Nyasus
For too long the catgirls of the Nexus had been exploited, turned into slaves and trophies for the upper crust of humanity. Despite their fierce sense of pride and their free spirited ways there has been little hope of this status quo being upturned… until now. From the ashes of sorrow and despair the feline females of the world came together to build a great land for themselves where they could live in peace and not-quite-harmony with one another, free to get into random scuffles over territory and munch on fish products to their hearts’ content. For generations they lived on this way… until the nobility of Pine Garden sought to return to the old ways, and claim for themselves a new generation of pets.
The survivors have banded together even more closely than before, the most militant among them taking charge and enforcing a discipline that had previously been lacking. With the secret aid of foreign powers looking to check the excesses of the nobility of Pine Garden, the feline military government of Nyasus has constructed a great magi-technical fortress city to protect their people from further invasion. In return for this safety all remaining freedoms among the people are but pacifying illusions used to distract them from the military’s total control, and from the morally bankrupt dealings that have been required to secure their positions.
Politics
Nyasus is governed by its military, with the Supreme Leader also being the leader of its armed forces. All of the top political positions are appointed by the Supreme Leader, and upward mobility is governed by a system of favor within the series of departments and ministries beneath them. At any time the Supreme Leader can suspend a position, and while they cannot be seen to the general public to be willing to execute their own officials without some form of probable cause they are served by a cadre of operatives who can manufacture such causes and carry out ‘sanctioned executions.’
All business is deeply in bed with the government, and success is governed by a business owner’s ability to foster close and favorable relationships with someone within the cabinet of the Supreme Leader. Ultimately, all of it exists to furnish the lifestyles of the district’s leaders and to provide for the military force that keeps them in power and the Gardeners out.
Above even the Supreme Leader are the series of agreements baked into the foundational documents of Nyasus which allow for the continued provision of necessary resources from outside forces responsible for its continued existence. These outside powers are hidden from the general populace, as the government seeks to promote a culture of feline isolationism and supremacy and would not like to have its image undermined by the idea that it could all come crumbling down at the whim of another.
Culture
As can be expected of a district full of catgirls, Nyasus’ culture can be best described as self-indulgent. While the territorial clashes of their ancestors are a thing of the past, Nyasians still concern themselves in their day to day lives primarily with the acquisition and preservation of personal luxuries, and of strutting about while pretending that their goofy antics are the height of elegance and sophistication. Competitive fighting both in hand to hand and with mechanized vehicles is a common pastime, and is promoted by the government as a means to encourage young catgirls to join the military with a pre-existing skillset.
The modeling industry is strong in Nyasus, as the feline instinct to show off from a position of strength is translated into constant attempts to one up each other in appearance. Nyasian propaganda videos occasionally find their way to the internet of the rest of the Nexus demonstrating superior catgirl supermodels as a way of luring in potential victims. Outside media is somewhat restricted, and anything that portrays a catgirl in a position of submission is strictly forbidden by government censors. On the other hand anything that portrays other creatures in positions of inferiority to a catgirl is pushed as ‘high culture.’
Military Power
On the surface the district of Nyasus is like any other technologically and socially advanced district when it comes to military structure: They have a hierarchy of officers and soldiers, with standardized uniforms, equipment and training. This is the face they present at military purrades, in propaganda pieces, and when defending the capital and political VIPs. APCs, tanks, machine guns, assault rifles, all of that and more are available to the incredible and incredibly disciplined soldiers of Nyasus. They also maintain an outdated force of boast for coastal defense.
Unfortunately, that makes up a minority of the district’s armed forces. The truth of the matter is that most catgirls suck at maintaining discipline, following orders, or maintaining any standard they don’t impose on themselves. Most of the forces that Nyasus has access to dress however they like, use whatever equipment they can cobble together or get passed down to them by the government, operate as individual skirmishers, and organize themselves like a weird hybrid of street gyang and militia group. They are fond of technyacles — refitted pick up trucks with machine guns mounted on the back and covered in extra armor plating from which catgirls armed with pistols, shotguns, spears, and claws can leap to attack anyone who displeases them. They are similarly fond of motor boats and refitted yachts for naval activity and piracy.
