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President Folkner stepped out upon the balcony overlooking Conspiratoria D.C. "My fellow Conspirators! Over my years of growing up in this country, and serving this country I have seen war after war after war. I am here to announce today, that I am unveiling a plan..to end war and the savage killings brought on by one source. It was not an easy decision but...I , with the support of Congress, do hereby ban ALL Religion from the Conservative Establishment of RightWing Conspirators. No longer will be protestant and catholic, presbyterian and baptist, christian or muslim. We will be neighbors and friends. All churches have been closed and any churches opened will result in arrests for those responsible. Sleep well my fellow countrymen, for the nation will be safer." he walked away from the podium.

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Conners lost his breath as he rode in his limo towards the coronation of Cherry Ridge's new leader. "Stop the Limo! I must...no..continue driving...sorry." he yelled and than said politely. "What the hell were you thinking James? Abolish Religion? You've overstepped your bounds not only as a Conservative but most importantly as a Christian." he said to himself as he picked up the VP's private satellite line "Get me the Armed Forces, this is Vice President Jason Conners, Alpha-Nine-Delta-Three-Gamma."

Within moments, both Ian Paisley and the Emperor Napoleon has been in contact with the Vice President, but not a word had been directly spoken to President Folkner.

As the cameras were warming for the Emperor's televised statement, the Imperial Guard was assembling on, and moving towards the border with RWC.

"Citizens and Subjects," he began. "Many of you now know that President Folkner of Right Wing Conspirators has outlawed religion in his own country and threatened with the severest penalties any who practice it." His face grew even more somber. "I wish to address President James Folkner of Right Wing Conspirators. As your Sovreign and Emperor, I command you to at once rescind this decree, or face my wrath. You risk your entire country with such foolishness, and I warn you that as I speak, millions of Imperial Guardsmen are assembling on the border and that
plans have been drawn up to liberate your country if you do not comply. You have no choice but to comply, for any other choice means death. For you, my friend, the end is truly nigh."

The Cameras turned off.

Ian Paisley immediately approached the Emperor as soon as the Cameras were off. "Nap, Folkner is not going to rescind, and if I know Jason, he already has something in the works..."

"Ian, I KNOW Jason has something in the works...and we are going to help him. I am under no delusion about Folkner, that's why I didn't wait to move the guard. Advanced units have already entered the country, including SpecOps units to clear the way. I plan to be on the front to give the 'move' order myself within the next 24 hours."

Commander Fullson, of Rising Tide marched to the border of Rising Tide and RWC. "Play the announcement Private." he said. The young private nodded and turned on the speakers that were loud and were also being transmitted via satellite to Folkners office.

"We the people of Rising Tide, do hereby declare the President James A. Folkner of the Conservative Atheists of RightWing Conspirators has overstepped his boundaries as a leader, a conservative, and as a christian. We denounce his leadership and from henceforth declare that our nation being under the annexation of CARWC will fight until a new government is installed, or until or pact is dissolved. Folkner...your days are numbered."

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Commander Fullson sat within his HQ Tent outside the border when a call rang through on his satellite phone, waiting to make sure that it was secure he picked up "Commander Fullsion, Armed Republic of Rising Tide."

President Folkner called upon his Secretary of Defense to enter the Oval Office "Listen we ne.." and he felt spit fly onto his face. "I quit, I will not serve under an administration who exacts power to take away the right and the will of the people. Pardon the expression but, Go To Hell James." he turned around and walked out.

Folkner shook his head and wiped the spit off of his face "I knew this would be a tough transition...but people will grow used to it." he pressed the intercom button "Nancy...make an announcement to the press the name of the nation has now become the Conservative Atheists of RightWing Conspirators."

Folkner recieved both the transmission from Napoleon and from Rising Tide "Traitoring bastards! My country! My way! I'll never step down, and I'll never step aside." he called in one of his Secret Service Agents "Run a message to Napoleon the Thug and Fullson the Lackey, Tell them that we will not be intimidated and we will remain as we are...and they can go to hell."
The Secret Service agent nodded and smiled "I will gladly stand by you Mr. President."
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Vice President Conners responded to Fullson's voice on the phone "Hello John...good to hear your voice. As soon as the coronation has ended...I will be returning to the capital to relieve President Folkner of his position. The RWC Military already has orders to put on a facade for Folkner, they will pretend to enforce rules and when they meet with Imperial Guard, Rising Tide, or any other Allies...they'll defect.... clear?"

"Ai Mr. President." replied Fullson grinning, he had always liked Conners alot more than he liked any other President.

