Fluffywuffy
07-03-2005, 00:44
Emperor Victor Ramius hated going out and giving speeches, but it was a neccesary evil, for if he did not, he and his government would fall from popular revolution. And so went out to give a speech today, dressed in an exquisite suit, his hair fixed in the finest possible manner, and a twinkle in his blue eyes. The warm looked on his face was a false one, yet not one ray of coldness could penetrate the Emperor's iron will. The same will commanded his voice to speak in the typical speach manner: slow, clear, and full of passion.
The Emperor scanned over the crowd before him. Imperial Square was packed, as it always was when someone gave a speech, and beyond the line of policemen and special agents gaurding their Emperor was a thin, but loud, line of protestors. In the old days, they would have been shot on sight for such a display. But now their rights were enshrined in the Imperial Constitution, that sacred document that defined the law of the land. Many had signs with such slogans as "Down with Tyranny!" and "Emperire = Evil." That last sign made the Emperor chuckle inwardly. He spoke.
"My fellow citizens, it is with great pleasure that I stand before you today. As you are aware, the Empire has evolved from a dictatorship into a constitutional monarchy under my rule. But I have become old, and I have not kept up with the times and the people as much as I would like to. To combat this, I have created a new governmental position, one which allows the people a greater say. This new position will be the Presidency, and it shall be filled with a man of the people. In one month, I will allow the people to vote on who will be the President, and he shall become ruler of Fluffywuffy should I die. His other duty shall be to manage interior affairs and manage the Imperial Senate. That is all."
With that, the Emperor left the Square and returned to the Palace. The protestors nearly died when they heard that the Emperor would let them elect a President. Maybe he wasn't such a bad leader after all...
The Emperor scanned over the crowd before him. Imperial Square was packed, as it always was when someone gave a speech, and beyond the line of policemen and special agents gaurding their Emperor was a thin, but loud, line of protestors. In the old days, they would have been shot on sight for such a display. But now their rights were enshrined in the Imperial Constitution, that sacred document that defined the law of the land. Many had signs with such slogans as "Down with Tyranny!" and "Emperire = Evil." That last sign made the Emperor chuckle inwardly. He spoke.
"My fellow citizens, it is with great pleasure that I stand before you today. As you are aware, the Empire has evolved from a dictatorship into a constitutional monarchy under my rule. But I have become old, and I have not kept up with the times and the people as much as I would like to. To combat this, I have created a new governmental position, one which allows the people a greater say. This new position will be the Presidency, and it shall be filled with a man of the people. In one month, I will allow the people to vote on who will be the President, and he shall become ruler of Fluffywuffy should I die. His other duty shall be to manage interior affairs and manage the Imperial Senate. That is all."
With that, the Emperor left the Square and returned to the Palace. The protestors nearly died when they heard that the Emperor would let them elect a President. Maybe he wasn't such a bad leader after all...