth. Following its destruction at Anne’s hands analysis by the Dark King and his staff of researchers concluded the failure of the mission had not been due to any design flaws within the unit, but rather the unstoppable might of the calamity power within Anne.

The cloak-bot’s chassis was adopted as the basis for the new generation of frobot warriors that would form the groundwork of the Dark King’s new doctrine of quality, precision weapons. These would include the cloak-bot Mark II, the inferno-bot, the strike-bot, and finally the infamous dread-bot which became the stuff of nightmare for rebel forces in the late stages of the war.

This is not to say the Dark King carried none of the baggage that had weighed down the old empire’s thinking. Even as new strategies, tactics, and machines entered into the Neo-Newtopian Empire’s playbook many of the underlying issues remain unaddressed.

In its heyday, a time the Dark King remembered well, the Newtopian Empire had been an absolute monarchy. The reorganization of the Newtopian Kingdom into the Neo-Newtopian Empire restored this status. With its own preconception of what it meant to rule and helped along by the Waybright tendencies towards control the Dark King made perhaps the most crucial mistake of his reign. The reforms Andrias Leviathan had introduced during his reign were immediately rescinded, and all power was concentrated in the hands of the Dark King. Though loyalists would applaud this action, the restriction of autonomy proved to be the greatest factor in many periphery towns declaring their secession from the Neo-Empire.

The threat assessment capabilities of the Dark King also left a lot to be desired. Reinforced by a powerful ego the Dark King dismissed the capabilities and resilience of rebel forces, identifying the militaries of Earth as the only remaining obstacle on his path of restoring the Empire to its former glory. Nor did the Dark King consider the flaws of the old empire, beyond its obvious military shortcomings. Under his rule the factories would be restarted, cannibalizing the continent to kickstart the endless consumption and conquest that had led to ruin so many centuries ago.

Newtopian Military Doctrine

"Peace is not a defined value in my programming."

-Alpha, Supreme Commander of Neo-Newtopian Forces

A prime example of the empire’s military doctrine would be the armour of the basic frobot unit. Though by no means fragile, the early efforts of the Wartwood Resistance found the metal shell of the unit was highly vulnerable to kinetic energy. Despite wielding two steel swords as her primary weapons throughout much of the conflict, Sasha Waybright diced through frobots like they were made of paper, her blades easily penetrating their hides while being relatively lightweight in design.

This was a matter of doctrine, dating back thousands of years. With the development of energy weapons, and once the awesome destruction they were capable of was demonstrated, the nobility of the old empire considered kinetic weaponry obsolete. The death knell of the kinetic weapon was reinforced in their minds as energy shields became small enough to protect high-ranking officials who found themselves on the battlefield. As primitive nations were crushed under the unrelenting onslaught of their forces the empire began to fear only one thing, the discovery of an equal.

It was surmised that any sufficiently advanced civilization, like the Newtopians, would do away with kinetic weaponry and focus instead on the far more impressive and elegant energy weapons that had come to dominate the Newtopian military. For in the arrogant mind that only a star-conquering empire could foster, the only foe worth considering was one that matched their own genius tit-for-tat. The notion that Newtopia did not exist at the pinnacle of martial technology and thought was tantamount to mental disorder. With all the achievements under their belts, how could they not have reached the summit of what was the art of war?

And so, energy dampening became the focus of development. Generals wore cloaks that dissipated energy waves rather than anti-ballistic plating and frobot armour was designed not for physical durability but to survive multiple blasts from advanced energy systems. This fear of a like-opponent ran so deep, and for so many centuries, that by the present day the feared and apparently invincible frobot legions, though able to decimate any advanced civilization, were slaughtered en masse by three teenage girls wielding steel swords and arrows.

New Generation Frobot Models:

Cloak-bot mk II

The cloak-bot MK II was more of a side grade than a true evolution of the initial cloak-bot design that was deployed against Anne Boonchuy on Earth. The designation of MK II was more for the sake of the production lines as several minor changes to the unit were made to streamline production to meet the Dark King’s deadlines. These changes included reducing the cloaking device’s size and complexity, which while making manufacturing easier also reduced the duration and effectiveness of the cloaking effect. This was deemed acceptable as the role of the cloak-bot was changed from being an infiltration and assassination unit into shock infantry. The model first saw action in the fall of Proteus where its performance was noted as exemplary in shattering olm lines with hit-and-run attacks.

Deployed in echelons of twelve these frobot units would become the mainstay of the Neo-Newtopian Empire’s battleline with later models dropping the cloaking device altogether and relying on their mobility, claws, and suite of energy weapons to obliterate rebel formations in open combat.

