President Wittrock RP Thread [Invite Only]
OCC: I plan to write an rp involving the President of the United States of Canada, President Anthony R. Wittrock. I'll be asking around a few people to roleplay characters that play major roles in his private and political life.
Jarridia
01-12-2004, 08:57
Tag
Residence, Presidential Building, Victoria, BC, United States of Canada
President Wittrock sat in is hair as he held a wine glass in hand of Jarridian Brandy. Taking it up to his lips, remembering the fun times he had with the Jarridian President's cousin. He hadn't had that sort of fun when his wife and daughter's lifes were taken. He missed them and new he couldnt replace his wonderful wife, she was a great women. She hold potential in her life to come, a prosperous Medical Doctor. As well his young sixteen year old daughter who wished to follow her father's root of life and become a leader of the United States of Canada.
A tear came down his face, he rubbed it away and tried to bring himself together. Swishing the brandy into his mouth then swallowing it, standing up to his feet and walking over to the alcohol cabinent, filling the wine glass once again of Jarridian Brandy and taking another sip.
Jarridia
01-12-2004, 09:11
Although she knew it unwise to have these kind of emotions for a world leader, especially since her own cousin was the President of Jarridia, Elizabeth could not help herself remembering Anthony. It had all happened so fast, and she had been caught up in the moment, but even with that in mind she felt strangely drawn to him, and wondered if she would ever see him again.
President Wittrock took another wine glass full of Jarridian brandy as he walked over to his lazy boy chair, sitting down thinking of what he had done over his political career, become leader of the Conservative Party of Canada, seperating the West from the East, making Canada a great power and very populated, bringing a sense of nationalism and pride to the Canadians for being Canadian.
He was quite fond of his work, however his private life consisted of drinking, sleeping, eating and mourn of the deaths of his daughter and wife. The next best thing was Elizabeth, the cousin of a good friend of his and a world leader, President Branam of Jarridia. He wandered what he'd think if his cousin and Wittrock came together as one.
He picked up the phone as he slid out his phone book from beside him looking for Elisabeth Branam's number and dialing it, hoping she was still awake.
Bump.
If you are interested in creating a character for this roleplay and understand the current term of events in President Wittrock's life feel free to contact me by AIM, MSN or by telegramming me on nationstates.