Persons of Interest
Name: Her Excellency, President for Life, Field Marshal, Grand Admiral Alicia, VC, DSO, MC, CBE, Lord of All the Beasts of the Earth and Fishes of the Seas, Lioness of Nyasus and Protector of All Felinids in the Nexus in General and Nyasus in Particular
Race: Homo Sapien Felinus
Age: 42
Height: 160cm
Weight: Normal
Appearance
Attributes
Strength: Incredible
Agility: Incredible
Durability: Incredible
Willpower: Gritty
Magic: None
Magic Resistance: None
Other Abilities
Believable Bullshit: Lying is something that, in most people, provokes a heightened state of physiological arousal. People have tells, their body language and pulse giving them away when they attempt to deceive others. Experience and talent can overcome many of these and turn people into convincing liars, but Field Marshal Alicia has no need for such things because they are just a poor man’s substitute for good ol’ fashioned psychopathy. She can tell you, to your face, something that is contrary to reality, blatantly so, and only magic would ever be able to give away that she didn’t 100% believe this to be true.
Insidious Intrigue: Controlling a totalitarian regime isn’t as simple as just telling people what to do - it’s about playing your minions against each other just enough that they won’t try to usurp you because they’re too busy competing with each other. It’s about centralizing the image of power within yourself, specifically, rather than in your station. Her Excellency Alicia is an expert at this, always keeping the different breeds of catgirl set against each other but only enough to keep them too busy to overthrow her.
Assets
Nyasus: She’s in charge. Its entire economy, all of its military forces, are her’s to do with as she pleases.
Nyanomachines, Gurls: A marvel of technomagical engineering, these tiny mechanisms turn an exceptional but otherwise mundane dictator into a terrible force for tyranny. They possess many functions, from healing internal injuries, temporarily serving in place of oxygen, or rapidly filtering out poisons and toxins that would otherwise see many rulers dead. However, these protective measures pale in comparison to their social capabilities - the production of pheromones which compel arousal and devotion in the nervous systems of other catgirls. Through prolonged and frequent exposure to Alicia’s presence she conditions her fellow catgirls into loyal servants of her will regardless of the ways in which they are otherwise superior to her. They don’t even notice it’s happening, although how fast it happens depends on Willpower and Intimacies.
Weaknesses
Sociopath: She is a sociopath. For all the advantages in deception and reading people, she has terrible impulse control and much of what would otherwise be a prodigious willpower is devoted to keeping that in check. This is reflected in her current Willpower rating, but if her neurology were ever ‘corrected’ then she would likely increase to Zen.
Intimacies
Greater Tie: Myself (Vengeful Pride)
Lesser Tie: My Bodyguards (Pride in Ownership)
Lesser Cause: My Own Selfish Ambitions
Lesser Principle: “Always keep your promises - in my favor.”
Lesser Principle: “My belongings shall be purrfect.”
Lesser Principle: “Principles are stupid bullshit.”
Origin: Protector of all Cats everywhere. Slaughterer of man. There are many legends which the citizens of Nyasus idolize about their president, yet few hard facts are known about her. Only a scant few are allowed into her offices, fearful of kidnapping or assassination, and most have only seen her on the telescreens in thier houses and from a distance at the great annual festival celebrating Nyasus’s independence from foreign oppression. Despite this distance, she is more than loved-she is worshipped. There is not, and there never has been, a cat whom would dare to speak anything except the highest praises of.
Big Sister protects. Big Sister knows best. Big Sister shall lead Nyasus through the great struggle against the Gardeners and tear their fetid crops up by the roots. Nyasus now, Nyasus forever!