Inferno-bot

An evolution of the fire-frobots these units also saw their first use at the fall of Proteus where their flame breath weapons were used to terrifying effect. Equipped with an enhanced fuel mixture more akin to plasma than flame the weapon of the Inferno-bot could burn hot enough to melt stone after even a short exposure to a direct blast. Inferno bots would see limited use throughout the civil war, only being deployed to urban combat zones where their flames utterly obliterated rebel emplacements, melting the foe and the building they were taking shelter in.

Ultimately, the inferno-bot likely proved to be more of a detriment to the Neo-Imperial war effort than anything else. Tales of its destructive capabilities stoked less fear than it did anger and disgust towards the Neo-Newtopian Empire and their use was cited by many rebels as the reason they finally committed to the rebellion.

Strike-Bot (the Dark Princes)

The strike-bot began development as a successor to the cloak-bot and to be the ultimate expression of Newtopian martial prowess. The complexity of the design, however, proved too much for the automated production lines, already under stress from the demands of the war. While plans were made to eventually create a streamlined model for manufacturing it was decided that this effort would be undertaken after the current conflict. As such, only a small number of these frobots made it to the field of the civil war, handcrafted in the Dark King’s workshops. At their peak, they only number two dozen, a fact that the Wartwood Rebellion was ever grateful for.

Given the nickname dark princes, strike-bots were a terrifying foe to confront. Built upon an upgraded version of the cloak-bot chassis, the strike bot paired incredible speed and strength with the deadliest innovation neo-imperial science ever produced, the ability for independent thought. They were disconnected from the normal frobot network, with their orders coming directly from the Dark King himself. No one else, not even the Crown Prince could command them. The Dark King desired such total control over these units as he alone wanted the power to shape their mind. This was because strike-bots were not programmed, they were trained, instructed personally by the Dark King in the art of death.

The Dark King’s instruction of his elite warriors was a brutal affair. Insisting they be programmed with the ability to feel pain and fear the Dark King made it a matter of course to mutilate and cripple the frobots during training, putting them through immense amounts of simulated pain for even the smallest misstep. This intense training regime, coupled with the highly advanced cognitive functions of the strike-bots forged them into highly lethal warriors within an incredibly short period of time.

They adopted their master’s fighting style, approaching combat with a furious and brutal energy that employed overwhelming strength and speed with a versatile and adaptable arsenal of weapons and gadgets. Most strike-bots opted for laser weapons, either swords, spears or twin daggers. Others preferred more mundane weaponry such as the staves they had used in their time training with the Dark King. But whatever weapon they chose the frobots that became known to the rebellion as the Dark Princes were unmatched by all but the most skilled warriors on the battlefield.

Most remained at the Dark King’s side, acting as his bodyguards and enforcers of his will. Others would be tasked with command duties, their enhanced cognitive skills granting them enough mental maneuverability to match the tactical skill of even experienced rebel commanders. By the end of the war, the remaining strike bots were veterans of a dozen battlefields, utterly loyal to the Dark King, and responsible for some of the Wartwood Rebellion’s greatest losses.

Dread-bot

As the war drew to its climax the Dark King devised his most despicable weapon yet. Miniaturization of the frobot factories had been an idea floated around by Newtopian scientists for millennia but at the time it had lacked a practical application. It took the cruel mind of the Dark King to realize that anything with a trace of iron, carbon, or hydrogen could be reshaped and repurposed, and so came the Dread-bot project.

An all-consuming beast the Dread-bot was designed after the grey-goo stories Cameron had read in horror science fiction books, and although the Dark King lacked nanotechnology, he could still employ the principle. Starting off the size of a human car the Dread-bot had no upper limit to its size, able to grow in scale and complexity as it consumed. Each Dread-bot was directly connected to the Dark King’s mind and though they could develop themselves by consuming things such as the dirt the Dark King preferred to feed his technological horrors exclusively on amphibian or human-made structures and the creatures dwelling within or defending it.

As the dread-bot grew larger weapon mounts would grow and bristle off it, the shape and capabilities of such limited only by the vicious creativity of the Dark King.

The Neo-Imperial Fleet

Salamander Class Fleet Ship

The workhorse of the ancient Newtopian fleet and brought in to serve the same role millennia later by the Neo-Newtopian Empire. The Salamander fleet ship was a troop carrier, aerial support platform, and logistics vessel. The shield that surrounded the vessel made it impervious to most forms of attack and the weapon mounts packed enough firepower to level entire towns in a relatively short timespan. Salamanders remained a mainstay throughout the conflict, being one of the few designs predating the Dark King's ascension to do so.

Waterdog Class Fleet Ship

More of a subtype than a fully different class of vessel the Waterdog was a cosmetic refit of the Salamander class that was employed by the Dark King as his personal battle group. Painted black and adopting more angular designs the Waterdog, when sighted, served as a warning to rebel forces that the Dark King himself was taking part in a conflict, which often proved to be enough of a threat to rout entire rebel formations.

