Estovakia
03-09-2005, 19:13
"Greetings fellow brothers and sisters, a new age is upon us! We throw down the shackles of corporate vultures and empty promises of the capitalist, the dead beat communists, and other traitors to the country.
Let them burn in HELL!" the fiery man roared.
The crowd's collective cheers rose above the smoldering ruins of what was once the capital.
"Let the mighty and righteous rule the country once more!"
The crowd's applause was unyelding, and took a full fifteen minutes to quiet.
"Let us clean out the cities! Rid ourselves of the scourage! Smash in their windows! Break down their doors! Death to traitors!!!"
The man revealed behind himself a cage full of formerly wealthy businessmen, politicians, and other famous figures. He opened the cage and watched as they fell out, for their legs and arms were bound and thus they could not keep their balance.
"Watch how they crawl! Ladies and gentlemen! Watch how they crawl! The worms and maggots, ladies and gentlemen, the scum of the earth! The leeches that enrich themselves off of your hard work, the politicians that abandoned us to the dogs, the men who "knew" your pain, remember?"
"Kill them all!" The crowd yelled.
"In time my friends, in time. First their going to "earn" their wealth back. Into the work camps they go!"
A group of soldiers carried off the squirming, frightened, people off the platform.
"For now let us rebuild, let us all work to a better tommorrow, let no man become lazy. We must all do our share."
The man ominously looked at the crowd, a hint of further things to come. "And let no man, or woman, who dares support their cause, those maggots, live."
The man was no other than "Imperator" Marcus, the new leader of Estovakia. He walked off the steps of what was once the main entrance of the Parliament and was escorted by the Royal Guard back to what was once the White House, now the new living quarters of the Imperator.
Let them burn in HELL!" the fiery man roared.
The crowd's collective cheers rose above the smoldering ruins of what was once the capital.
"Let the mighty and righteous rule the country once more!"
The crowd's applause was unyelding, and took a full fifteen minutes to quiet.
"Let us clean out the cities! Rid ourselves of the scourage! Smash in their windows! Break down their doors! Death to traitors!!!"
The man revealed behind himself a cage full of formerly wealthy businessmen, politicians, and other famous figures. He opened the cage and watched as they fell out, for their legs and arms were bound and thus they could not keep their balance.
"Watch how they crawl! Ladies and gentlemen! Watch how they crawl! The worms and maggots, ladies and gentlemen, the scum of the earth! The leeches that enrich themselves off of your hard work, the politicians that abandoned us to the dogs, the men who "knew" your pain, remember?"
"Kill them all!" The crowd yelled.
"In time my friends, in time. First their going to "earn" their wealth back. Into the work camps they go!"
A group of soldiers carried off the squirming, frightened, people off the platform.
"For now let us rebuild, let us all work to a better tommorrow, let no man become lazy. We must all do our share."
The man ominously looked at the crowd, a hint of further things to come. "And let no man, or woman, who dares support their cause, those maggots, live."
The man was no other than "Imperator" Marcus, the new leader of Estovakia. He walked off the steps of what was once the main entrance of the Parliament and was escorted by the Royal Guard back to what was once the White House, now the new living quarters of the Imperator.