Derscon
13-12-2004, 02:59
OOC: Hey, ya'll. This is a closed RP. If you want in, just telegram me. Please refrain from posting IC unless I let you in. Keep OOC to a minimum, please. Thank you for your cooperation. :)
Also, these events in this post have been approved with the other nation involved, so don't bitch, thanks. ;)
On with the show!
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Penguin City, Nates World
"Hello, comrades!" Premier Nate Kalyennovich said atop the platform. "Today is a great day! Today marks the fifth anneversary of the conversion to communism!" A massive cheer eveloped the crowd.
"The red flag flies today, and it shall fly forever!" As the cork was popped, and the fireworks (red, of course) set off, a bullet went through the skull of the premier, turning his head into a mushy pile of goo.
* * *
"Got him," the sniper said into the radio. He put the sniper rifle back in the briefcase and went into the bathroom. When he came out, he was dressed in a business suit and was carrying the briefcase with his left hand.
As he walked out of the building, the police were too busy with the dead Premier to notice him walking out of the building. He proceeded to go to the capitol.
In front of the marble steps of the giant capitol building, he looked over to the column on the right. As rehearsed, there was a man, and he lit a cigarette. he blew out a single puff of smoke and threw on the ground. THe businessman checked his watch, hit his leg with the briefcase, and walked up the stairs.
"Hello, comrade," the businessman said to the smoker. "Have you decided on a vacation spot yet?"
"Indeed I have," the smoker replied as he walked over to a bench. They both sat down. "My wife will be quite happy. I believe we are going to the private beaches in the South." He was reffering to the many privatized beaches along the southern coastline. This is where the best of them were, and a deal was made so the government would get five percent of the profit for the beaches in return for tax cuts.
"I have been there before," the businessman replied. "It will be a blast, no?" The smoker nodded.
"Indeed it shall." THe businessman moved the briefcase behind a plant and stood up.
"Well, I must be going," he said, picking up the spare briefcase behind the same plant. "Good seeing you again."
"As to you. Watch your back, though. The competition can be tough." When that happened, three NW counterintelligence officers came up and grabbed the businessman.
"Wrong thing to do," he said. A button was pressed on his watch, and then everything went black.
Also, these events in this post have been approved with the other nation involved, so don't bitch, thanks. ;)
On with the show!
======================
Penguin City, Nates World
"Hello, comrades!" Premier Nate Kalyennovich said atop the platform. "Today is a great day! Today marks the fifth anneversary of the conversion to communism!" A massive cheer eveloped the crowd.
"The red flag flies today, and it shall fly forever!" As the cork was popped, and the fireworks (red, of course) set off, a bullet went through the skull of the premier, turning his head into a mushy pile of goo.
* * *
"Got him," the sniper said into the radio. He put the sniper rifle back in the briefcase and went into the bathroom. When he came out, he was dressed in a business suit and was carrying the briefcase with his left hand.
As he walked out of the building, the police were too busy with the dead Premier to notice him walking out of the building. He proceeded to go to the capitol.
In front of the marble steps of the giant capitol building, he looked over to the column on the right. As rehearsed, there was a man, and he lit a cigarette. he blew out a single puff of smoke and threw on the ground. THe businessman checked his watch, hit his leg with the briefcase, and walked up the stairs.
"Hello, comrade," the businessman said to the smoker. "Have you decided on a vacation spot yet?"
"Indeed I have," the smoker replied as he walked over to a bench. They both sat down. "My wife will be quite happy. I believe we are going to the private beaches in the South." He was reffering to the many privatized beaches along the southern coastline. This is where the best of them were, and a deal was made so the government would get five percent of the profit for the beaches in return for tax cuts.
"I have been there before," the businessman replied. "It will be a blast, no?" The smoker nodded.
"Indeed it shall." THe businessman moved the briefcase behind a plant and stood up.
"Well, I must be going," he said, picking up the spare briefcase behind the same plant. "Good seeing you again."
"As to you. Watch your back, though. The competition can be tough." When that happened, three NW counterintelligence officers came up and grabbed the businessman.
"Wrong thing to do," he said. A button was pressed on his watch, and then everything went black.