Hellbender Class Battle Ship

An archaic design dating back to the glory days of the old empire. The Hellbender was a massive ship, approaching the Newtopian Castle in size and armaments. During the age of conquest, these battle ships served as mobile command bunkers for members of the royal family commanding the invasion when the deployment of the castle itself was deemed unnecessary or it was otherwise occupied. Only six of these were built over the empire’s reign and only one survives today, slumbering beneath the waves off the east coast of Amphibia.

Public Opinion

The Wartwood Address was a watershed moment for the inhabitants of Amphibia. Those disillusioned with the current power base and those who had suffered under the rule of King Andrias and the Dark King were quick to throw in their lot with Sasha Waybright’s Wartwood Rebellion. And though this accounted for a great many frogs, toads, and newts it was not the mass uprising that the rebellion had hoped for or that the Dark King had feared. Many towns harboured strong loyalist sentiments to the crown, either because of the stability they thought it brought or the prosperity they’d enjoyed under it (usually at the expense of neighbouring regions that were coincidentally the quickest to secede). Nowhere were loyalist voices stronger, however, than in the capital city of Newtopia itself.

The residents, still scarred from the toad rebellion and with front-row seats to the awesome might of the Neo-Newtopian Empire, threw the full force of their support behind the reborn empire, with loyalists going so far as to spontaneously form militias to support the guards in restoring order to the city after Sasha’s speech.

Despite this solidarity in the days after the Wartwood Address, it became clear to many who supported the empire that there was a diversity of opinion when it came to why and how they showed their support. Though many subdivisions existed supporters could generally be organized into one of two categories: loyalist, or legitimist.

Loyalists

"Maintaining public order is a rather trivial matter brother, we just need convince the public to police themselves. Or rather... each other. "

-Lambda, Imperial Inquisitor

Neo-Imperial loyalists were the staunchest supporters of the Dark King’s new regime. Their core membership was formed out of veterans of the Newtopia Guard who had been the most impacted by the toad rebellion. These newts had seen firsthand what they thought the Wartwood Rebellion’s aims were: to tear down the great society that had stood for millennia. The more radical of the bunch went so far as to express deep-seated fear and hatred of frogs and toads who they thought were backing the rebellion to topple the newt ruling class.

All these fears had a kernel of truth certainly, but true-blue neo-imperial loyalists blew them way out of proportion. Evangelists of the reborn empire made it their business to spread the ‘truths’ of the new regime to all corners of the continent and citizens who did not declare themselves as loyal subjects of the Dark King were assaulted in the streets by roving squads of self-appointed loyalty officials.

The Dark King did little to correct any useful rumours spread by the movement and even gave taciturn support to its members. Loyalist officers in the Newtopian Guard received promotions more often than their less politically active colleagues and town mayors who used loyalist rhetoric in their public addresses would find their town the first to receive Neo-Imperial relief goods.

Still, despite all the violence and hatred expressed by the Neo-Imperial Loyalists, the vast majority of amphibians behind the movement did not join with malicious intent. They were scared ordinary people, looking for something of stability to cling to in a world that had been turned upside down.

Legitimists

"Olms save the King!"

-Battlecry of 'Andrias' Fist', formerly the 4th Newtopian Guard Regiment of Foot

If you asked ten legitimists their opinions of the civil war you’d get eleven different answers. Some saw the conflict as a completely unnecessary waste of amphibian life and wanted the rebellion and empire to sit down and talk it out, confident cooler heads would prevail. Others would tell you that the rebellion needed to be crushed as soon as possible and was all the fault of those weak periphery folks who couldn’t leave well enough alone. And still, others, glancing over their shoulders as they spoke, would tell you that the whole thing was a human proxy war and that it didn’t matter which side won.

The only unifying opinion shared by legitimists was that Andrias Leviathan was the true king of Newtopia. For one reason or another, be those arguments about the intricacies of succession law, condemnation of the Dark King’s foreign policy, or conspiracy theories about humans controlling the government, this group wanted a return to the days before the toad rebellion when King Andrias ruled over an apparently stable and prosperous Kingdom.

Legitimists would refuse to call themselves imperial citizens but those that had the wits to last longer than ten seconds beneath a loyalist’s scrutiny would employ dog whistles. These included such things as saying one was ‘loyal to the king’ when asked whom they served or were ‘servants of the crown’ when asked to testify about their loyalty.

It didn’t take long for loyalists to pick up the fact that a sizable contingent of the population was being a little too coy about their deference to the Dark King. So while the Wartwood Rebellion fought the Neo-Newtopian Empire across hill and dale of the continent the citizens of the empire watched each other with growing apprehension, questions forming in their minds, none of them with easy answers.

