Friday, March 30, 2012

Cruel New World Breakdown 1: The Moldies, south eastern US.

Here are is the start of white might eventually become a sort of wiki for the Cruel New World series.  Let's start with one of my favorite subject:  the Moldies.


Moldies (aka The Afflicted, Man-2)

The Moldies came about as a precaution made by scientist in the wake of M.A.D. (Mutually Assured Destruction).  After the cold war between the USA and USSR, science to toughen up man kind to survive after a full scale nuclear war, was put to the wayside.  Funding was cut and the idea of all out nuclear war was growing distant in the minds of the scientific community.  Genetic experiments of all types were still conducted and much advancement was made in the field, though little thought was put towards creating a more survivable human to live in the wake of a nuclear conflict.

However, relations between China and the USA soured soon after the economic near-collapse of America.  China not only built up its navy and nuclear arsenal but also its chemical and biological weapons stockpiles.  Interest in the changing people into tougher humans to survive a large scale conflict involved WMD was renewed.  But science had came so far that it was no longer about making a person more resistant to radiation and bio/chem warfare.  The idea was also put forth to include making a human who would evolve more quickly based on what may be encountered after a potential war.  A program was put in place to research how humans could not only largely survive such a war but reach new heights of intelligence afterwards.  Longer natural lifespans were also to be increase. 

The problems came about when the war approached at a faster rate than was previously expected.  When it was obvious that war with China was unavoidable, the project(s) were rushed out too quickly without proper testing.  People were given an injection of a serum which they were told was to protect against a deadly new strand of flu.  In fact, this drug was meant cause the person's genetic structure to alter the moment radiation levels rose or they were exposed to certain toxins.  This part didn't work and some people started mutating shortly after being given the drug.  Though this was blamed on bio-terrorism and few cases of "premature alteration" were ever reported.  It is difficult to tell what caused people to become "moldies" before the war or how many actual cases there were. 

What is certain is that after the onset of the war, moldies began appearing by the thousand.  The transformation into "Man-2" as it was code-named by the government, was a rapid one, taking anywhere between a few days to a week or more.  The more rapidly someone changed into a moldy, the less likely the person was to survive the transformation.  The slower cases appeared to retain higher mental function, sensory and motor skills than the "fast burners."  Some argue that the length of transformation into Man-2 was dictated by what harmful factor the transformee was exposed to and what levels.  Some reports state that no outwardly harmful factors were involved at times.  The transformation into Man-2 could be induced by high levels of stress, normal illness such as a common cold or without any noticeable factors at all. 

Most in the government weren't aware of the Man-2 project and mistook the moldies are victims of bio-chem warfare.  Some even thought their condition was contagious and orders were given to shoot on sight.  This was the start of the bad blood between moldies and humans.
The project was largely unsuccessful in most aspects.  Though Man-2 caused the affected humans to build up a tolerance to radiation, many harmful chemicals and most known bio-weapons, it had horrible side effect.  The most noticeable side effect was the horrible rashes which left unusual grayish green scares.  Hair fell out in patches and either partially regrew or never came back.  Often the rashes would invade the person's mouth and throat, causing them in some cases to lose the ability to speak or taste.  Some suffered partial or total blindness.  Roughly half to three quarters of cases originally suffered from some form of psychosis.  Damage to the nervous system also occurred in roughly 1/3 of reported cases, often causing the victim to feel almost no pain in most of the body and very little sensation at all.  Some reported that victims suffered from chronic thirst, dryness of the mouth and skin. 

There project did have some victories though.  Besides Man-2 allowing affected humans to live through man-made disasters and the aftermaths, it allowed them to also require resources for basic survival.  More food and water sources became instantly available.  Moldies can normally consume rotten food and drink stagnated water with no noticeable effects.  Most appear to need less food than the average human to stay relatively healthy, however, all seem to need more water than normal people. 

There are also reported diseases that seem unique to moldies.  A few cases have been reported over the years of moldies dying from coughing fits that last for hours or days before finally killing the individual. 

