We started as a formless rabble
Battered by the Elements

80 people, Disorganized
Weak

We fought through harsher environment in this frozen hell, to create a place that we could call 'Home'

And every day was a struggle... So we Adapted

Arresting Public Enemies, Brainwashing Propaganda, People spying on each other...

And in fight for survival...

We crossed the line

Order, became Despotism

The City survived, but... Was it worth it?...

Yes. It Was

Glory to our Glorious Leader, The Great Captain, and the Savior of Humanity

1887
The Glorious City of New London

587 Citizens
-30 °C

It's been long 2 months since you settled near the Generator. A lot has changed. And by that I meant a lot.
When scouts found the ruins of Winterhome, people rioted. Some, wanted to go back to London. Some, try to find other city in the frozen wastelands. But Captain found a way to end this rabble...

Order
A new purpose in this world

It all started in building small watchtowers, outposts and setting bloc posts across the city. But not all people were calmed. Some were violent. Some attacked the holy people for this new purpose. But Captain had a way out

Propaganda and Prison
The two sides of tyranny

Propaganda center was build, where workers wrote brainwashing propaganda to the people. Motivating them, staying vigilant, and spying on each other. And That still wasn't enough to calm down people.

So Prisons appeared. Where rioters or violent people would spend most of their time for breaking the law, and going against the people and our Glorious Leader.

The two sides led us to a more competent and organized path.

To A New Order
Those who dare defy our Glorious Leader, defies Humanity, and the People of New London. Enemies to Humanity and our Stability.

And after the Great Storm that lasted a week... The life returns to normal. But the Red flags with Black Stripes and the White Symbol flies, as the symbol of Obedience.

Not Hope. But Obedience.