Bendorel
30-11-2004, 00:37
Sardinian Renato Soru stepped up to the podium. He was in the center of the Syracusian plaza, ready to announce his Presidency. With his bodyguards surronding the podium, he spoke.
"It is with great honor that I accept this office. I will bring this fine nation exactly what it needs, and that is economic prowess. For years, we have struggled underneath the Italian and French goverments. But today, that all changes. The past couple weeks have been very emotional, for all of us. Thank you very much for your support."
After his speech, Soru waved to the crowd. He then left the podium, and walked to his limo. What a week! he thought to himself. It was true what he had said, he and the other campainees had all just created a new country. It was a marvel that France and Italy did not retaliate to the decision; of course those multi-million dollar bribes certainly helped. "Take me to the Presidental Palace, Ramon." he said to his chaffuer. They sped off, to his new home.
"It is with great honor that I accept this office. I will bring this fine nation exactly what it needs, and that is economic prowess. For years, we have struggled underneath the Italian and French goverments. But today, that all changes. The past couple weeks have been very emotional, for all of us. Thank you very much for your support."
After his speech, Soru waved to the crowd. He then left the podium, and walked to his limo. What a week! he thought to himself. It was true what he had said, he and the other campainees had all just created a new country. It was a marvel that France and Italy did not retaliate to the decision; of course those multi-million dollar bribes certainly helped. "Take me to the Presidental Palace, Ramon." he said to his chaffuer. They sped off, to his new home.