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The Truth About The Exodus (RKG)

Random Kingdom
05-10-2005, 21:38
OOC: This is a sequel to the series of incidents that began with the Farmina-Random Kingdom War, especially the Exodus (It is legend that Acoran Smith I commanded a mass exodus of RK citizens from under the secret services' noses).

Subtitled RKG as it is a RP/story/incident involving the RK government. (All space project happenings are usually given the designation of RKSP)

IC: Acoran jumped onto the sofa. "So, tell me why you wanted to see me."
It was rare that he ever got visitors in his penthouse at the top floor of the central spire. No-one was ever allowed past the tenth floor without clearance. The man in front of him, however, was determined to get the Human Representative's attention. He even appealed to Acoran's colleague, Aztor, the Nonhuman/Ceverian (Geckoid is now generally seen as a racial slur, as the race have apparently transcended the gecko class they originated from) Representative, and wrote three letters to the office.

But instead of talking, the man produced a small chest, and a key. Acoran had seen the chest before, but not the key.

"Open it," the mysterious man commanded. Acoran felt taken aback, he was the man's superior, but a sudden memory removed all resistance from the man. He took the chest, and unlocked it.

Inside was a photo of his father, the late Acoran I, with a blonde twelve-year old image of himself smiling into the fedora-wearing orphan of forty-two.

"Please leave," the middle-aged politician muttered, his voice suddenly smothered in sadness, "I wish to appraise this... alone."

The man disappeared into the lobby, and Acoran quickly shut and locked the door. He solemnly marched into his study, and sat in his reading-chair, placing the chest on the marble desk.

Taking the photo out of the casket and flipping it, he noticed a small envelope glued in place. It was addressed to him.

Carefully unfolding the tab and taking the parchment out, he was horrified to find that it was a letter from his late father. And that was when he remembered where he had seen the chest before.

It was dropped by his father back in the attic almost thirty years ago, when he was assassinated. He took it with him, but never found the key. And his father's dying words:

"Look after this trinket for me, someday it will be unlocked, and the great secret within will be yours to know."

Acoran looked upwards and sighed. That day was today.
Random Kingdom
05-10-2005, 23:43
"Acoran, my son,

If you are reading this then you have been found by Goman, who I have trusted with the key over anyone else. For many years now you will have lived always believing the legend of the Exodus. But now you are old enough to be told the truth. I never led the Exodus, nor did I ever help any citizen escape. In fact, the entire Exodus never happened. It was our excuse for a massacre of citizens by the SS. I was the leader of that mass extermination. I was always with the Farminans, and I have always regretted it. Please forgive me.

The truth about your father is a long and twisted tale that I cannot tell. Seek Goman. He will explain more than this letter can.

-Your Deceitful Father."

Acoran quickly re-scanned the letter and tore it in half in anger and disbelief. He then realised who the shadowy man was. He unlocked the door and ran down the lobby. His brother had gone.
Random Kingdom
06-10-2005, 21:37
Meanwhile, deep underground the Acorian central arcology...

"I have given it to him. Any time soon he'll come bumbling down here, and right into the end of his political career."

Two men were sitting in an abandoned sewer tunnel, one a middle-aged trenchcoat-wearing Acorian, the other a much older, grey-haired southerner, with a scar running down his right cheek. His face was heavily wrinkled but he had a childish smile on his face.

"And how will I do that? I've been gone for over 30 years!" the elder exclaimed. The younger handed him a gun.

"No! I refuse to kill my own son! Even if he is a reformist... scum."

The trenchcoat-wearer pointed a shotgun to the man's head.

"You do it or I'll tell everyone your little secret," the youth said coolly. He pointed, with the shotgun, to a piece of paper taped to the wall.

It was an advert for a book: "The Truth About The Exodus" by Acoran Smith II.

"I will tell them the truth... about the truth." the younger whispered in the elder's ear.
Random Kingdom
10-10-2005, 00:57
Acoran ran from the fifteenth-floor elevator and collapsed in a heap before a puzzled clerk. The secretary gasped, then picked up a letter from the desk and shoved it into the representative's face.

"Meet me at the twentieth basement floor alone. - Goman"