*OOC(IC): (Just for a side note of history, Jason Conners served as President of the Nation for 2 terms [8 years] before Tymaine Griffin was elected President [Folkner was Griffins VP], when Griffin was assassinated Folkner was appointed to President and he selected Conners to serve as VP and Conners was unanimously elected by Congress.)

Folkner sat back in his office overlooking what was now a deserted Conspiratoria D.C. the Capital had been evacuated so that Folkner could be kept safe by the CIA and Secret Service who were very loyal to him, seeing as he had headed both organizations for a number of years.

Conners returned from the Coronation and found himself subject to search by the Secret Service "Excuse me soldier, but who do you think you are demanding my sidearm? I am the Vice President and you can stand down." Conners said gruffly, pushing the young agent aside. He walked directly into the Oval Office "James...what is going through that mind of yours? HuH? Who are you to deny religion of any type? You call yourself a Conservative and a Christian...well you've proven to be neither. I suppose you've heard that Congress has stepped down? They won't be held responsible for their actions or yours, the citizens are infuriated, and our neighbors, the Emperor...won't stand for this."

Folkner looked up from his book "I should've known to expect such dribble from you Jason, I picked you as Vice President because you were the most popular President, not because you had any real leadership ability." he scoffed and took a drink of scotch.

Conners face turned red for a moment, and then he said something to himself "Let all bitterness, and wrath, and anger, and clamor, and evil speaking, be put away from you, with all malice." He turned from Folkners desk and went to leave the office.

"You know Jason, quoting bible verses to keep yourself calm...a waste of time. Religion is just a tool to control us, keep us held under a thumb of an omnipotent being who might not even exist. You're a fool."

Conners stopped as he grabbed for the doorknob, he turned and looked directly into Folkners eyes "Then I have one more verse for you, 'But I say unto you, That whosoever is angry with his brother without a cause shall be in danger of the judgment: and whosoever, shall say to his brother, Raca, shall be in danger of the council: but whosoever, shall say, "Thou fool", shall be in danger of hell fire.' Matthew Chapter 5, Verse 22." he said and left the office.

*Reply to President Folkner from Emperor Napoleon*

You have chosen your fate, then. May the one and only Christian Lord have mercy upon you, for I most certainly shall not.

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"Highness," an Imperial footman called after Napoleon, "The air is chilled!" the footman held up a rather regal looking scarlet coat and followed after the Emperor who had just walked outside onto the town square of the town the Imperial Guard forward base was in.

"Be gone. I am not in a palace. "This is serious business."

As the Emperor walked towards the main base, Duc Guillaume approached from the opposite direction and joined him. He was fully attired in the standard 1810 Marechal's uniform. His tricorne was adorned with a tricoloured plume and there was, perhaps for personal reasons of his own, a UVF badge on the front of it. "Highness," he said, his Cavalry sabre making a clanking noise as it hit against the brass fittings on his cuirass. "The Guard is ready to move." as they spoke, a brilliant white Imperial Guard tank passed by with a Hussar looking out from the hatch.

"Very well." he took his gloves off. "Hand me a piece of paper."

Guillaume reached into his pocket, pulled out a small notebook and handed it to the Emperor.

Napoleon took in hand a pencil and scribbled out,

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Move. Be careful not to cause too much damage. But if resistance is found, eliminate it ruthlessly and take no prisoners.

-Napoleon
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Conners headed to the Vice Presidents Office on the other wing of the White House, he stepped behind his desk and grabbed the sword from over the fireplace. He went to the sideroom and re-entered wearing the Marine Elites Dress Blues, his General Insignia prominantly displayed on his shoulders. He left the White House, taking his own car out of the city and towards the border lands.

Upon approaching the borderlands, he was met by several of the Military Chiefs of Staff "Gentleman, Folkner is mad...he is no longer your President. Destroy as little as possible, reclaim the country. For God and Country, For Freedom and Truth." he nodded and climbed back into his car, heading towards Rising Tide's and the Imperial Guard's encampment.

Upon reaching the encampment he made straight for the tent that hosted the broadcasting capabilities "Soldier, transmit this to the homes of all the citizens, override all government channels and blocks. Code for Communications Access is: Echo-Delta-Bravo-9-8-3-1-Alpha, Login is: June-September-Rifle-Echo-Null-Null-Omega-Charlie, Password: 1-9-3-5-Alpha-Eagle-Foxtrot-Bravo." The Corporal in the tent barely had time to salute, but he snapped to work the moment that General Conners gave him the orders.

