The Transylvania
01-03-2007, 07:02
A few weeks after the release of the Kahanstanian government officials held in the United Dominion, something was going to happen of this day. The setting at the Dominion Commonwealth Headquarters (http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y101/CountJWolf/DominionCommonwealthHeadquarters.jpg), on Boulevard Unirii in Bucharest, was different as there were armed soldiers in the area. Large banners of the United Dominion hung on the massive walls. The Dominion flag flying proudly in the wind as the citizens waited in front of the massive building, formally used as the Council of Twelve cambers, to see what was up.
They looked at the soldiers of the Black Wolves in their smoke gray and black set of Transylvanian body armor carrying their assault rifles with pride, these mercenaries wore the symbol (http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y101/CountJWolf/BWSymbol.jpg) of the Black Wolves with pride and honor, even if they were paid to do their jobs. The people could see the armored swordsmen (http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y101/CountJWolf/LosguardiasdeDiablosArmor.jpg) of los guardias de Diablo, the United Dominion royal bodyguards, standing guard around the entrances of the headquarters. Their flags (http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y101/CountJWolf/LosguardiasdeDiablosFlag.jpg) shown on their chest.
But there was another group of soldiers that were strange to the Dominionites. Men in all black BDUs without weapons and only patch with the letters ‘WW’ in gold on their upper right arm. They stood both tall and muscled being looking at the Dominionites waiting to hear something great. These soldiers of this new and strange WW legion wasn’t all men, there were women in their ranks.
These solders and swordsmen were watching everybody like hawks. Anybody could be threat to the Count or innocent Dominionites in the crowd. At the edge of the wall in front of the Headquarters, which over looked the parking lot that was emptied for today, was a stage that had a Roman look to it with columns and etc. At the center was podium made of white marble with the flag of the United Dominion on it.
DNN (Dominion News Network) news crews were there to catch everything that was going to happen on this day. The Count even invited news reporters from all across the world to come to Bucharest, inviting to come to the start of a new age for the United Dominion and the reason behind the change of titles from the Dominion to the United Dominion.
Then without warning, the Count came out of the front doors of the headquarters. But something was not the same with him. He wasn’t in his cowboy look that he was always seen in. He was wearing a black lōrīca segmentāta with a small, golden wolf head in the center of his chest. The rest of his uniform was all black and he looked like he was Roman legionarie. Well, he was his armor from those times. His katana, Blue Angel, wasn’t at his side as that blade would looked funny. Like it doesn’t with his cowboy look. But at his side was a golden hilted gladius. His black helmet under his right arm. A dark purple cape hung on his soldiers, which almost touched the ground. He choice purple as it was the color of royalty in most nations of the world.
He walked with his powerful look in his eyes and took power steps at what towards the stage, flanked by four Devil’s Guards, two on each side. The Count could heard the cheers from his people. Cheering for one of the two founding fathers of their nation.
As he stepped onto the podium, his brown eyes spanned the coward with a huge smile across his lips as he placed his helmet on the podium. This was a happy day for the United Dominion. One that would bring her into a new age. He rose his hands to quiet the cheers from his people.
“My people!,” he yelled, “Today is a great day. Today is when the United Dominion begins her age of the wolf. For to long, I have been in the back ground of the government of our great nation. Even as the reigning leader of the United Dominion, I still don’t feel like I’m doing the best of my people.”
The Dominionites in the coward looked around, trying to figure out what the Count was talking about. The Count was doing good for his people.
“On this day, I’ll no longer be known as the God-Emperor of the United Dominion,” he started, looking at his people, “As of today, I’ll be known as the Emperor of the United Dominion. I hope the Doomani Caesar doesn’t care, if I take his title as Caesar JWolf. I did serve a number of Roman Caesars in my hey day.”
That made the crowd laugh and cheer some more. Their leader wasn’t turning his back on them.
Again, the Count quieted them down. “On this day, there will be an United Senate formed. Those within the United Senate will have the power to pass bills and laws for the greater good of the United Dominion. In this United Senate will be places for the Dominionite Lord Governors. They will each have a seat in this wonderful senate.” he said, taking a breath as his people looked on.