Chapter Text

Those Native to Terra (Earth):

Cameron Andrew Waybright

• Host to the Core
• Toad Army Commander (formerly)
• Knight Errant (formerly)

Sasha Elizabeth Waybright

• General of the Wartwood Rebellion
• Lord Protector of Amphibia
• Wartwood Resistance Co-Leader (formerly)
• Queen of Amphibia (disputed) (formerly)
• Toad Army Lieutenant (formerly)

Marcy Regina Wu

• General of the Wartwood Rebellion
• Fleet Command
• Heir Apparent to the Dark King (disputed)
• Chief Ranger of the Newtopian Night Guard (formerly)

Anne Savisa Boonchuy

• General of the Wartwood Rebellion
• The Breaker of Kings
• Wartwood Resistance Co-Leader (formerly)
• Frog of the Year

Mr. X

• FBI Special Agent

Jenny

• FBI Agent

Terri

• Intern at ‘Dr. Frakes’ Brainasium’ (formerly)
• Earth’s expert in interdimensional travel (self-disputed)

Mrs. Boonchuy

• Owner of ‘Thai Go’
• Kill count unknown but presumed > 0

Mr. Boonchuy

• Owner of ‘Thai Go’
• Top Ranked MMO player

Dr. Jan

• Cryptozoologist Expert
• Museum Curator

Thomas Willam

• Acting United States Secretary of Health and Human Services
• Teddy Roosevelt fan

Sofia Acevedo

• Department of Health and Human Services Chief of Staff

Leonard Shaw

• General, United States Army
• Supreme Allied Commander Europe

Jane Washington

• First Lieutenant, United States Airforce
• Callsign ‘Speedy’

Ben Hampton

• Major, Joint Special Operations Command, United States Armed Forces
• Commander in Charge of all LA-based NATO forces

Mendez

• Sergeant, Delta Force Operator

Sarah

• Corporal, Combat Medic, Delta Force Operator

Peter Cunningham

• Captain, JTF 2, Canadian Armed Forces

Micheal Martin

• Captain, SASR, Australian Defence Force

Those Native to Amphibia:

The Dark King / The Core

• Emperor of the Neo-Newtopian Empire
• The Master of the Known Multiverse (disputed)
• The Great Eclipse
• Master of the Calamity Box (disputed)
• Machine God of All Amphibia (disputed)
• Cameron Waybright (formerly)
• King Aldrich Leviathan (formerly)

Andrias Leviathan

• Crown Prince of the Neo-Newtopian Empire
• King of the Kingdom of Newtopia (formerly)
• The Anvil (formerly)

General Nir

• Master of the Newtopian Guard
• The Great General (disputed)
• Newtopian Guard Lieutenant (dishonourably discharged)
• Fat oaf (disputed)

General Yunan

• [ALL PREVIOUS TITLES REDACTED BY ORDER OF GENERAL NIR]
• General’s Bodyguard to General Nir

Lady Olivia

• Attendant to King Andrias (formerly)
• General’s Bodyguard to General Nir

Hopediah Plantar

• Plantar Patriarch
• Frog Representative to the Wartwood Rebellion

Sprig Plantar

• Anne's best friend (certified tm)
• 2-0 against Captain Grime in combat

Polly Plantar

• Tinkerer
• Wartwood Rebellion's Chief Mechanic
• Known Psychopath

Frobo

• Turncoat Antiquated Frobot unit
• Firm Believer in Asimov's three laws, but only as they relate to Polly
• Cleaning burning propane stove

Grime

• Captain, Toad Army (Formerly), Wartwood Rebellion (Current)
• Master of East Tower (Formerly)
• Grower of Beards
• Watcher Binger of Suspicion Island

Beatrix

• Captain, Toad Army (Formerly), Wartwood Rebellion (Current)
• Toad Representative to the Wartwood Rebellion
• Master of West Tower

Bufo

• Captain, Toad Army
• Master of East Tower

Incilius

• Toad of North Tower
• Lieutenant of East Tower

Tritonio Espada

• Captain, Wartwood Rebellion
• Newt Representative to the Wartwood Rebellion
• Vagabond, Scoundrel, and general ne'er-do-well

Mother Olm

• Maker of vague prophecies

The Dark Princes:

Alpha

• Supreme Commander of the Neo-Imperial Army

Beta

• Chancellor of the Empire

Gamma

• Champion of the Empire

Delta

• The Terror

Epsilon

• Master of the Higher Mysteries

Theta

• Voice of Truth

Lambda

• Chief Inquisitor of the Empire

Omicron

• The Imperial Fist

Sigma

• Lord of Newtopia

Tau

• The Lady of Many Faces
• Numerous human identities

Upsilon

• Master of Artifice

Omega

• The Last Prince
• The Ungendered Sibling

Those Native to Worlds Beyond

'Andy' Andrew Waybright

• Quantum Clone of Cameron Andrew Waybright
• Broken in too many ways to count

The Guardian of the Cosmos

• Cat god
• Dead (at some future date)
• Poor judge of professional qualifications

Valerianna Leviathan

• Creator of the Calamity Box
• First Empress of the Newtopian Empire
• Ancestor to Andrias Leviathan

Chapter Text

“The Truth of the Realm, spoken into being from the mouth of our father, is quite clear on this matter. No victory of arms over Newtopian forces has ever, or will ever, be achieved.”

