Ravea
29-03-2006, 01:38
Act One
Ravean Capital Building, Ravena City
Leone Rifler stroked his beard thoughtfully as he poured through the piles of official documents on his desk. Everything seemed to be in order; the polls were strong, and everything was prepared. The president of Ravea was ready to make history. Ravea would soon be transformed into a purely socialist state; Rifler had decided that an official party would be the best way to announce the move. He picked up his pen and started writing up an invitation letter.
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To:All Nations of the World.
From:President Leone Rifler, Ravea
Subject:National Banquet
Dear World,
As the Leader of Ravea, I have decided to push for the future! Ravea will soon be transformed into a pure Socialist state for all to enjoy; The announcement will be made via a national banquet that will be held exactly a week from today; I invite any and all nations to send representatives to the festivity. The opinion any nation has on this recent transformation is besides the point. This Banquet will be a time for friends, not politics.
With Regards,
~Leone Rifler
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Rifler called in an aide, handed the letter to him, and instructed him to deliver it to the nations of the earth.
RaveCorp H.Q, Ravena City
The boardroom is dark, but the dim outlines of several shadowy figures are visable through the darkness. A grim voice starts to speak.
"Rifler has made his final mistake. Gentlemen, we recently came across an invitation to a banquet open to all nations. Mr. Rifler will announce his plans for this country-plans that will be sure to stifle our goals."
Another voice, this one a bit higher and somewhat unsure of himself speaks.
"We need more time. The plans for the takeover are complete, but we have yet to fully infiltrate the Royal Family, and they pose a definete threat to our plans."
Another voice, a Women's, can be heard.
"Besides, we need more than a single week to get assassians into that party. What are we to do about the security?"
The first voice speaks.
"Simple. We hire out."
Ravean Capital Building, Ravena City
Leone Rifler stroked his beard thoughtfully as he poured through the piles of official documents on his desk. Everything seemed to be in order; the polls were strong, and everything was prepared. The president of Ravea was ready to make history. Ravea would soon be transformed into a purely socialist state; Rifler had decided that an official party would be the best way to announce the move. He picked up his pen and started writing up an invitation letter.
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To:All Nations of the World.
From:President Leone Rifler, Ravea
Subject:National Banquet
Dear World,
As the Leader of Ravea, I have decided to push for the future! Ravea will soon be transformed into a pure Socialist state for all to enjoy; The announcement will be made via a national banquet that will be held exactly a week from today; I invite any and all nations to send representatives to the festivity. The opinion any nation has on this recent transformation is besides the point. This Banquet will be a time for friends, not politics.
With Regards,
~Leone Rifler
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Rifler called in an aide, handed the letter to him, and instructed him to deliver it to the nations of the earth.
RaveCorp H.Q, Ravena City
The boardroom is dark, but the dim outlines of several shadowy figures are visable through the darkness. A grim voice starts to speak.
"Rifler has made his final mistake. Gentlemen, we recently came across an invitation to a banquet open to all nations. Mr. Rifler will announce his plans for this country-plans that will be sure to stifle our goals."
Another voice, this one a bit higher and somewhat unsure of himself speaks.
"We need more time. The plans for the takeover are complete, but we have yet to fully infiltrate the Royal Family, and they pose a definete threat to our plans."
Another voice, a Women's, can be heard.
"Besides, we need more than a single week to get assassians into that party. What are we to do about the security?"
The first voice speaks.
"Simple. We hire out."