“The United Senate will be ran by a Chairman, whom will have to power to run the United Senate for the people. The Chairman will act on what is good for the people of the United Dominion. The chairman will be hand picked by the Caesar of the United Dominion.” he said, taking another breath.
“As of my first order as the Caesar of the United Dominion, I here by named Lord Bennet du Paris as the first chairman of the United Senate. His former position as the Secretary of Diplomacy will be taken by Sir Mason Daniels.” said the Count.
The crowd cheered as both of those men were loved and seen as great minds of the United Dominion. They were chants of “Hail Caesar” to “I love you, Count”
“In this senate will be places for regional governor and senators. Anybody can run for a senator positions, but only current government officials of the United Dominion will be allowed to run for both positions.” he said, the people cheered. The power would in the hands of the people in a few ways. “Elections for this positions will be done in the coming months. There will be one regional governor position that will not be in the election.”
“Along with Sir Alexander Octavianus, myself and him will be the Co-Regional Governors of Romania.” he said, more cheering filled the air.
He paused and listened to the cheering of his people. The Count was changing the look of the United Dominion. Going to try and get iron fisted label that many have called him to go away. The United Senate would happy with that and maybe gain more allies. Maybe some that he didn’t think he would gain.
“Now, to tell the reason behind the change of titles from the Dominion to the United Dominion. The reason is that the Dominion has been more untied then she was ten to twenty years ago. With the forming of the United Senate, the new title fits better then plain old title.” he said as more cheers entered the air. Maybe from the cheering this would show the world that his people really did love him.
He looked out at his people and the cameras that where pointed at him. The look in his eyes was off the old Count and if anybody that had followed him, they would see that look and know what it was of. The Count is back and I don’t think he will be going back.
“As of now, I’ll talk to the leaders of the world. If they have any questions about the United Senate, write a message to Chairman Paris or Sir Daniels. Those two gentlemen know a lot of what the United Senate will be,” he said.
“Live long the United Dominion.” he yelled, raising his gladius in the air.
Wit that, he placed his helmet on and walked back toward the headquarters. The chants of ‘Hail Caesar’ filled the air as he walked. He could even hear the chants after he was inside.
OOC: Sorry about that trick in the title, I had to do it. It just sounded like a nice sounding title. Anyway, if you have any question just write to Chairman Paris or Sir Daniels. I’m just in the mood to change and thought the Count need help running things.
Ask away.
They looked at the soldiers of the Black Wolves in their smoke gray and black set of Transylvanian body armor carrying their assault rifles with pride, these mercenaries wore the symbol (http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y101/CountJWolf/BWSymbol.jpg) of the Black Wolves with pride and honor, even if they were paid to do their jobs. The people could see the armored swordsmen (http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y101/CountJWolf/LosguardiasdeDiablosArmor.jpg) of los guardias de Diablo, the United Dominion royal bodyguards, standing guard around the entrances of the headquarters. Their flags (http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y101/CountJWolf/LosguardiasdeDiablosFlag.jpg) shown on their chest.
But there was another group of soldiers that were strange to the Dominionites. Men in all black BDUs without weapons and only patch with the letters ‘WW’ in gold on their upper right arm. They stood both tall and muscled being looking at the Dominionites waiting to hear something great. These soldiers of this new and strange WW legion wasn’t all men, there were women in their ranks.
These solders and swordsmen were watching everybody like hawks. Anybody could be threat to the Count or innocent Dominionites in the crowd. At the edge of the wall in front of the Headquarters, which over looked the parking lot that was emptied for today, was a stage that had a Roman look to it with columns and etc. At the center was podium made of white marble with the flag of the United Dominion on it.
DNN (Dominion News Network) news crews were there to catch everything that was going to happen on this day. The Count even invited news reporters from all across the world to come to Bucharest, inviting to come to the start of a new age for the United Dominion and the reason behind the change of titles from the Dominion to the United Dominion.
