The Gulf States
25-11-2004, 00:52
Storyline: It's during the American League championships. Baseball's most storied rivalry is at it again for another year in a row. The New York Yankees and The Boson Red Sox fight for a chance to win a trip to the World Series. However, fans of the two teams are increasingly becoming aggitated with one another.
A Yankees fan was murdered outside a bar in Billerica, Mass. A Red Sox fan got murdered in retaliation in Bridgeport, Conn. Around Hartford, there's been several fights between rival gang members that were wearing the wrong team's cap.
And now... The Gulf States comes down to settle the peace. Or, just take over the whole place. We begin partly into the conflict. The Gulf States rushed south from it's territory in Quebec and the Canadian maritimes. Vermont has been an easy taking, although there's been very little stopping there.
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In Long Island Sound, the naval fleet of The Gulf States perches. About 10 miles south of Bridgeport, Connecticut, cargo planes fly overhead and more aircraft take off from carriers.
Some cargo planes will land at Sikorsky Airport in Stratford. Others will go inland towards Worcester in Massachusetts. The Gulf States forces on land are blitzing southward through Vermont, taking a turn at Springfield, Mass going eastward.
Some more naval vessels park offshore at Milford and Stratford. Armored vehicles and personnel get unloaded by the thousands. They will eventually stick around in the Bridgeport-Milford areas - others will move northward on Routes 25 and 34 towards Newtown.
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C: Sir, how do you think this will go?
O: The areas we are going into need some stablization. The New York and Jersey government won't really care anyway. They're losing chunks left and right already in New England. There's rebellions all over the place, and other international armies moving in for a slice of American territory.
C: You're putting up road blocks on the two most direct routes in from New York towards Boston and Providence.
O: Few would be assed to fight for some little hick towns in eastern Connecticut. Willimantic isn't a big loss, all they do is shoot heroin. Norwich, eh. It's bad enough we had to include a few towns up in Northeastern Connecticut for our own expedition.
C: I wasn't refering about that. Worcester is largely ignored. Providence and Boston are bigger deals, and they'll be weak by the time we may move in.
O: It may be a mistake wanting Bridgeport and Danbury. As long as we avoid New York state directly. Norwalk and Stamford too, we should be fine though. This entire region is already weak from previous government overthrow and rebellion recently.
C: Most of I-91 in Vermont is ours anyway. Shall we keep it open to the civilans?
O: Why not? We don't want to look like the bad guys. And besides, we support their cause. We're with the Red Sox side in this war. Bridgeport and Danbury will be the biggest issue, that's our enemy. That's where our allies are being harmed the most. That's where the riches and jewels of our conquest are.
C: Listen, the Red Sox will pull off the victory on the diamond. And we'll get exactly what we want. The world is ours, one square mile at a time.
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Later on in the day...
O: I've had this broadcast on selected markets for a reason. We just want to be aware that we are keeping the peace in selected areas. We got to protect our interests and our allies in certain regions. And if any others want to aide in on the crisis, help our forces and keep the peace - feel free to join our ranks. Just what exactly is our side? You'll eventually find out. One side will be happy, the other will hate us. We expect resistance of course. There will be some angry fans that will try to attack us. But I don't think it'll be that much of a problem. We got world class ammo and artillery. They have pocket knives. Big deal.
President Alex Ortiz unbuttons his black suit coat, revealing a Boston Red Sox jersey.
O: Here's to the Red Sox winning the American League Pennant
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A girl sits on the sidewalk outside a convience store and gas station in Newtown, Connecticut. The first few armored jeeps have rolled into the eastern side of the downtown area at Route 6 and I-84. The jeeps all stop at this gas station to refuel. The girl, wearing a Yankees cap and jersey, looks up at these jeeps. One of the officers in military uniform walks up to her.
Officer: Good afternoon miss. What's your name?
Girl: Jessica.
Officer: Nice meeting you. Why are you sitting out here?
Girl: I don't know.
Officer: Are you ok?
Girl: My head hurts a little bit.
Officer: You have no drugs or weapons on you?
Girl: No sir.
Officer: It looks like you're high.
Girl: No sir. I'm not.
The officer reaches down and starts frisking her. He stops around a pocket on her jeans. Then he points at the pocket.
Girl: That's just nothing.
Officer: Let me see it.
Girl: Fine.
The girl pulls out a $20 bill and a gram of heroin.
Girl: Please don't hurt me. Please don't lock me up. I've done nothing.
Officer: Please get off the sidewalk.
Girl: She reaches into her pocket again, grabs a pocket knife, and tries to slit her own wrists. The officer tries to pull on her arm. Two more soldiers try to restrain her and arrest her.
Officer: Send her to the local authorities. Find the local police station and drop her off there.
Girl: Please don't lock me up!
