NationStates Jolt Archive

"It is time, revolutionary comrades, to cast aside our bonds with the pretenders and to set forth with our true comrades! Together, we will spread word of the true revolution throughout this great region of ours, and create the Worker's Haven we have always dreamt about! For the Revolution!"

"For the Revolution!"

A scene that used to be common only on street corners and attended by few, now drew frenzied masses to hear the "Legislative Speeches", conducted by Legislator Comrade Gary Powers. With his final "For the Revolution", guns came out of pockets and were unholstered as the crowd made their way up into the upper floors of the complex to the President's Office.

Up the stairwells, militia officers simply stood their ground, taking no action at the unruly mob. They too believed in the words of their idolized Legislator Comrade. With a final kick at the plain wooden doors on the top floor, the armed mob had stormed the Office of the President of New Haven.

"We demand plebiscite! Cast aside the pretenders! Do it for the Revolution!"

President James Newman sat in shock as the crowd flooded in, waving guns in the air and chanting those words over and over again. He withdrew a slip of paper from his file cabinet, made sure it was an Executive Order form, made sure it was the correct format and signed it. New Haven was now on its first step to leaving the USR.

Press Release; Ministry of Foreign Affairs
"I wish to express my personal sadness that this plebiscite is going forward. The Union of Socialist Republics has made no move that would endanger New Haven security or foreign policy goals. Disputes between members over small issues should not get in the way of shared long-term goals. I urge the New Haven people to consider the economic and cultural exchange that has taken place between the member states of the USR and to consider this when they cast their ballots."
Matthew von Pickett
Minister of Foreign Affairs

Black House, Fortress of Hull
Mr. Black looked at the four breif entries now listed on his computer.

Hogsweat on Rampage against neighbor.
Apparent Coup within USR state
Grav Ships off Coast of Ilek-Vaad
Ilek-Vaad refuses, then signs peace accord with Knootoss.

"Damn, what in the hell have the Vrakians gotten us into?"

It's hell, Alcona. Hell, I say! Run, while you still can, and don't look back!

HELL!

MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAhahahahahacoughcoughcough...

...bah. I should go to bed.

No Siri, it is not Hell. That happens to be the Klatch...after all the fauna there is still more dangerous than the entire Hogsweat army.

Maybe Pergatory, but not Hell

And Alconians don't retreat from standing next to our allies.

(And you sound like you caught the flu I still have a light touch of...after two months... :eek: )

Legislator Comrade Powers finally made his way into the Presidental Office, carrying an unsigned declaration for the President to dissolve the Legislature and make Powers sole ruler in New Haven. He opened the door to reveal the pile of dead bodies piled up in front of the door and masked men waiting in the darkened room. In seconds, Powers was disarmed and dragged into the room after the lights had been turned on.

The President sat at his desk, starring out the window with his ceremonial broadsword in his hand, slick with the blood of the mob and the militiamen who had failed to perform their duties to protect him. He turned around, motioning for all but three of the masked men, special forces troops, to leave.

"You thought you could threaten me into relinquishing power, threaten me into casting aside our bonds with our comrades in the Union, and you dare bring this shit into my office?" Newman yelled as he waved the document Powers had brought. "Now you will join your fellow traitors in the pits of Hell." The President sunk the blade of the broadsword deep into Powers' abdomen, slicing it from the left to the right before pulling it out. The dying Comrade Legislator was thrown onto the pile of bodies, his intestines danging out like streamers, before the last two special forces troops left the President's office.

"Take this sword, Colonel Stanley. Let the people know the rebellion's head has been crushed and that any remaining elements will be found and killed on sight. New Haven is in your debt." With that, President Newman left his office for the first time in a week, heading home to his apartment to be with his family. Little did he realize that a lot had changed since he had been taken hostage in his own office.