• Dark Prince Theta, The Voice of Truth

The Toad Rebellion

“The toads? Dull, slow, dim, and brutish come to mind as adjectives… Mind you, they do have their uses. For instance, you can always count on them to start a fight.”

• The Dark King, Master of the Known Multiverse

To say the seeds of rebellion were sown in tumultuous soil would be a gross understatement of events. Indeed, many on both sides of the issue would on principle dispute that the toad rebellion had any ideological or structural ties to the later causes many of its members would join. Nevertheless, it is essential to understand the means and motives of the toads when discussing the liberation hosts that would come later.

Poisoned Vision

“That’s what I want to be called: commander.”

• Cameron Andrew Waybirght, Commander of the Toad Army

It was easy to make the case that the toad rebellion was nothing more than a violent coup against the legitimate government of the land. Of course, the revelations that followed concerning that particular government muddied the water somewhat.

Newtopia, even in what could be considered its fairer days, had always been despotic and those who lived under it had legitimate grievances. While the toads may have gotten a better beal in life than the typical frog farmer it could not be denied that they were as much victims of the kingdom’s caste system as anyone else. To that end, many toads did legitimately believe in the rebellion as a means to emancipate their species, but so too did others see it as an opportunity to supplant the newts at the top of the hierarchy and seize the reigns of power rather than dismantling it.

Ultimately, ego, greed, and pride would mark the fate of the rebellion. Especially in the case of its leaders who would spend the rest of their dealing with their mistakes.

Captain Bufo’s Toad Army

“The antlion does not concern himself with the opinion of the aphid.”

• Toad Captain Bufo, Master of East Tower

Following the collapse of Sasha Waybright’s schemes and as a result the erosion of Cameron Waybright’s authority within the toad army. Bufo, of East Tower, would be the first to abandon the fight. Taking his warriors on the long march back to the East, Bufo was granted an exceptional view of the disaster that later befell North Tower and the toad army that remained at the Newtopian Gates.

Thoroughly disenchanted with both Newtopia and Sasha Waybright, Bufo established himself and his territory as a neutral party in the ensuing conflict. Fiercely protecting his borders from rebel bands and frobot detachments alike, he secured much of the Eastern periphery under his banner. Frog villages were offered protection from frobot incursions and in exchange were taxed under the old system of tributes that had run the wilds of Amphia for generations, and without the need to send a portion of that tribute back to the capital Bufo and his toads spent much of the early war living like kings.

This state of affairs could not last, however. As Neo-Imperial forces under the command of the dark prince Lambda began mark forays into Bufo’s land and the growing success of Sasha Waybright’s rebellion attracted disgruntled frogs in greater and greater numbers, Bufo found that his empire was coming apart at the seams.

With that grim reality staring in dead in the face, the toad warlord was left with two choices: pledge his loyalty to the rebellion, abandon his toad honour and way of life; or end the resurgent toad age with the blood bath it deserved, and die with his honour intact.

The slaughter at East Tower would mark his decision for all time.

The Warwood Resistance

“I am Sasha Waybright, commander of the Wartwood resistance and we will accept nothing less than total victory over the Dark King!”

• Sasha Waybright, Commander of the Wartwood Resistance

The Dark King had gone on record stating that had he not come along Sasha would have remained the ultimate villain of this age of Amphibia. The formation of the Wartwood Resistance is perhaps the strongest argument against that claim.

Early Victories

“You expect victory over the resistance, but all you give me to fight them is frobots! ”

• King Andrias Leviathan

With the toad army in disarray and her friends captured or missing, Sasha Waybight was left with little more than trauma and a guilty conscience at her disposal. Yet in a matter of days, she emerged onto the scene as the leader of the most organized and effective resistance movement on the continent. The young girl gained the support of the wartwood towns folk and set off on a campaign of sabotage and guerilla warfare that may have very well saved humanity itself. The Wartwood Resistance as it would come to be known would remain an insular but highly effective group, obliterating frobot detachments with ruthless efficiency and bringing a decisive halt to the empire’s industrial expansion into the southern periphery. 

Following Anne Boonchuy’s return and reunion (again) with Sasha, the Resistance would go on a warpath, striking deeper into Newtopian territory than ever before. To this end, they achieved great things, but so did that draw the ire of the empire’s new master who was now ready to make his appearance. 

The Dark King’s Emergence

“Dark days grow darker still.”