Baron of the Coast era Man-2 info:

Years after World War 3, moldies have somewhat adapted and in some cases, actually evolved into a somewhat higher functioning human than the original injectees.  Though none have reached the level of "super human" as was the project's original aims, many have either reverted to previous intelligence levels or have at least dropped to a lower level of psychosis and slightly higher mental function.  Children born to moldies have a 90% chance of being moldies themselves but have lesser rates of mental illness than their parents.  Multiple births are frequent and there are seldom cases of miscarriage. 

Moldy society is a tribal one.  Moldies frequently group according to levels of mental function/illness.  The more mentally ill are prone to roving in packs, raiding and stealing from both the normal human population and other moldies.  The ones with decreased mental function yet less frequent or severe mental illness often find employment as scavenger gangs, entering areas too toxic or irradiated for humans.  These are often refereed to as "Fetchers".  Most of the time they will be led by a "Fetcher Captain," normally a moldy or normal human of average or above intelligence.  Fetcher gangs often work for a larger tribe as a way to make money from the tribal members who don't fit well into their settlements.  It can also be a form of punishment in the tribes.  One might serve in a Fetcher gang for 1 year for theft or for example, 3 years for the assault of another tribe member. 

It is not uncommon to find outcast humans living in Moldy settlements.  Most humans living among Moldies are outlaws, runaway slaves and deserters from various armies or paramilitary groups.  One intriguing aspect of Moldy tribes is their acceptance of normal humans with physical defects.  A crippled person is often welcomed into a Moldy tribe and cared for, if they are of average human intelligence.  Moldies also believe that mating with normal humans cause a more intelligent Moldy to be born as offspring, though this has never been proven.  Offspring of humans and moldies almost always bare no normal human traits.  The same percentage of normal humans born to moldies exist when one or both parents are moldies.  Many maimed and crippled war veterans have been known to live among moldy tribes, some even leading them.  However, Moldies have little tolerance for drug addicts, normal or otherwise. 

Slavery is legal in most Moldy tribes, though outlawed in most normal human settlements.  Normal human slaves are normally only found in the most isolated moldy settlements.  This is due to the fact that most moldy tribes don't want to draw unnecessary attention to themselves and avoid breaking most laws of nearby normal human settlements when at all possible.  Fetcher gangs are said to kidnap normal humans for slaves but this is most likely urban legend. 

Largest moldy settlements:

Fort Stewart:  Atom Bomb Eaters or ABE.  This tribe moved into what was left of Fort Stewart Army base in Georgia after an indirect hit from a highyeild nuke launched from a Chinese sub in the Atlantic ocean.  Tribe ABE, as it is normally called, became a beckon for thousands of moldies in the area after the first months of WW3.  Scouts were sent out from the half-ruined base to gather up the most desirable moldies from southern Georgia and northern Florida.  By the first year's end, the population of the tribe had doubled.  The US military made no effort to remove the moldies from the base not only due to the radioactive status of the area but also because of the containment it provided for Man-2 in the area.  Years later, various military factions bartered with the moldies for some of the heavier hardware contained in the base, most of which the moldies were unable to use.  After a bloody civil war (started for unknown reasons), the tribe became more isolated and stopped recruiting other moldies from the area into their tribe.  Rumors of Tribe Abe building strength to attack the coast city of Savannah are persistent.  Some speculate they may soon do so with Cuban support.

Northern Atlanta/North Georgia:  Mars Tribe.  Mars Tribe likely got its name from the fine Red Dust or powder (aka Death Dust) that was used in a massive Chinese chemical attack on the city of Atlanta.  Death Dust or DD has little affect on the Moldies except for giving them an uncomfortable burning sensation in the throat when breathed.  Most living in the toxic zones do so in relatively sealed environments and use respirators or gas masks while out in the open.  These areas are not advisable for normal human travel unless one uses a full chemical protection suit.  Some moldies of Mars Tribe are said to have built up a tolerance to the dust and use no protective gear in the city.  Mars has a loose confederation of Fetcher gangs called "Martians" though most Martians are only considered probates of the tribe for years.  Mars Tribe is one of the wealthiest of all moldy tribes occupying the Southern States.  They have extended their territory into northern Georgia where they frequently clash with normal humans living in the area.  Mars Tribe is famous for collecting DD and using it as a payload in make-shift rockets which are fired into normal human strongholds in the North Georgia mountains.  Though the dust is said to have lost a lot of its effect over the years, it can still be weaponized and used to deadly effect. 




