Rubicon Liberation Front [RLF] - Organizations

History

The Fires of Ibis

Rubicon burned once already, about a hundred years before any of this. The Fires of Ibis went through the surface when Coral ignited on a scale nobody had accounted for, and most of the first colonists didn’t make it. The ones who did just kept living there, because it was still home and nobody else was going to hand them a better one.

The Closure

Word got out about what Rubicon was sitting on. The Planetary Closure Administration moved in first, supposedly to keep Coral contained and everyone safe, though in practice that meant sealing the planet off and deciding who got in and out. Arquebus Corporation and Balam Industries followed not long after, each one convinced the other couldn’t be allowed to walk away with Rubicon’s Coral, and neither one particularly interested in what the people already living there wanted. That’s more or less been the situation since.

Dolmayan and the Front

Dolmayan used to be a Doser, before he was anything else. What he came out the other side with wasn’t a habit, it was a cause: the Front exists because he decided Coral belongs to Rubicon and nowhere it can be spent or weaponized by anyone with a checkbook. Flatwell is the one who actually runs the fight day to day. When it became obvious the Front couldn’t match Arquebus and Balam’s AC forces on hardware alone, he’s the one who opened the ranks to outside mercs willing to work for something other than a paycheck.

Coral Warriors

We’re the ones who ended up calling ourselves Coral Warriors. We run the STRIDER, we’ve held the Wall out at Gallia Dam longer than anyone expected, and we’ve buried the Juggernaut and built worse things out of less. Whatever gear we’re running came through BAWS or RaD, or got scavenged off something that used to belong to a corporation. A banner instead of a shield isn’t just an aesthetic choice for us, it’s the whole point, which is why it means something every time somebody like Rusty decides to switch his over.

The name’s not subtle. Crossing the river, no way back once you’ve done it. That’s what the Fires left behind for everyone who survived them.

What Carries Forward

Rubicon’s a long way from wherever you’re reading this, and the fight didn’t stay there. Closure orders, extraction contracts, corporations that show up and decide what’s fair for people who never got a vote in it: that’s everywhere in this ‘verse, not just on one planet a hundred years ago. The Front’s still the Front. It’s just a bigger map now.

Recovered Transmission

TRANSMISSION LOG: RLF COMMAND
FREQ: OPEN CHANNEL, RUBICON GROUND CONTROL
FROM: M. FLATWELL
TO: ALL CORAL WARRIORS

Coral stays with Rubicon. Confirm banner status before drop.
Alea iacta est.

END LOG

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Manifesto

“Coral, abide with Rubicon. Coral, endure within us all. For none of us shall cast the die.”

Coral Stays With Rubicon

Not managed, not licensed out, not extracted for whoever’s shareholders show up with the biggest offer. It belongs to the people who live with what it costs, and nobody else gets a vote.

We Don’t Cast the Die Twice

The Fires already showed everyone what an irreversible mistake looks like on this planet. The Front doesn’t take that kind of risk lightly, and it doesn’t let anyone else take it on the Front’s behalf either.

A Closure Is Not Protection

Whatever it’s called on paper. If a corporation gets to move freely through a “safety” boundary that locals can’t cross, that boundary was never about the locals.

Rank Is Earned

Not handed out, not bought. Somebody who’s been fighting since before you got here outranks somebody who just has better gear.

The Banner Over the Shield

We’d rather fly scavenged and outgunned under our own flag than fly under someone else’s with the best hardware in the sector. That trade isn’t close for us.

Defectors Welcome

If you used to wear a corporate shield and you’ve put it down, you’re welcome here. Nobody’s going to make you explain why it took as long as it did.

Rubicon Liberation Front / RLF