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Successor To The Throne

Euroslavia
11-11-2004, 18:23
OOC: Transition to the NS Forum, from II, so go easy on me, hehe.

Comrade Maloney sat in his private office, staring out into the forest nearby. The leaves were falling..nature was dying. There were few animals compared to the amount that he had seen before, in the summer. He felt as if a part of him were dying...but maybe he was right. The last few days, he hadn't felt like himself. It seemed as if he couldn't trust himself anymore, like some sort of demon took hold of his thought process, and was slowly waging war inside him, to defeat him. The Comrade stood up, out of his chair, and began to walk around that palace. He knew, in his heart, that something terrible was going to happen. Something that was out of his control. Just one of those things that you feel inside, that always ends up coming true, one way or another. He took a lot at all of the artwork inside the palace, and suprisingly, he wasn't intrigued by any of it. It seemed as if his artistic sense had died and faded away.

One of the Palace guards had walked up to him, while he was looking at a picture created by Minolet, one of the most famous painters in Euroslavia.

"This painting is amazing in itself, in my opinion. The colors match in a way that I've never seen before."

The Comrade looked away in embarrassment. He didn't know what the guard was talking about. He had lost touch of all of his artistical standpoints. He looked over to the guard, and nodded, but then walked away, back to his room. He began to think the worst. The Comrade felt as if he were going to...die. After the entire revolution he began, to take the throne from the Empress, this was his fate. To die even before Euroslavia's government was recognized, as much as the old regime.

Patrick (his first name) began to think of who would become a worthy successor. There were many options. There was a man named Hawk Nelson, who was rising in the ranks of the military. He was certainly a man to be feared in battle. There was also another man out there, rising as a diplomat. He was cold, but not to the point where apathy was his greatest attribute. Patrick wasn't sure if he wanted such a leader to take the throne. It would potentially lead to Euroslavia in becoming a rogue state. There was one more person who had great potential, in his mind. Her name was Ariss. She was a mix of the two previous 'honorable mentions'. Her military tactics were unheard of, while her diplomatic efforts were exceedingly above average. There was something about her that was different. Like she wasn't from here...at all. Ariss didn't have the typical 'human' tendencies. She wasn't greedy, and she wasn't one to always have her way. She was always willing to compromise.

A meeting would be called forth, to interview all three candidates, to see who would become the successor to the throne of Euroslavia...
Euroslavia
11-11-2004, 21:18
Each of the three candidates were summoned to the throne room. Ariss, Hawk, and Gregory entered the room at the same time to meet with the Comrade. Hawk and Gregory exchanged dirty looks, because they knew of each others' successes in their field of expertise. Hawk was hoping that he would be chosen, because of the fact that Euroslavia is slowly evolving into more of a military state. However, Gregory was hoping that he would be chosen, due to the fact that Euroslavia has a very highly influential method of diplomacy within the world. Ariss was the combination of the two, and both of them gave her a scowl. She knew in her mind, that they were going to bring up the whole issue of her being a girl. She, however, was going to bring up the fact that there are many influential and powerful women leaders throughout the world, such as Lady Siri.

It was all going to come down to this meeting to see exactly who would be the most influential leader of Euroslavia. Would Ariss be strong enough in each category to become the second leading lady in Euroslavic history? Or would Hawk or Gregory take charge? Would they form an alliance against Ariss, and create some sort of joint leadership? Would their pride allow them to do such a thing? All of this was going to be answered within the next few hours, and each of them plead their case to the Comrade.

The Comrade walked up to all of them and shook their hands.

"Welcome to my palace Ariss, Hawk, and Gregory. Make yourselves at home. I figured that getting right into the debate would be the worst way to have things happen, so I had the chefs make us a feast, so we can divulge and discuss things that aren't too serious."

They all gave each other a confused look, and then warily sat down at the table. The food did look delicious though. There was practically everything you could ask for, and this wasn't even including dessert. In Euroslavia, macaroni was a very big delicacy, despite the fact that Kraft Inc. didn't exist within the nation. There were over 50 different ways to make a specific type of macaroni, and over 15 kinds were made today, for these 3 candidates and the Comrade.

Each of them sat down, and the Comrade led them in a prayer. All 3 of them bowed their heads, and listened to him:

"Dear Lord, Bless this food in which we eat. We thank you for giving us all everything we have here, and we ask you to bless those out there who do not have such things, and that you feed them, and give them clothing. I also ask of you today to bless these three candidates, and give them each the strength to become the leader of Euroslavia. May the best candidate win."

They all looked up at each other again, but didn't give a weird look. They were oddly satisfied with the prayer, as if it took all of the rivalry away, for a brief moment in time. They joined together, in feast, and began to grab anything that they felt like eating.