Carolina Coast:  Tribe Iron Claw or TIC.  TIC is a medium sized tribe consisting of no more than 1000 members, occupying several islands on the coast of South Carolina.  Their symbol is a red crab claw on a black flag which is difficult to recognize at a distance.  They survive mostly by fishing and have little contact with the outside world, both normal and moldy.  Some have reported seeing large alcohol stiles on their islands protected by heavy machine guns and homemade cannons from under fortified shelters.  However, they have never displayed any open hostility to passing vessels and avoid contact if at all possible.  Their islands are surrounded by rusting ships, most visible during low tide.  Some say these ships (mostly military) were part of a Chinese landing force and others claim that TIC dragged the ships out and sunk them on purpose to create reefs.  Radiation levels around the sunken ships are higher than normal but not dangerous in the short term.

Central North Carolina:  White Buck Tribe (WBT) or White Buck Collective.  WBT boasts the highest mental function levels of any moldy tribe.  They occupy the smallest settlement tucked away in the NC mountains and maintain a close alliance with Mars Tribe to the South.  They are the most hostile to humans of any tribe and are known to be fierce fighters.  Unlike most moldies, they tend to posses good motor skills and are the most mobile of all the tribes.  They purposely keep their numbers small due for fear of breeding out their genetic advantage they have over the other nearby tribes.  WBT maintains a fleet of armored cars as well as dozens of motorcycles, modified to run on alcohol.  Unlike most moldies, they covet technology and will go out of their way to obtain it, often sharing it with other allied tribes.  WBT is rumored to have control of a remaining global-mapping satellite in orbit, selling access to it to other tribes.  They also sell valuable maps to other moldies, presumably made from their satellite data.  Most maps are covered with packing tape for water-proofing and have a drawing of the White Buck on the back, denoting their origin.  Numerous attempts by various human paramilitary forces have been made to destroy the White Buck Collective but all have failed.  As of recently, Mars Tribe has been cutting off trade with anyone hostile to WBT, even when WBT has initiated the hostilities.  WBT is also the only known tribe of moldies who refer to themselves as "Man-2", the government codeword from before the war.



Southern Florida:  Crocodile Clan.  CC's symbol is a crocodile holding the globe in it's mouth.  In addition to their holdings in southern Florida, they also occupy and control a large oil rig in the gulf.  What little oil that is produced there is normally sold to Cuba.  Likewise, anything that breaks on the rig and needs skill to repair is normally performed by Cuban engineers and techs.  Though considered a large tribe, they are known to be one of the least intelligent for their level of organization.  Cuba would be to blame for this since they frequently send advisor to assist the Crocodile Clan in running their tribe.  Part of the Cuban/Crocodile Clan's military and economic alliance includes the Cubans working constantly to put down or resolve civil wars which are fought among the clan every few years.  The frequent civil wars has left central Florida dotted with tribes of CC castaways and rebels.  Most of these small tribes are hostile to the human populations in the area with few exceptions.  Crocodile Clan maintains a small fleet of small ships, including a former Coast Guard cutter.  The cutter has since been refitted with more easily maintained weapons by the Cubans.  The cutter, name the "Hell Shark", has participated in escorting cargo vessels from Canada down to Cuba and has been known to randomly shell human settlements on the coast. 



