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Revolutionary People's Council of Marduk (or, the RPCM)
The Revolutionary People's Council of Marduk is a ruthlessly efficient authoritarian socialist worker's state currently embroiled in a revolutionary war over their home planet, the largely agrarian arroyo and rainforest dominated world of Marduk, planning to crush the traditional landed aristocracy of the world in a swift, bloody and decisive battle.
Unfortunately, this plan has not been fruitful in the slightest, as the Council and the Kingdom have been in a stalemate of a devastating war for the past 10 years, with massive causalities, military and civilian, on both sides.
Detractors have claimed the regime spends a mindbogglingly large amount of it's resources on projects involving telepathic communication with goats and dolphins, necromancy, esoteric magic, the construction of large arrays to attempt to contact "a race of hyper-advanced star socialists", and the development of a nuclear arsenal. The Premier of the Council, Chairman Enki Shamash, refuses to confirm or deny these accusations.
10 years ago, glorious comrade Chairman Shamash of the Vanguard Party declared our people's glorious revolutionary crusade on the corrupted and degenerate aristocracy, and for 10 bloody years we have held strong, and shall continue!
Our war has been guerilla, waged from the shadows and tunnels against the fascist cancer that has plagued the people and workers of our world until now! Today, comrade, we seize the means of production of tanks, planes, and other weapons of vast carnage from the thrice-damned king! Our revolution shall never end, and our glorious message will be spread to all the working people of the galaxy, if not the universe!
¡Viva la Revolución!
Criticism and self-criticism, comrades!
The Marduk System is a relatively isolated one, on the fringes of the Northeastern rim of the galaxy.
The Eastern super continent of the world of Marduk has been firmly under the regime's control for the past 5 years of the conflict, with their major stronghold being the city of Neo-Uruk, a fortress-city of several million people covered in nests of anti-air guns, improvised minefields, armed partisans and secret tunnels. Civilian infrastructure is largely intact, and loyal comrades enjoy quite leisurely lives, all things considered.
Mardukish Humans: Short, sturdy creatures fond of drink and industry.
Currency and private property have been wholly abolished, and the regime enjoys a shockingly efficient gift economy, with the party consistently redistributing wealth appropriated from uprooted bourgeoisie and aristocrat counterrevolutionaries in the course of the war.
All loyal members of the revolution are members of the Vanguard Party. High ranking agents of the Party enjoy the ability to audit whoever they please for any reason, citing the Party doctrine of "criticism and self criticism" as justification enough.
Misinformed but otherwise loyal members of the Party are sent to countryside re-education camps for a period of time based on the severity of their heterodoxy.
Counterrevolutionary behavior that does not endanger the Worker's State is punished by indefinite relocation to various gulags across the continent, where inmates mine or salvage useful resources to be sent to the Revolutionary Guard on the front lines of the war, and assemble various household goods and appliances to be distributed to the loyal people and workers of the Council.
Treason is rewarded by death by hanging, broadcasted on national television.
A socialist bureaucracy facilitated by the Vanguard Party and made efficient via computerization and mass surveillance.
The technology on Marduk is already outdated, and the tech the Council manages to get their hands on even more so. May the Chairman bless our automatic rifles, and the spirit of the revolution be our armor, for we wear none.
Efficient aeroponic greenhouses feed the starving masses of the Revolution.
Factories and industries liberated from the fascist scum of the Kingdom of Marduk and given to the hands of our people and workers. Gulags of counterrevolutionaries form a very large part of the civilian economy.
Hordes of revolutionaries dressed in green cap and uniform, with a red star on the cap. Each soldier carries with them an automatic rifle and spade blessed with the revolutionary spirit of the proletariat. Each platoon of infantry is lead by a fearless and orthodox commissar, incredibly trained in battlefield psychology and hypnosis.
The Vanguard Party operates several observational satellites and starships in low orbit, and the current campaign seeks to liberate the world's major and only legitimate spaceport.
Guerilla tactics supplemented by mass charges of human waves, suicide bombings by glorious proletarian martyrs, and, with the recent collectivization of newly gained factories of war, enormous carpet bombings, tank charges, and flamethrower and chemical based scorched earth tactics.
Suffer not the counterrevolutionary to live!