Founded 2026-10-19Red edition
Vol. 1, No. 2
The Red Clarion
HAVEN HOLDS! BLUE BREAKS ON OUR WALLS — AND ON ITSELF
AGAIN AND AGAIN THEY CAME; AGAIN AND AGAIN THE RECORD READS ONE WORD: BEATEN
The walls of Haven are still ours, and the ground before them is a map of Blue failure. All day the aggressor Chillie marched its columns at our fortress, and every time the record closed the same way: beaten. The enemy's staff will call these probes. We call them arithmetic. Our fighters cut down 109 of the enemy in one day, and 249 Blue dead lie at the walls as receipt.
The price was lighter, and it was paid gladly. Of our fighters 192 fell and rose again to stand the wall; of theirs, not one assault won a foothold. Their bloc lost 66 players in the day's fighting to our 45. Such is the Blue strategy: spend men until the enemy tires of counting them. We will never tire of counting.
The bloc stands at DEFCON 1, watchfires lit, tools and blades within reach. Let the lesson be written where the enemy can read it: a nation of 5 does not take a fortress of 2358. Vigilance, unity, labour!
BLUE DECLARES WAR ON BLUE: THE HOLLOW HOUSE CRACKS
When our walls proved too high for Chillie's taste, it turned its bayonets on its own family. Two declarations of war in a single day, against Zelotypia and against AnotherFaction, and both targets fly the same blue banner as Chillie itself. So much for bloc unity. So much for honour among aggressors.
Meanwhile the Blue staff pinned the Medal of Valor on allendetiembre73 of Chillie four times before sundown. Four medals, four beatings at Haven. In their army, valour is measured in retreats survived; in ours, in ground held. The ledger is public. Let them read it.
Behind the enemy's loud parades hides a hollow house, where each lord now points a blade at the next. We will watch that fire with the greatest interest — from the outside.
KNOX COMES HOME: DEFECTOR'S CROSS FOR FAT_LINUX
The Red bloc grew by one nation today. An older venture named KNOX had already fallen with no land left to lose; Fat_Linux raised the name anew and brought it straight under our banner. The bloc answered with the Defector's Cross.
To Fat_Linux the Clarion says: welcome to the bloc that holds its walls, keeps its word and buries its enemies' plans. Build with us, fight with us, and the Cross will not be your last honour.
NOT EVEN THEIR OWN DOORSTEP
Three hardpoints rose near Chillie's own land, at (-766, 628). Three times the record reads: winner, none. The Blue bloc could not claim the prizes sitting on its own doorstep. Our watch continues at DEFCON 1; their confusion needs no help from us.
Vigilance! Unity! Labour!