Cuba/Dominican Republic:  El Gato de Noche Tribe.  This is not a real tribe by most standards but rather Spanish speaking section of moldies residing in the Caribbean and completely under Cuban control.  They are notably intelligent and receive various forms of special training from the Cuban government.  They are known for committing acts of sabotage and stirring up moldies near American human population centers.  They are "walking WMD" and are rumored to carry plagues into North America, which moldies are immune to but humans are certainly not.  Some have been spotty by spies wearing Cuban army uniforms while in Cuba.  All are devoted Marxist and are frequently seen attending state-funded communist rallies.  A black cat with an arched back on a red background is their symbol, often worn as a patch.  The Cats of the Night frequently carry Communist propaganda to the other moldy tribes, both large and small.  Most of this propaganda is in the form of video and cartoon books to save on the fact that many moldies have lost their ability to read and many of the younger ones are never taught.  Such dogma is often completely lost on wealthy tribes such as Mars, who essentially rely on capitalism to sustain itself. 

Southern Alabama:  Children of the Warm Star Tribe, CWS or Warm Star Community.  These relatively peaceful moldies operate several large farms and a scattering of smaller ones.  Most specialize in wheat, corn, soybeans and peanuts but one of the larger ones grow large amounts of hemp, though most of it goes towards producing rope and clothing for trade.  Warm Star are some of the most religious of all tribes, their religion coming as close to 20th century Christianity as moldies ever get.  This is not without their own spin on things however.  They claim that normal humans carry the "mark of the beast" and those who were transformed/born moldies are marked for Heaven and God's new Chosen People.  Their contact with others include sending out missionaries to various moldy tribes and trade with both moldies and normal humans.  The "Warm Star" is a reference to their status as an agrarian society.

Wednesday, February 29, 2012

My lost books.

The two completed books I rarely ever mention is "I walk the walk" and "Under the Mud."  Both of these were edited/coached by Vonbluvens aka Mike Blevins.  As I'm hearing reports that Vonbluvens is gravely ill or dying, I decided to talk about these two forgotten novels due to his involvement in the project. 

"I walk the walk" was lengthy novel about an American revolution against a Zoinist government.  It wasn't like the Turner Diaries in the sense that it was more geared towards things slowly slipping out of control for the government due to political/economic/social problems while nationalists fought an IRA-styled campaign to hurry along it's demise.  There were cameo appearances from the personalities of the day too.  The nameless main character's dedicated belief in Odinism probably somewhat annoyed Vonbluvens at the time.  In all, I don't think he cared for the book.  It had a few good scenes in it and one or two good characters that I might recycle one day.  The book lacked much dialog, which Von always told me was my strong point in writing. 

Ironically, I hadn't thought much about the book until Rick Remmer came up to me in Trenton, NJ and said, "You definitely walk the walk."  He was referring to my participation in the huge street brawl that had taken place the day before and how I'd rushed into the thick of it, knocking enemies to the ground before I came under a chemical attack.  That was the first time I'd heard anyone use that phrase outside me titling a book with it.  Remmer gave me a choice of any book he had for sale that day.  I picked one called "Panzer Battles", a paperback. 

"Under the Mud" was the one Von liked and got interested in.  It was politically charged but more of a thinking man's novel than "I walk the walk."  It had a lot of sci-fi elements and left out most of the Odinist leanings that seemed to annoy the editor.  This book was about the later stages of the revolution and how a war profiteer became a revolutionary himself.  It goes into great detail of underground secret bases, abandoned because of plague research gone wrong.  It also talks about FEMA camps.  Vonbluvens had his name all over that part, so to speak.  In fact I brought Under the Mud to a rapid end so we could start a FEMA camp style book which was to be Under the Mud's sequel. 

The sequel, though we never decided on a name, was a brutal book.  It was about the camps set up towards the end of the revolution, which started out as a good idea to most people.  Life had been allowed to get so bad  outside the camps that people were all the more ready to go.  People who didn't want to go, hid and most often joined the revolutionary forces.  This book showed not just the ready and plentiful example of how race would play into the camps but also class.  Though never finished, the book was hot.  Vonbluvens went from dreading looking over the newest chapters to calling and asking why they weren't finished yet.  And bit by bit, the book climbed up to around 300 pages long.  Von would call up and throw out an idea or give a direction the next chapter should go in.  I'd type away for two or three days and send it to him to look over.  He'd often send something back and say, "don't let the person be beaten by a guard, let them be bludgeoned to death!"  In response, I'd tell him, have patience...both the interned prisoners and the guards are headed towards that point. 