• The Dark King

Now fully adapted to Cameron Waybright’s physiology and with his equipment augmented for ranging afield of the royal castle. The Dark King moved quickly to stem the bleeding wrought by the resistance under Andrias’ watch. Reorganizing the production of frobot legions to favour higher quality units that would better content with the elite warriors of the resistance. The Dark King set his sights on locating the resistance’s headquarters. The first step toward this goal led him to analyze his forces' previous encounters with the resistance. The analysis of the squirmish of Quarellers Pass above all others proved the most interesting.

The Fall of Proteus

“Yes… Run! Run! Run little worms! I do not want this to end just yet!”

• The Dark King

Perhaps the first true military defeat of the Coalition to Free Amphiba, the Fall of Porteus was the Dark King’s opening act as master of the newtopian military. Caught totally off guard by the surprise attack, the Olm populace was butchered in the streets by a mixture of augmented cloak-bots and the newly developed inferno-bots that accompanied the Dark King on his first extermination campaign. Those Olms that survived the onslaught were either buried alive or boiled in the sun as the Dark King directed a salamander-class fleet ship to ram its way into the cavern. Only two survivors were confirmed, the Dark King did not count the conjoined mutant as two entities.

The Burning of Wartwood

“Mom and Dad always said you were a tough cookie. Let’s see how far that gets you…”

• The Dark King

Fresh off his victory against the olm and with the transfer devices looted from the calamity temples, the Dark King struck out towards Wartwood itself. Originally intending to do a quick sweep of the area and then symbolically reduce it to ashes, the monarch came upon a chance meeting with Anne and Sasha. Unaware that the resistance dwelt in the Plantar catacombs, the Dark King set about tormenting and torturing the young girls until he reached a stalemate against Anne’s calamity powers.

Though both sides were forced to retreat, the Dark King considered himself the victor of the squirmish and envisioned that the war would soon be over.

The Wartwood Address

“Remember Wartwood!”

• Sasha Waybright

Following the Dark King’s stream of victories, resistance morale was in the gutter. Though Marcy had been reunited with her two friends the revelation that Sasha's older brother stood against them as their adversary made celebration near impossible. Still, in this darkest hour, spurred on by a suggestion from Marcy, Sasha Waybright would deliver a call to arms that would redefine the course of the war.

Broadcast across the frobot network by Marcy, Sasha made her plea on behalf of the resistance to the entirety of Amphibia. Revealing the truth about King Andrias and the Dark King he now served, Sasha offered her atonement for past sins and a promise of a better tomorrow for those who would stand up against the tyrants.

Overnight the continent split. While many declared their loyalty to the Dark King and his reborn empire, the Wartwood Resistance grew exponentially. Within days, Sasha’s rag-tag band of guerillas grew to a full-blown army, ready to bring the fight to the Dark King’s empire.

It was no longer presenting resistance. It waged a rebellion.

The Wartwood Rebellion

“Deploy the fleet. If the girls want a war, then that’s what they’ll get.”

• The Dark King

Grander and more able than the entity that came before it, the Wartwood Rebellion was a fully-fledged military force that could contend with all but the largest Neo-Imperial forces. This, of course, necessitated a reworking of the logistical and command structure that the Rebellion had inherited from the Resistance, as well as the procurement of new weapons to wield against the empire.

Rebel High Command

Now reunited and ready to face the world together, Anne, Sasha, and Marcy were faced with the unpleasant task of managing an army beyond the exciting battlefield maneuvers and daring raids. Sasha, keen to make any effort to prove her commitment, took it upon herself to organize the disparate rebel bands that had made up the resistance into a proper fighting force. Anne, largely uncomfortable with command elected to take on a more ceremonial and figurehead role, working alongside rebel commanders to inspire their warriors to greater glory. Marcy, ever eager to tackle resource management, placed herself at the head of logistics within the Rebellion, delegating the most critical but least glamorous part of any military operation: supply.

Together, the three girls formed the Rebellion’s high command, declaring each other to be generals of the cause and giving additional titles on top.

Sasha was declared: Lord Protector of Amphibia.

Marcy was dubbed: Stratego of the Rebellion.

And Anne was given the popular title: The Breaker of Kings.

Beneath the trio were organized a number of captains and lieutenants to represent the different formations and groups within the Rebellion in a system designed by Sasha using the reforms her brother had implemented in the Toad Army at the start of the war.

The Heron Commandos

Formed from the remnants of the southern toad tower’s garrison. The Heron Commandos were an elite and feared unit within the rebel military. Taking their name and insignia from the blades carried by their leader Sasha, the Heron Commandos were fiercely loyal and adept with any weapon to be found on an Amphian battlefield. Though they would suffer casualties attempting to protect their leader from the Dark King’s sadism, the unit would serve Sasha dutifully until the end of the war even as their numbers dwindled. 

