Hogsweat
09-10-2004, 22:54
It was a wintery Hogsweatian morning, and it was still dark when it happened. The two soldiers nodded to each other, unrolling the massive hammer and sickle flag over the front of the palace. In front, a brass band rolled out, playing the L'internationale rather loudly, awaking most of the higher classes around them. The title above the palace, "Imperial Hogsweatian Palace" was painted over and instead painted on the words
OAXW ID XIELSWAGUO, in Old Hogsweatian. Translated into British English, that stands for "Place of Comradeship". The palace is now to be refered to as The Idxiel.
There was a loud crump, as the door imploded in on itself. Lord Smusleby awoke, jumping out of bed to hear soldiers storming his house. He barely got out of the room before five men bearing rifles kicked his door down and dragged the Lord out of his room, leaving behind the four-poster bed and the rather expensive furs. One of the men stepped forwards, a pair of steel handcuffs in his hand, the rifle slung over his back.
"Lord Smusleby, i hereby arrest you in the name of The Idxiel and the people of Hogsweat."
Tears arose in Smuslebys eyes.
"Mmmyyy my crime?"
The officer drew a piece of paper from his pocket, and read it out aloud.
"Your crime is that of treason, treason to the Hogsweatian people and their wellbeing."
Smusleby hung his head in shame, as the handcuffs clamped around his old wrists, allowing himself to be dragged outside where around 100 people of the upper class, men and women, where lined up in their nightclothes.
The new "comrade" Dorsal stepped outside, wearing a Fur hat with the hammer and sickle badge pinned on. In his hand he held a pistol, a Hogsweatian make. It bore a resemblance of the Smith and Wesson Model 29- but it was smaller and held only five rounds. On the wooden handle was imprinted the red star.
"men and women of the borgeoise"
He exclaimed.
"This morning, you meet your ends. Your crimes? Very well, I shall tell you them, for they are the worst in our constitution. The NEW Constitution.
You are all traitors. Traitors to our land, traitors to the people of Hogsweat, traitors to the people of the world."
"CUCL RGW EWCIKYRUIB!" The soldiers shouted aloud in Old Hogsweat. Every single person in the vicinity knew what it meant - Viva The Revolution!
Gunshots rang out, drowning out the cries of the rich.
At 12AM, Comrade Dorsal addreesed the people with a list of renamings.
"The Imperial Palace: The Idxiel
The Empire: The Union
The nation shall be renamed to the Peoples Socialist Republic. All military branches are named to;
The Hogsweatian Army: The Red Army
The Royal Marines: The Peoples Marine Corp
The Royal Airforce: The Red Airforce
The Royal Navy: The Peoples Navy [PNV]"
OAXW ID XIELSWAGUO, in Old Hogsweatian. Translated into British English, that stands for "Place of Comradeship". The palace is now to be refered to as The Idxiel.
There was a loud crump, as the door imploded in on itself. Lord Smusleby awoke, jumping out of bed to hear soldiers storming his house. He barely got out of the room before five men bearing rifles kicked his door down and dragged the Lord out of his room, leaving behind the four-poster bed and the rather expensive furs. One of the men stepped forwards, a pair of steel handcuffs in his hand, the rifle slung over his back.
"Lord Smusleby, i hereby arrest you in the name of The Idxiel and the people of Hogsweat."
Tears arose in Smuslebys eyes.
"Mmmyyy my crime?"
The officer drew a piece of paper from his pocket, and read it out aloud.
"Your crime is that of treason, treason to the Hogsweatian people and their wellbeing."
Smusleby hung his head in shame, as the handcuffs clamped around his old wrists, allowing himself to be dragged outside where around 100 people of the upper class, men and women, where lined up in their nightclothes.
The new "comrade" Dorsal stepped outside, wearing a Fur hat with the hammer and sickle badge pinned on. In his hand he held a pistol, a Hogsweatian make. It bore a resemblance of the Smith and Wesson Model 29- but it was smaller and held only five rounds. On the wooden handle was imprinted the red star.
"men and women of the borgeoise"
He exclaimed.
"This morning, you meet your ends. Your crimes? Very well, I shall tell you them, for they are the worst in our constitution. The NEW Constitution.
You are all traitors. Traitors to our land, traitors to the people of Hogsweat, traitors to the people of the world."
"CUCL RGW EWCIKYRUIB!" The soldiers shouted aloud in Old Hogsweat. Every single person in the vicinity knew what it meant - Viva The Revolution!
Gunshots rang out, drowning out the cries of the rich.
At 12AM, Comrade Dorsal addreesed the people with a list of renamings.
"The Imperial Palace: The Idxiel
The Empire: The Union
The nation shall be renamed to the Peoples Socialist Republic. All military branches are named to;
The Hogsweatian Army: The Red Army
The Royal Marines: The Peoples Marine Corp
The Royal Airforce: The Red Airforce
The Royal Navy: The Peoples Navy [PNV]"