Officer: No time to plead with us. You're the first prisoner of our war. Well, at least that we know of.
Girl: What?
*end transmission*
A Yankees fan was murdered outside a bar in Billerica, Mass. A Red Sox fan got murdered in retaliation in Bridgeport, Conn. Around Hartford, there's been several fights between rival gang members that were wearing the wrong team's cap.
And now... The Gulf States comes down to settle the peace. Or, just take over the whole place. We begin partly into the conflict. The Gulf States rushed south from it's territory in Quebec and the Canadian maritimes. Vermont has been an easy taking, although there's been very little stopping there.
---------------------
In Long Island Sound, the naval fleet of The Gulf States perches. About 10 miles south of Bridgeport, Connecticut, cargo planes fly overhead and more aircraft take off from carriers.
Some cargo planes will land at Sikorsky Airport in Stratford. Others will go inland towards Worcester in Massachusetts. The Gulf States forces on land are blitzing southward through Vermont, taking a turn at Springfield, Mass going eastward.
Some more naval vessels park offshore at Milford and Stratford. Armored vehicles and personnel get unloaded by the thousands. They will eventually stick around in the Bridgeport-Milford areas - others will move northward on Routes 25 and 34 towards Newtown.
-----------
C: Sir, how do you think this will go?
O: The areas we are going into need some stablization. The New York and Jersey government won't really care anyway. They're losing chunks left and right already in New England. There's rebellions all over the place, and other international armies moving in for a slice of American territory.
C: You're putting up road blocks on the two most direct routes in from New York towards Boston and Providence.
O: Few would be assed to fight for some little hick towns in eastern Connecticut. Willimantic isn't a big loss, all they do is shoot heroin. Norwich, eh. It's bad enough we had to include a few towns up in Northeastern Connecticut for our own expedition.
C: I wasn't refering about that. Worcester is largely ignored. Providence and Boston are bigger deals, and they'll be weak by the time we may move in.
O: It may be a mistake wanting Bridgeport and Danbury. As long as we avoid New York state directly. Norwalk and Stamford too, we should be fine though. This entire region is already weak from previous government overthrow and rebellion recently.
C: Most of I-91 in Vermont is ours anyway. Shall we keep it open to the civilans?
O: Why not? We don't want to look like the bad guys. And besides, we support their cause. We're with the Red Sox side in this war. Bridgeport and Danbury will be the biggest issue, that's our enemy. That's where our allies are being harmed the most. That's where the riches and jewels of our conquest are.
C: Listen, the Red Sox will pull off the victory on the diamond. And we'll get exactly what we want. The world is ours, one square mile at a time.
--------------
Later on in the day...
O: I've had this broadcast on selected markets for a reason. We just want to be aware that we are keeping the peace in selected areas. We got to protect our interests and our allies in certain regions. And if any others want to aide in on the crisis, help our forces and keep the peace - feel free to join our ranks. Just what exactly is our side? You'll eventually find out. One side will be happy, the other will hate us. We expect resistance of course. There will be some angry fans that will try to attack us. But I don't think it'll be that much of a problem. We got world class ammo and artillery. They have pocket knives. Big deal.
President Alex Ortiz unbuttons his black suit coat, revealing a Boston Red Sox jersey.
O: Here's to the Red Sox winning the American League Pennant
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A girl sits on the sidewalk outside a convience store and gas station in Newtown, Connecticut. The first few armored jeeps have rolled into the eastern side of the downtown area at Route 6 and I-84. The jeeps all stop at this gas station to refuel. The girl, wearing a Yankees cap and jersey, looks up at these jeeps. One of the officers in military uniform walks up to her.
Officer: Good afternoon miss. What's your name?
Girl: Jessica.
Officer: Nice meeting you. Why are you sitting out here?
Girl: I don't know.
Officer: Are you ok?
Girl: My head hurts a little bit.
Officer: You have no drugs or weapons on you?
Girl: No sir.
Officer: It looks like you're high.
Girl: No sir. I'm not.
The officer reaches down and starts frisking her. He stops around a pocket on her jeans. Then he points at the pocket.
Girl: That's just nothing.
Officer: Let me see it.
Girl: Fine.
The girl pulls out a $20 bill and a gram of heroin.
Girl: Please don't hurt me. Please don't lock me up. I've done nothing.
Officer: Please get off the sidewalk.
Girl: She reaches into her pocket again, grabs a pocket knife, and tries to slit her own wrists. The officer tries to pull on her arm. Two more soldiers try to restrain her and arrest her.
Officer: Send her to the local authorities. Find the local police station and drop her off there.
Girl: Please don't lock me up!
Officer: No time to plead with us. You're the first prisoner of our war. Well, at least that we know of.
Girl: What?
*end transmission*