The Rebel Armada

It became quite clear to the rebels that their aerial cavalry in the form of the killamoths, though formidable, lacked the staying power necessary to content with Neo-Imperial air supremacy. To solve this issue, Marcy devised a scheme to refloat a lost flotilla of vessels sunken off the eastern seaboard. The centrepiece of this new armada would be the only known battleship class ship built by the Newtopian empire, a vessel the Rebels would name Corebreaker.

After securing access to the region from Bufo the rebels took the plunge and made their way down to the stricken vessels.

Unbeknownst to them, however, the Dark King was preparing his final gambit.

Night Falls

“I have ended species, I have ended gods. What did you think a cheerleader, a chess nerd, and a tennis player could do to stand against that? Honestly, it’s a miracle you made it this far…”

• The Dark King

As the rebel fleet surfaced it found itself boxed in and under fire as the imperial armada stormed over the horizon. While Marcy made to rally a desperate holding action, Sasha was caught out alone and isolated by the Dark King as she aided the evacuation of ground troops and was seemingly killed in the ensuing battle. The Dark King would also succeed in capturing Anne after a protracted battle that saw the rebellion’s last hope fighting toe to toe with the dark monarch as they cut through the battle space.

Marcy was able to extricate the fleet but the devastating loss of two-thirds of the rebellion’s leadership left the rebels floundering and listless.

All the while the Dark King turned his attention to Earth and humanity.

It was time for the final battle.

The Seige of Humanity

“Yes…? Oh god… Okay… We have just received word from our liaison at the Pentagon that the United States has raised its military readiness to DEFCON 1… I… Ladies and gentlemen we may be on the brink of nuclear… what’s was that flash?”

• Excerpt from the last broadcast to air from Washington DC

On the 13th of May, at 2:57pm, a series of twenty-one fusion warheads were detonated across the planet Earth. In the hours that followed waves of robotic horrors would pour from beyond the veil and set about the task of industrial murder. Within hours the death toll rose above three hundred million and those injured numbered in the billions. Entire nations ceased to exist in a matter of minutes and worldwide leadership was eviscerated in a series of lightning raids by Neo-Newtopian infiltration forces. Not since the darkest days of the Second World War had a force so bent on extermination walked the earth. Humanity, as a species, was under attack.

Armageddon

“I say this in no uncertain terms, humanity as we know and love it, is under attack.”

• Thomas William, Acting President of the United States of America

No national government survived past the first hour of the war. With the Dark King’s strategy based firmly on terror tactics the administrative hearts of every nation were the first to fall. Following this, and with brutal efficiency, the Neo-Imperial Warmachine turned to the task of reducing humanity to a manageable size. Frobot detachments were deployed to areas where the population was the most concentrated and directed to avoid engagements with human military forces. The detachments targeted the vulnerable, the defenceless, and the easily accessible.

The Dark King did have concerns that due to the segregated nature of human society, unchecked slaughter would result in a reduction of the human gene pool. As the populace was intended as breeding stock for his next generations of hosts such a prospect would damage the sustainability of the practice. As such he ensured that the slaughter of the population would be done as randomly as possible but still in bulk. While some communities would be wiped from the face of the earth, their neighbours would be left untouched. Accounting for ethnicity, social class, and education level, the Dark King engineered a strategy that preserved the diverse picture of humanity while effectively cutting it down to size.

The Pacific Theatre

With the loss of Beijing to a nuclear detonation and the rampant slaughter of communist party leadership, China imploded. Harkening back to the warlord era, disparate factions laid claim to national leadership and would spend much of the war fighting each other equally as they would the invaders. Many territories, such as Tibet, would break free at this time. With chaos unfolding on the mainland, the now internationally recognized Republic of China set out to make its own bid for national leadership.

In Korea, the global crisis triggered a resumption of conflict across the demilitarized zone. With its ally in China lost to infighting, the DPRK would find itself in full retreat as South Korean forces marched on Pyongyang.

Japan would be locked in a vicious campaign of urban warfare. Though faced with low morale for having suffered a nuclear attack for the third time in their history and the loss of the imperial royal family, the campaign would prove costly for the Neo-Imperials, stalling their ambitions of using the island nation as a launching point for their invasion of the Asian mainland.

To the far south, the Newtopian Guard auxiliary forces deployed to tame the continent of Australia would face perhaps some of the grimmest fates of the whole invasion force. Though the swamps of their homeworld teemed with deadly flora and fauna, the diminutive nature of the land down under's most vicious critters caught the newts completely off guard. Though the invasion of Canberra and Melbourne would at first be seen as a great success, within hours of landing the newts would find themselves cut down by both a viscous Australian counter-attack and the agitated fauna. The invasion’s commander, General Lox, was said to have been dragged, screaming, underwater by a crocodile as his collum forded a stream.

