Guffingford
30-03-2005, 10:16
Berlin, capital of the German Reich
Arda. A region of the self-proclaimed evil nations of the world. Where the mysterious nation Melkor Unchained rests, where Automagfreek, recently restored moral order by Damien Dreadfire, sits. Other nations... Why do I care? I don't care about them, nor do I have to worry about them. They can only feel comfortable when they slaughter yet another nation. The German Reich fights with honour and bravery, carries on the traditions of Prussia. But they lavishly enjoy cold blooded murder. I must make a speech about these nations, and make my pure citizens aware of how good they have it. The German Reich truely is over everything, especially them. Why am I wasting my time with these people? They are not worth the time or the effort. But still... Arda is nothing, a rabble of orcs who run around waving with melee weapons while trying desperately to potray themselves as a "force to reckon with". Arda. Haven't heard much about them to be honest, except Operation Brimstone. And even then we only saw a bunch of guys wishing for the old days. Me myself, I have not seen these days of glory. And to be frank, I don't care about them. I only live for the German Reich, not to stand idle and watch in awe at the achievements of some once-powerful nations. Operation Brimstone...
Cobragt Rundevelt was walking through his grand office, paintings of Picasso and Monet on the walls. Even a Van Gogh, the beautiful sunflowers. Warmth is coming off the painting in a tender yet summer like glow. This was once the office of Adolph Leighmar - where he is now is a mystery. And all those Arda lackeys. Lackeys? Slaves! Slavish nations who always obey the bidding of their slavedriver. I believe they even thank him after getting whipped when they have not obeyed all his bestial desires. New Alliance Treaty Organization? A foolish attempt to make himself look like some kind of do-gooder while also bragging about being the biggest military power on the world not afraid of using medieval tactics to become victiorious. A bittersweet irony, one to laugh at and also one that makes my head ache. I had to write a speech, let go of my anger. Jealous? No way. The warm wood of the floorboards, the wood carvings, the frescos on the ceiling and the many artefacts from Mesopotamia, the Indus valley and Mexico. How on earth can I write a hate speech in such a superb atmosphere? I need to see things that make my skin crawl, something which inspires massive hatred. I think I'll pass this one to Joseph Cyre, he's always creative with words.
Hours later...
Joseph Cyre, the genius with words and language was finished with the latest speech and promptly sent it to the Führer. Cobragt was indeed very pleased with the result. It was a powerful piece of writing. Clearly not nuanced, biased and filled with prejudiced opinions. It was perfect. Cobragt put on his finest suit, combed his hair and announced to GBA (Guffingford Broadcasting Agency) he would make a speech regarding the recent events. Without hesitation they cancelled all scheduled programmes - nobody complained and within fifteen minutes the Führer was live in the ether. Television, radio, internet. "We are live in five, four, three, two one..." The man pointed to the Führer and the red light 'On the air' went on. Everywhere in the nation public television screens displayed the face of the Führer, with the small party icon in the lower left corner. Everybody was waving and cheering, clapping and shouting praises.
Open international broadcast
"My pure citizens. First, my apologies for interruption of your work. But pressing matters go first. As you may know, a most annoying event in the development stages but nonetheless it has the potential of growing into a world wide conflict. Some of you know, the restless continent of Arda, part of the ludicrous METUS gathering has always been plotting revenge against us. And as you all know, my good citizens of one blood, many have tried something against us but failed. Arda is synonym with failure, with unter-mensch, subhuman filth. They have even allied themselves with the Red Bloc Army just to secure the loyalty of some people who are communist. Alliances with communism. The phrase 'how low can one go' jumps to mind and in all seriousness, Arda is already on the bottom of the bucket. In how many ways is the German Reich superior to them? We are humans, we all believe in the ideals of Social-Nationalism, identity, unity and freedom. They do not know the words honour and loyalty. They will never do anything that might harm themselves, they live at the expense of their ignorant allies, feasting upon their rotting corpses whenever they jumped into the breach once more to save their ringleader from harming them even more than their worst enemy. You see..." The overwhelming applause and cheering even made its way into the private studio and some of the crewmembers couldn't resist clapping, dancing and almost looking at him as God himself. The Führer thanked everyone and gently asked everybody to calm down. He continued. "...Citizens of the world, you can see for yourself my people are a happy people. Void from the evil of democracy, we have the right to voice our opinion. Our opinion about Arda. Of course the Arda inhabitants will look at me and call this speech untrue, biased and a blunt lie. Do they have the right to speak? No! All of their countries are misguided by a fool who thinks they rule the world. Led by the most inhumane desires of lust, greed and murder they are the lowest of the lowest earth has to offer. They can only take, they do not give. Our Reich gives prosperity and welfare to the people, and they give love and obedience in return. We are the true people of earth, the chosen race. Death to the eternal enemies of The German Reich, death to the traitors, death to those who oppose the march of Social-Nationalism. Our eternal allies, too many to name will stand firm with us in our joint crusade against the dark armies of ignorance, lawlessness, immorality and communism..." The speech hasn't reached its end yet, but it was pointless to continue. The German citizens were mad of love for the Führer, and were running through the streets hugging everyone, shaking hands. The people of The United Reich of Guffingford are united in celebration and the joyful, glorious feeling of supremacy.
