NationStates Jolt Archive

[OOC: This thread is being reserved for events happening in the Empire of Ordo Chaotica. I will immediately follow up this post with an event so it won't be completely OOC. Others can and are encouraged to post their reactions and whatnot to these events, because they're generally internationally televised. Just .. don't nuke my nation over something silly.


What you can do in this thread:

o) Read
o) Reply in a sensible manner
o) Be awesome
o) Reply to others in a sensible manner
o) Be more awesome


What you cannot do in this thread:

o) Nuke me/other people
o) Flame
o) Make entirely OOC posts (like this one, lolol)
o) Be not-awesome
o) Send 99999999999 MANZ 2 TAEK MAI CAPETAL CUZ U DUNT LIEK MAH DICKTATERSIP-esque state. (it's actually an oligarchic imperial police state)

First event of Ordo Chaotica follows! I will make a seperate thread detailing stuff about it so MANZ can get an idea of what we are.

NOT OOC LOL]

The crowd murmured and tails swished nervously as the form on the auditorium stage surveyed the crowd. There was a tangible atmosphere of uneasiness; the government didn't take too kindly to public demonstrations.. especially political ones. The figure cleared his throat, speaking into the microphone, "People of Ordo Chaotica, it has come to my attention that Sasha's tyranny has gone on long enough! Do you, the great people of the state revel in your poverty and social bias?" There was a resounding "NO" as the cacophony of shifting, hissing voices reverberate off the walls of the auditorium.

The man smiled, mostly to himself. This was an easy crowd. "Then, oh great people, why do we tolerate it? We can lead ourselves, for a better tomorrow! Did you know, we produce several hundreds of thousands of pounds of food per day?" A few quizzical looks passed between members of the audience; the numbers didn't mean anything to them. "... We would never go hungry again! Don't you see? We need to rise up! Rise up from the ashes of the past to a glorious tomorrow!"

A loud cheer went up through the collected conciousness of the audience, and much affectionate earfin rubbing was performed, although the proceedings were cut short by a loud "CRACK!" A thin, perfectly round hole appeared on the speaker's head, daylight shining through. A look of annoyance was forever plastered upon his face, as a testament to his dislike for the government.. and the dislike carried him to his grave. There was no blood, as typical of a laser wound, the reptilian head otherwise intact.

The audience of course panicked, rushing to be the first to run and scream out of the auditorium, straight into the arms of the police. Man, woman, and child were thrown into the backs of large trucks, and shipped off to unnamed prisons to forever rot as all dissidents do. The news crew stared on in mildly shocked awe as the vehicles drove away. The newscaster licked her lips, tail swishing nervously. "This will make one hell of a story, Sschave." The cameraman nodded, turning off the big recording device. "I just hope what happened to them dosen't happen to us.."


[OOC: First half-story I've written in a hell of a long time. Note, the citizens of Ordo Chaotica are reptilian in nature and bipedal. More information on that in the OC thread. Will edit post once I make it.]