Conners sat down behind the planning table and looked directly into the camera, adjusting the microphone. "James Abel Folkner, you are being relieved of your Presidency. I Vice President, Jason Michael Conners will be stepping into the position of leadership of which you so carelessly abused and tossed away. I will be among the leadership of Emperor Napoleon and Commander Fullson, of Reichskamphen and Rising Tide. Relenquish your command and surrender yourself so that punishment, and not death may be wrought upon you. My only and final warning to you Folkner, trust no one for no one trusts you. To the loyal citizens of RightWing Conspirators, do not resist the Imperial Guard and the Armed Forces of Rising Tide, they are here to return your country to you. If possible assist them, join arms with them."

The transmission was immediately sent out across RightWing Conspirators and directly to Folkners office.

The Czar, as Archchancellor of Greater Prussia, hereby denounces the stability of the current "president" of Right Wing Conspirators, and denounces him as an Enemy of the People, and an enemy of Derscon. He is leading the great nation of RWC on the path of damnation, and must be stopped

People in the Province of LLetlla stormed the national museum and stole the crown from the main display, along with the swords, armor, shield, and helm of the first ruler and king of RightWing Conspirators. They quickly assembled a Coat of Arms and made flags with the Two Swords angling into the Crown with the King's shield behind it. The letters RWC were woven in Ivory White in the shape of the Triangle, to symbolize the Trinity. "Conners for King! Out with Folkner! Conners Conners!" was all that was heard chanting through out cities across the country as citizens broke out into fights with the Secret Service and CIA who had been sent to keep the peace.

A revolution had begun, and it seemed that perhaps a military wasn't needed but that the citizens would set everything straight themselves. Shots rang out into crowds as bullets were exchanged between Secret Service-CIA, and the people.

The Imperial Guard, at Napoleon's order, had moved forward encountering almost no resistance at all.

Two columns of white painted tanks pulled into a City Plaza in a province in the border where they a huge number of RWC armed forces. The turrets were trained on the RWC men as Troop carriers unloaded and Guardsmen fanned out training every weapon on the troops of RWC.

"Troops of Right Wing Conspirators...this is the Imperial Guard of His Majesty Napoleon the Fourth. By order of the Emperor, lay down your arms and no harm shall be done." the Commanders voice was broadcast over a loudspeaker.

A few tense moments passed. Each gun was matched barrel for barrel by the RWC troops. Eyes connected, each side, scanning the souls of those who looked across at him. Then, the RWC men threw down their arms, cheering wildly!

The entire guard breathed a Collective sigh of relief as they returned the weapons to the troops and prvided them with Imperial Guard helmets and Sashes along with a blank Standard so that they could be identified from the other RWC troops.

All accross the border, the Imperial Guard was surging through, with scenes like this repeated on smaller and larger scales accross the country, it was not long before all the bordering provinces flew under the Standard of Napoleon IV.

From there, the conquest went quickly, as fast as the tanks could travel, the country fell under Napoleon's standard and the RWC soldiers joined his move forward.

In short order, Napoleon has sealed off the the Capitol and cordoned off any travel to and from.

There, heavy resistance was met by the Secret Service and the CIA. However, the Guardsmen percevered and began to press into the city.

Because Rising Tide was officially an annexation of RWC, they followed the Leadership of RWC. In one of the towns on their way to the capital they picked up a banner of the flag constructed by the citizens of the Kings Seal and flew it over their battalions. "Make way for the King! The King will reclaim the Land!" they chanted as they marched.

They soon surrounded the southern borders of the Capital and alongside Imperial Guard Forces, and the RWC Armed Forces they pressed in, taking fire from Secret Service and CIA but they quickly disarmed or took them out. Folkner had been a tactical moron and had sent out all of his protection, to dispatch an army.

Folkner looked out upon Conspiratoria D.C. only to see it surrounded by Rising Tide, the Imperial Guard, and even RWC"s Armed Forces. "Backstabbing traitors the lot of you!" he screamed at them from the balcony "You'll all burn in hell, every last one of you! Especially you Conners! You maggot, you traitorous scum!" he picked up a potted plant from the balcony and threw it in the direction of oncoming troops, only to see it shatter on the ground below. He stormed back inside, muttering and cursing. "Agent Sims! Get in here now! Gather the remaining Secret Service and CIA...it's time to drive these fools from our country. Drive them out!" he screamed maniacly. Agent Sims shifted a bit but nodded "Ai sir..." he walked out, knowing he would either have to surrender or march to most certain death.

