Lord Skullmasher
15-05-2007, 08:23
Sitting atop the burning throne made from the skulls of his enemies (and some former pets), the great and all powerful Lord Skullmasher looks troubled...
After seizing power in an unneccecerally bloody coup d'état from the former government of The Most Serene Republic of Ghanditopia, and renaming the shattered war torn land after himself, Lord Skullmasher has kept his people under his iron-shod heel for decades crushing anything that even looks like it might be thinking about questioning him. That was, until recently...
The Issue
The Department of Defense has put its case for a substantial increase in funding for the coming financial year.
The Debate
1. "These are turbulent times we live in," says Defense Chief Konrad Gutenberg. "Turbulent and dangerous. And the only sensible response to that, of course, is to build a lot more weapons. Unless we get the funding we need, I can't promise that we'll be able to defend Lord Skullmasher's sovereign borders from rogue nations and foreign powers. Or those leaky boatloads of refugees, for that matter."
2. "NO MORE BOMBS," chant the protestors outside Parliament House, in a repetitious and increasingly annoying appeal. Spokesperson Freddy Li, speaking through a feedback-afflicted microphone, says, "Lord Skullmasher needs fewer weapons, not more! Make the world a safer place! Disarm now!"
Lord Skullmasher was intrigued and amused at this rare and fragile thing... Protestors. "I must be getting soft" He mused to himself while sipping boiling blood wine from the skull of one of a group of traitors (petitioners) that he'd had executed last week. But then, for the first time in half a century he was puzzled and alarmed.
Some options were missing. Option 3: Have the unarmed protestors rounded up and shot, then nail them to the gates of your superfortress as a warning- NO, wait, just round them up, nail them up and let them die on their own... Then increase military spending.
After thinking about this for a while he also thought of another option. Option 4: Have the protestors rounded up, remove their brains, slave them to your central military network AI and use them to control your newly developed cyborg-battlemechs... And then increase military spending.
But some concealed force prevented him from executing his will, instead he just increased military spending and... and let the protestors live. It was most unlike him, and that is why he is so troubled. Why was his mighty will thwarted? Did his enemies have some kind of mind control device they were using to stay his hand and tie him down? Or was he really getting soft?
He felt much better after personally executing some political prisoners, but still the nagging doubt gnaws at him, just like the cyborg wolf-lion hybrids chained to the base of his throne gnaw on the remains of those prisoners...
If he slept at all it would keep him up at night.
After seizing power in an unneccecerally bloody coup d'état from the former government of The Most Serene Republic of Ghanditopia, and renaming the shattered war torn land after himself, Lord Skullmasher has kept his people under his iron-shod heel for decades crushing anything that even looks like it might be thinking about questioning him. That was, until recently...
The Issue
The Department of Defense has put its case for a substantial increase in funding for the coming financial year.
The Debate
1. "These are turbulent times we live in," says Defense Chief Konrad Gutenberg. "Turbulent and dangerous. And the only sensible response to that, of course, is to build a lot more weapons. Unless we get the funding we need, I can't promise that we'll be able to defend Lord Skullmasher's sovereign borders from rogue nations and foreign powers. Or those leaky boatloads of refugees, for that matter."
2. "NO MORE BOMBS," chant the protestors outside Parliament House, in a repetitious and increasingly annoying appeal. Spokesperson Freddy Li, speaking through a feedback-afflicted microphone, says, "Lord Skullmasher needs fewer weapons, not more! Make the world a safer place! Disarm now!"
Lord Skullmasher was intrigued and amused at this rare and fragile thing... Protestors. "I must be getting soft" He mused to himself while sipping boiling blood wine from the skull of one of a group of traitors (petitioners) that he'd had executed last week. But then, for the first time in half a century he was puzzled and alarmed.
Some options were missing. Option 3: Have the unarmed protestors rounded up and shot, then nail them to the gates of your superfortress as a warning- NO, wait, just round them up, nail them up and let them die on their own... Then increase military spending.
After thinking about this for a while he also thought of another option. Option 4: Have the protestors rounded up, remove their brains, slave them to your central military network AI and use them to control your newly developed cyborg-battlemechs... And then increase military spending.
But some concealed force prevented him from executing his will, instead he just increased military spending and... and let the protestors live. It was most unlike him, and that is why he is so troubled. Why was his mighty will thwarted? Did his enemies have some kind of mind control device they were using to stay his hand and tie him down? Or was he really getting soft?
He felt much better after personally executing some political prisoners, but still the nagging doubt gnaws at him, just like the cyborg wolf-lion hybrids chained to the base of his throne gnaw on the remains of those prisoners...
If he slept at all it would keep him up at night.