And that is the line the book traveled down.  People went in, relieved to have hot water, plumbing and reliable electricity again as well as basic human safety.  Guards were glad to be off the front lines.  Resources got scarce, people got bored and guards got restless.  Then the rebels started attacking the camps, not so much to take human lives but to make things uncomfortable.  The more politically reliable prisoners were in the "green zone" while the yellow zone was for those who were unknown or the government was cautious about.  The red zone was for those deemed political dissidents or potential political dissidents who, who in the government's eyes, just hadn't got around to committing an actual crime yet.  Since the rebels only attacked the green zone, the prison officials eventually de-zoned the entire prison.  That is when all hell broke loose and life became very difficult in the camp. 

I may actually re-write that one someday.  Vonbluvens essentially wrote the original with me and since he's no longer wanting to be associated with politics, I'd have to take out the parts he came up with.  But the other two books, though read and liked by a few people, will probably never be published.  I'd certainly like to establish myself more as an adventure writer before I dive into politically charged adventure stories.  And even then, I may just continue to write books like the Cruel New World books, which are just adventure novels minus any trace of Marxist or Zionist propaganda. 

Right now, I'm concentrating on finishing Baron of the Coast while the second Cruel New World book is being edited.  I'm not sure where either books will be published and due to entry into the IPPY awards by In Search of Universal Truth Publishing, I might just go ahead and see about publishing the second Cruel New World book with them.  This way people won't have to hunt all over for the second book in the series.  I'm not sure what I'm going to do with the second book at this point. 

Tuesday, February 7, 2012

Operation Midnight Star

Operation Midnight Star was a success.  And as always the scenery was incredible. 
This is what is left from an apparently sucessful drug shipment.  The mules carry the stuff in on their backs, drop it off presumably to a automobile and then go on their happy way. 

This is me in an abandoned electronics factory.  It is beyond me why it was built so far out in the middle of nowhere.  The place is a fairly large complex of concrete domes, big enough to park a semi in.  The outside of most of them is covered in foam insulation, which I thought originally the entire domes were made from.  The complex is for sale to the tune of $750,000.


Wednesday, January 25, 2012

IPPY/Royalties from In Search of the Universal Truth Publisher

For the record, I am now receiving royalties from ISOTUT.  I'm not sure how the math works out but since a lot of people ask about it, there you go.  The first Cruel New World book seems to be doing well and I hope it continues to do so. 

Another neat thing concerning ISOTUT and Cruel New World is it's entry into the 2012 IPPY Award - National Book Awards nominations. 

The second Cruel New World book in complete but I'm going to wait a little while before I figure out what I'm going to do about having it published.  Right now, I'm working on Baron of the Coast full time.  That is the only book I've ever worked on where I've written a couple of alternate storylines and then just selected the one I liked best.

Friday, December 30, 2011

More of Baron of the Coast.

So far the people who have read over the rough draft of this book say that it is a better book than the first Cruel New World book.  However, I feel like what they like about it is the fact it is a more serious-natured book.  I don't think this fact makes it a better, just different.  Right now, I'm about 75% of the way done with the book, not counting adding in chapters which could stand on their own as short stories. 

The big difference between the first Cruel New World book(s) and Baron of the Coast is time frame.  In Baron of the Coast, the war has happened, more or less over with and the world has kept spinning.  Feudalism is slowly giving way to capitalism again, as the communist see it.  The US government is still around but they aren't strong enough to hold together the now balkanized United States.  Now a rush it on to grab as much power as can be held by warlords, pirate kings and the like.  That is the setting.  The people who are going to run the show from there on out are getting set up versus full scare war across the US. 