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The RWC Airforce was making it's fly by of the capital, one of the airborne division squads of the Marine Elites was aboard a B-34 Bomber and Troop Deployment Jets. Among the Marine Elites was Conners himself, armed with an M-16 his Officers Sabre (which was in a sheath that was on his back) and his side-arm Glock .44. The red light turned yellow, and they all hooked onto the safety line, Conners in front. The light flashed green and Conners took a running jump out of the door and free fell upon the city, as he neared the count of 25, he pulled the string and his parachute deployed, and he safely coasted down into the White House yard, soon in the company of the squad of Marine Elites they moved foward taking their claim of the lawn and the steps. "Sir, there seems to be no security around the building!" whispered a Staff Sergeant to Conners "Folkner must be keepign them close to him, or they went to fight...lets hope for option B." he said as they burst in through the front door. The White House was dead silent and the first floor was cleared, the second floor had two SS guards in front of the Administration Wing and they were quickly killed. Soon the Marine Elites were standing outside of the Oval Office and Conners yelled out "James Folkner, you are hereby relieved of your command by the mandate of the people, enforced by the Armed Forces of RightWing Conspirators. You are to come out with your hands where we can see them, being unarmed, and to offer no resistance. If you comply, your life will be spared, if you resist...May God Have Mercy On Your Soul." a few shots came through the door, missing the squad.

Conners glared "Gentleman secure this office make sure no one comes in and kill anyone besides myself who comes out of that office." he sat down his M-16 and drew out his Glock .44, he slowly pushed the door open from the side and Folkner darted behind his desk. Conners entered slowly, keeping his side arm aimed at the desk "Folkner, come out...you're time is up."

Folkner screamed "Conners you traitorous dog! You come to my office with guns to kill me like a thief, show honor...we were great swordsman at the Marine Elites Academy...fight me with sword."

Conners smirked "Show yourself first Folkner, and drop all sidearms. Then I will fight you in that dramatic way...your death is your choosing."

Folkner stood up and dropped his handgun, turning around and reaching for the sword over the fire place. He unsheathed it and stepped out to the center of the office.

Conners nodded and re-holstered his Glock and drew his sword from it's sheath upon his back. "You're right James..it's religion that causes these conflicts...but usually it's because religion is being repressed...." he moved in fast, slicing his sword across towards Folkners chest.

Folkner threw his sword up and grabbed ahold of Conners wrist, driving him backwards towards the wall, "You're still a fool Jason...nothing but a witless fool with the leadership capabilities of a groundhog."

Conners kicked him in the stomach and quickly threw the pummel of his sabre into the back of Folkners neck, sending him crashing to the floor. He quickly kicked the sword out of Folkners hand and put the tip of his own sabre along his neck. "You have lost James...." and he kneeled down and handcuffed him "But I will show you mercy, because it is by God's grace that I won and that I live day to day." he picked Folkner up and pushed him into the crowd of Marine Elites "Take him to Emperor Napoleon, this is a regional matter. Though the people of our country should have a say in his punishment."

Conners walked to the broadcasting office and turned on the cities loudspeakers and the national transmitter, "RightWing Conspirators has been reclaimed! Folkner has been placed under arrest by the Marine Elites, Airborne Division 203, Squad 4! I Jason Conners, Vice President will assume the office of leadership until the people of this country decide the future course." The transmission ended, and cheering was heard from cities surrounding the capital, the transmission was recorded and aired all over the country, whole cities cheered and awaited the Day to Vote.

The Imperial Guard were still cheering and celebrating when two RWC troops brought a humbled James Folkner before the Emperor. "This is former President Folkner." the men said as they threw him to the ground where he lay at the Emperor's feet.

"Rise." he said to Folkner. As he began to rise he felt something stopping him when he reached his knees. Napoleon's hand was holding him down. "That's far enough."

He then turned his back towards Folkner. "James Folkner...you will remember that I told you...I will show you no mercy." the Imperial Guardsmen behind Folkner began to draw their sabres. "But I changed my mind." they immediately put them back in their scabbards.

"I am going to send you out of these lands. And you are to never return, or you will publicly executed and I will put your head on the ramparts of my Palace. And wherever you shall go, you shall bear the mark of shame." He tore the sabreatache plate off of a horse. It was a sculpted metal "N" in laurels. He shoved it into the fire and as Imperial Guardsmen held Folkner down, he branded his face with it. As he removed the metal, the N with laurels was clearly burned into his face. "Perhaps one day the Christian lord will shine into your heart. For this reason and this reason alone do I let you live." he ordered the guardsmen to take care of getting him out of the Empire, and in short order, he was removed.

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The Emperor Napoleon, having taken most of RWC then consolidated his lands with those taken by rising tide and put the area under Imperial control briefly enough to reaffirm the results of the election and declare the Conservative Empire of Right Wing Conspirators and appoint Jason Conners its first King.