Rotovia
27-06-2004, 13:51
OOC: Continuation of this (http://www.nationstates.net/forum/viewtopic.php?p=3368010#3368010)
IC:
Inside Presidential Office
The air is thick with tension as the most powerfull figures in Rotovian Government all hover around the President's desk. A senior civilian advsior is first to break the silence, he leans across the desk as he makes his point.
Advisor: "...the main concern still remains the international backlash we are receving"
Vice President: "That cannot be our concern, however."
Justice Minister: "She's right, it is a simple matter of law. We cannot pressure the Courts..."
Advisor: "You could use a Presidential Pardon!"
Vice President: "And be seen to support the Communists?! You have to be kidding, this Adminstration has a clear Liberal-Socialist agenda that must be followed!"
General: "It is better to appear a tyrant than it is to be seen impotent!"
Vice President: "Exactly! We take a hardline on this murder, and traitor and we will have served justice!"
A young Army Officer storms into the room with a dossier in one hand and briefaces in the other.
Officer: "A nation has launched an Air-based assault upon Rotovia..."
General: "Good Lord..."
Officer: "I'll need you to sign these strike back orders..."
President: "Done, scramble fighters and prepare a counter-strike!"
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Press Conference
Intern: "Citizens of Rotovia, Ladies and Gentlemen of the Press and Members of the International Community. The Most Noble, Senator, His Imperial Eminenct President Dionysus Baccheus!"
President: "Thank you, moments ago the nation of Lasatania launched an arial assault upon our soveriegn and glorius nation. Many Rotovian lives were lost and our noble Air Force has begun defencive manouvres over our airspace.
I call upon all Rotovians to stand united in defence of our annoited nation and to defend our land with your hearts, minds, bodies and souls. Those who would rally the forces of evil against us, will learn the true meaning of the Wrath of Justice!
May God have mercy upon their souls, for we shal have none!"
With a curt salute the crowd irrupts in applause.
IC:
Inside Presidential Office
The air is thick with tension as the most powerfull figures in Rotovian Government all hover around the President's desk. A senior civilian advsior is first to break the silence, he leans across the desk as he makes his point.
Advisor: "...the main concern still remains the international backlash we are receving"
Vice President: "That cannot be our concern, however."
Justice Minister: "She's right, it is a simple matter of law. We cannot pressure the Courts..."
Advisor: "You could use a Presidential Pardon!"
Vice President: "And be seen to support the Communists?! You have to be kidding, this Adminstration has a clear Liberal-Socialist agenda that must be followed!"
General: "It is better to appear a tyrant than it is to be seen impotent!"
Vice President: "Exactly! We take a hardline on this murder, and traitor and we will have served justice!"
A young Army Officer storms into the room with a dossier in one hand and briefaces in the other.
Officer: "A nation has launched an Air-based assault upon Rotovia..."
General: "Good Lord..."
Officer: "I'll need you to sign these strike back orders..."
President: "Done, scramble fighters and prepare a counter-strike!"
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Press Conference
Intern: "Citizens of Rotovia, Ladies and Gentlemen of the Press and Members of the International Community. The Most Noble, Senator, His Imperial Eminenct President Dionysus Baccheus!"
President: "Thank you, moments ago the nation of Lasatania launched an arial assault upon our soveriegn and glorius nation. Many Rotovian lives were lost and our noble Air Force has begun defencive manouvres over our airspace.
I call upon all Rotovians to stand united in defence of our annoited nation and to defend our land with your hearts, minds, bodies and souls. Those who would rally the forces of evil against us, will learn the true meaning of the Wrath of Justice!
May God have mercy upon their souls, for we shal have none!"
With a curt salute the crowd irrupts in applause.