The European Theatre

Minister of Parliament, Lucy Hacker, would be one of the few members of the preinvasion earth leadership to survive the initial hours of the war. While the English royal family was declared missing and unable to make the official appointment of a new PM, Mrs. Hacker would step into the role in a defacto manner, setting up a provisional cabinet in her own constituency and from there rallying the defence of Great Britain.

On the European mainland remilitarization occurred swiftly but ungainly. French Command, eager to dissuade any comments about capitulation, led the reorganization of the NATO countries, eventually reaching out to Prime Minister Hacker to facilitate coordination with the United States.

The loss of Moscow proved too much for the Russian state and with President Putin’s whereabouts unknown the whole region descended into chaos as people fled the country in droves. The Baltic and Scandinavian nations saw the brunt of this mass emigration, and along with skirmishes with Neo-Imperial forces throughout their nations, did their best to accommodate the humanitarian crisis. Forming a ring of steel around the Baltic Sea, these nations would find themselves attracting the ire of dark prince Omicron as he took their fortifications to be a personal challenge to his title of imperial siege master.

The Americas Theatre

The first invasion on North American soil would not be by alien force, but rather, by humans. With many American cities, including the capital of Washington DC, in ruins, the Canadian armed forces were deployed to secure the border in anticipation of an American civil war. This included the seizure of Alaska and the militarization of the Great Lakes. Having been made aware of the threat by the participation in NORAD, Canada was at a similar level of readiness to the US but would suffer far less in the initial onslaught as the Dark King viewed its low population as beneath his notice. As America rallied, however, their forces would find themselves supported and reinforced by a desiccated and organized Canadian ally.

The loss of Mexico City was a devastating blow to the country, but through perseverance and sheer determination the reformed Mexican government was able to marshal its forces to both assist the United States in its southern states and also move to stabilize central America and the Caribbean.

President Thomas William

In the aftermath of the destruction of Washington DC the United States government had been decimated. Following the Continuation of Government protocols, leadership of the nation fell to a man by the of Thomas William.

Before the crisis, William had been the Acting Secretary of Health and Human Services and had been firmly of the belief that the COVID-19 pandemic would be the most trying crisis of his career. That illusion was shattered when he and his friend Sofia Acevedo were snatched up by the Supreme Allied Commander Europe, General Leonard Shaw, and brought to the Cheyenne Mountain Complex to be inaugurated as the President and Vice President respectively of the United States.

In the first hours of his tenure, William would suffer an assassination attempt, grant statehood to Puerto Rico, meet with the Dark King himself, and chair an international summit to address the crisis. In that short span of time, he proved to be a competent, compassionate, and resolute leader who inspired the nation and indeed the world to take the fight to the invaders and to save their species. 

Though he had served a Republican administration, William elected to separate himself from their legacy, reviving Teddy Roosevelt’s Bull Moose Progressive Party as his political denomination. A firm believer in new nationalism and the principles of humanism, President William would enshrine these beliefs in his speeches and his very approach to the war effort as made all efforts to ensure his government prioritized the public’s welfare and security in the face of Armageddon.

Point of Interest: Gravity Falls

Tucked away deep in the forests of Oregon, the town of Gravity Falls would be one of two that would come to suffer the least at the hands of the Dark King’s invasion. With a reputation for strange occurrences, official government reports chaulked the town’s survival up to a mixture of luck and an unhealthy percentage of doomsday preppers that made up the local population.

Notes:

While no records of her election campaign exist, presidential records confirm that a Congresswoman by the name of Mabel Pines survived the destruction of Washington DC. President William himself dispatched a memo to the congresswoman, asking her to join him at the provisional capital once tensions died down.

Government records show that the number of Gravity Falls inhabitants with extensive community service records is more than double the national average. Of particular distinction, Airman First Class Corduroy was marked to be awarded the Medal of Honor for her actions as part of the 13th Pararescue Squadron during the invasion.

[AID DIRECTIVE: COSMIC TOP SECRET]

Stan Pines remains at large, capture priority absolute.

Bill Cipher sitings remain negligible ARE YOU SURE ABOUT THAT?

Point of Interest: Gravesfield

The sleepy town of Gravesfield Connecticut is best known for its colonial history and in particular, the clade of witch hunters that called it home. Another town left conspicuously unharmed during the invasion, government analysts have suggested that the known superstitious nature of the Neo-Newtopian invaders could have led them to avoid the area instinctively.

Notes:

Government officials received a tip from a local by the name of Jacob Hopkins who claimed a number of magically enhanced ‘witches’ raised spells to protect the town. A follow-up visit with Mr. Hopkins, however, revealed that he had accidentally forwarded the FBI a copy of his latest fanfic.

Mr. Hopkins was fined five thousand dollars for wasting taxpayer money.

[AID DIRECTIVE: COSMIC TOP SECRET]

Gravesfield is a noted site of Thaumic activity. Radiological evidence supports the theory that regular dimensional travel occurs within the town limits. An investigation is ongoing.