I dare you to prove them wrong.
Arda. A region of the self-proclaimed evil nations of the world. Where the mysterious nation Melkor Unchained rests, where Automagfreek, recently restored moral order by Damien Dreadfire, sits. Other nations... Why do I care? I don't care about them, nor do I have to worry about them. They can only feel comfortable when they slaughter yet another nation. The German Reich fights with honour and bravery, carries on the traditions of Prussia. But they lavishly enjoy cold blooded murder. I must make a speech about these nations, and make my pure citizens aware of how good they have it. The German Reich truely is over everything, especially them. Why am I wasting my time with these people? They are not worth the time or the effort. But still... Arda is nothing, a rabble of orcs who run around waving with melee weapons while trying desperately to potray themselves as a "force to reckon with". Arda. Haven't heard much about them to be honest, except Operation Brimstone. And even then we only saw a bunch of guys wishing for the old days. Me myself, I have not seen these days of glory. And to be frank, I don't care about them. I only live for the German Reich, not to stand idle and watch in awe at the achievements of some once-powerful nations. Operation Brimstone...
Cobragt Rundevelt was walking through his grand office, paintings of Picasso and Monet on the walls. Even a Van Gogh, the beautiful sunflowers. Warmth is coming off the painting in a tender yet summer like glow. This was once the office of Adolph Leighmar - where he is now is a mystery. And all those Arda lackeys. Lackeys? Slaves! Slavish nations who always obey the bidding of their slavedriver. I believe they even thank him after getting whipped when they have not obeyed all his bestial desires. New Alliance Treaty Organization? A foolish attempt to make himself look like some kind of do-gooder while also bragging about being the biggest military power on the world not afraid of using medieval tactics to become victiorious. A bittersweet irony, one to laugh at and also one that makes my head ache. I had to write a speech, let go of my anger. Jealous? No way. The warm wood of the floorboards, the wood carvings, the frescos on the ceiling and the many artefacts from Mesopotamia, the Indus valley and Mexico. How on earth can I write a hate speech in such a superb atmosphere? I need to see things that make my skin crawl, something which inspires massive hatred. I think I'll pass this one to Joseph Cyre, he's always creative with words.
Hours later...
Joseph Cyre, the genius with words and language was finished with the latest speech and promptly sent it to the Führer. Cobragt was indeed very pleased with the result. It was a powerful piece of writing. Clearly not nuanced, biased and filled with prejudiced opinions. It was perfect. Cobragt put on his finest suit, combed his hair and announced to GBA (Guffingford Broadcasting Agency) he would make a speech regarding the recent events. Without hesitation they cancelled all scheduled programmes - nobody complained and within fifteen minutes the Führer was live in the ether. Television, radio, internet. "We are live in five, four, three, two one..." The man pointed to the Führer and the red light 'On the air' went on. Everywhere in the nation public television screens displayed the face of the Führer, with the small party icon in the lower left corner. Everybody was waving and cheering, clapping and shouting praises.
Open international broadcast
"My pure citizens. First, my apologies for interruption of your work. But pressing matters go first. As you may know, a most annoying event in the development stages but nonetheless it has the potential of growing into a world wide conflict. Some of you know, the restless continent of Arda, part of the ludicrous METUS gathering has always been plotting revenge against us. And as you all know, my good citizens of one blood, many have tried something against us but failed. Arda is synonym with failure, with unter-mensch, subhuman filth. They have even allied themselves with the Red Bloc Army just to secure the loyalty of some people who are communist. Alliances with communism. The phrase 'how low can one go' jumps to mind and in all seriousness, Arda is already on the bottom of the bucket. In how many ways is the German Reich superior to them? We are humans, we all believe in the ideals of Social-Nationalism, identity, unity and freedom. They do not know the words honour and loyalty. They will never do anything that might harm themselves, they live at the expense of their ignorant allies, feasting upon their rotting corpses whenever they jumped into the breach once more to save their ringleader from harming them even more than their worst enemy. You see..." The overwhelming applause and cheering even made its way into the private studio and some of the crewmembers couldn't resist clapping, dancing and almost looking at him as God himself. The Führer thanked everyone and gently asked everybody to calm down. He continued. "...Citizens of the world, you can see for yourself my people are a happy people. Void from the evil of democracy, we have the right to voice our opinion. Our opinion about Arda. Of course the Arda inhabitants will look at me and call this speech untrue, biased and a blunt lie. Do they have the right to speak? No! All of their countries are misguided by a fool who thinks they rule the world. Led by the most inhumane desires of lust, greed and murder they are the lowest of the lowest earth has to offer. They can only take, they do not give. Our Reich gives prosperity and welfare to the people, and they give love and obedience in return. We are the true people of earth, the chosen race. Death to the eternal enemies of The German Reich, death to the traitors, death to those who oppose the march of Social-Nationalism. Our eternal allies, too many to name will stand firm with us in our joint crusade against the dark armies of ignorance, lawlessness, immorality and communism..." The speech hasn't reached its end yet, but it was pointless to continue. The German citizens were mad of love for the Führer, and were running through the streets hugging everyone, shaking hands. The people of The United Reich of Guffingford are united in celebration and the joyful, glorious feeling of supremacy.
I dare you to prove them wrong.