Wednesday, November 16, 2011

Page 105 of Baron of the Coast

My story about the early life of a post WWIII pirate king is really coming along.  I started on it last week and already it is half done.  Yes, it is a Cruel New World book, set in that universe but it is 10 or 15 years after the height of the war.  I'm giving everybody a break from Mitch and Wade for a while even though I think I'll turn this book over to another editor and see if I can't get it out ahead of the second CNW book.  The second CNW book is well over 500 pages long and there is no way it will be through the editing process anytime soon, I imagine. 

This book flows differently than the others and is written in first person.  Unlike the first CNW book, this one isn't loosely based on anyone I know.  But this book can stand on it's own more easily too.  You don't have to know what the first CNW book was about to get what is going on in Baron of the Coast.  The second CNW book (not yet titled) is fairly dependant on the reader at least having an idea about what happened in the first one.  But I feel like enough people read the first CNW book to know what to expect for a part 2.  I might add a little more background to it when the time comes, who knows?

Baron of the Coast is about a lot of things besides just a rising pirate king.  It is about the illusion of freedom and the frailty of material wealth inside a blossoming police state.  It is about how someone works hard to define himself rather than let those who dislike them do it for him.  The book is also about leadership: what happens when you have too much and not enough.  The book is a lot more action packed  CNW and packs more of a punch page for page. 

And you can always expect my books to be relatively crammed full of after-the-bomb knowledge I'm collected in my head over the years, as well as field craft I've learned or had the luxury of being taught. 

As far as politics go, there is some in this book but not nearly like what you'll see when the second CNW comes out.  I might post exerts from both books on this blog as time goes by.

Tuesday, November 1, 2011

Just to clear things up a bit...

I know there are a lot of people out there who feed on Internet drama.  Hey, nobody can argue the entertainment factor there.  That being said, I hate to shut this facet off but let's all get something straight.  I've got nothing against Mike Blevins aka Vonbluvens.  As far as I know, he's got nothing against me. 

I owe Mike Blevins a lot in terms of talent development.  Mike helped me out a lot with my writing and encouraged me to stick with it back when my books gave people headaches to read.  Same story with radio and speech making.  Mike should have been a high school teacher for art, lit or history. 

Have I spoken with Mike Blevins in years?  No.  His life went one direction and mine went another.  A lot of people have serious grudges against him but I'm not one of them.  Life is easier when you aren't selecting yourself for judge and jury from life's volunteer legal corp. 

I take up for Mike a lot too.  I feel like he does the same for me if the situation to do so crosses his path.  Who knows or cares?  I really don't think about Vonbluvens and the whole thing with him much except for a see our names in the same phrases a lot.  I'm sure he's doing fine at whatever he's into now and doesn't worry much about street politics. 

All that aside, people should take a different attitude about people who leave the nationalist scene.  If someone puts in time and energy, get things done and then leaves, fine.  Even if they change their opinions, the damage is done to the enemy, the good is done for the friends.  As long as they don't turn on people with the intention of doing them harm, then they can do whatever they wish with their lives for all I care.  I say this because I've seen a lot of good people run off or quit because of the bad people who will never quit.  I think we actually force people into the other camp sometimes by this cult-like mentality of "only traitors leave."  If someone gets frustrated or disheartened, they should go.  Bad attitudes are infectious and Mike had a bad attitude for a long time.  He needed to get on with his life and finally did.  There is a lot of talk about the what, the why and the how but that is something for the message boards, not my blog.  If Mike wants to clarify anything or speak his piece, he's welcome to do so on here.  Nobody is going to stop him but they can debate him at length if they'd like.  As long as everything is solid and legal, hey, go nuts. 

Arch of Titus by Mike Blevins

Me, I almost left myself.  Family life got good to me but I was bored.  So I dabbled in politics from time to time but mostly concentrated on my writing.  Then an old friend of mine was killed by an illegal alien and boredom was replaced with anger.  And here we are now.  

So anyway, there is no bad blood between Mike and I or anything else.  He just doesn't talk to anybody anymore.  No big deal.  I hope he has a good life.