Then without warning, the Count came out of the front doors of the headquarters. But something was not the same with him. He wasn’t in his cowboy look that he was always seen in. He was wearing a black lōrīca segmentāta with a small, golden wolf head in the center of his chest. The rest of his uniform was all black and he looked like he was Roman legionarie. Well, he was his armor from those times. His katana, Blue Angel, wasn’t at his side as that blade would looked funny. Like it doesn’t with his cowboy look. But at his side was a golden hilted gladius. His black helmet under his right arm. A dark purple cape hung on his soldiers, which almost touched the ground. He choice purple as it was the color of royalty in most nations of the world.
He walked with his powerful look in his eyes and took power steps at what towards the stage, flanked by four Devil’s Guards, two on each side. The Count could heard the cheers from his people. Cheering for one of the two founding fathers of their nation.
As he stepped onto the podium, his brown eyes spanned the coward with a huge smile across his lips as he placed his helmet on the podium. This was a happy day for the United Dominion. One that would bring her into a new age. He rose his hands to quiet the cheers from his people.
“My people!,” he yelled, “Today is a great day. Today is when the United Dominion begins her age of the wolf. For to long, I have been in the back ground of the government of our great nation. Even as the reigning leader of the United Dominion, I still don’t feel like I’m doing the best of my people.”
The Dominionites in the coward looked around, trying to figure out what the Count was talking about. The Count was doing good for his people.
“On this day, I’ll no longer be known as the God-Emperor of the United Dominion,” he started, looking at his people, “As of today, I’ll be known as the Emperor of the United Dominion. I hope the Doomani Caesar doesn’t care, if I take his title as Caesar JWolf. I did serve a number of Roman Caesars in my hey day.”
That made the crowd laugh and cheer some more. Their leader wasn’t turning his back on them.
Again, the Count quieted them down. “On this day, there will be an United Senate formed. Those within the United Senate will have the power to pass bills and laws for the greater good of the United Dominion. In this United Senate will be places for the Dominionite Lord Governors. They will each have a seat in this wonderful senate.” he said, taking a breath as his people looked on.
“The United Senate will be ran by a Chairman, whom will have to power to run the United Senate for the people. The Chairman will act on what is good for the people of the United Dominion. The chairman will be hand picked by the Caesar of the United Dominion.” he said, taking another breath.
“As of my first order as the Caesar of the United Dominion, I here by named Lord Bennet du Paris as the first chairman of the United Senate. His former position as the Secretary of Diplomacy will be taken by Sir Mason Daniels.” said the Count.
The crowd cheered as both of those men were loved and seen as great minds of the United Dominion. They were chants of “Hail Caesar” to “I love you, Count”
“In this senate will be places for regional governor and senators. Anybody can run for a senator positions, but only current government officials of the United Dominion will be allowed to run for both positions.” he said, the people cheered. The power would in the hands of the people in a few ways. “Elections for this positions will be done in the coming months. There will be one regional governor position that will not be in the election.”
“Along with Sir Alexander Octavianus, myself and him will be the Co-Regional Governors of Romania.” he said, more cheering filled the air.
He paused and listened to the cheering of his people. The Count was changing the look of the United Dominion. Going to try and get iron fisted label that many have called him to go away. The United Senate would happy with that and maybe gain more allies. Maybe some that he didn’t think he would gain.
“Now, to tell the reason behind the change of titles from the Dominion to the United Dominion. The reason is that the Dominion has been more untied then she was ten to twenty years ago. With the forming of the United Senate, the new title fits better then plain old title.” he said as more cheers entered the air. Maybe from the cheering this would show the world that his people really did love him.
He looked out at his people and the cameras that where pointed at him. The look in his eyes was off the old Count and if anybody that had followed him, they would see that look and know what it was of. The Count is back and I don’t think he will be going back.
“As of now, I’ll talk to the leaders of the world. If they have any questions about the United Senate, write a message to Chairman Paris or Sir Daniels. Those two gentlemen know a lot of what the United Senate will be,” he said.
“Live long the United Dominion.” he yelled, raising his gladius in the air.
Wit that, he placed his helmet on and walked back toward the headquarters. The chants of ‘Hail Caesar’ filled the air as he walked. He could even hear the chants after he was inside.
OOC: Sorry about that trick in the title, I had to do it. It just sounded like a nice sounding title. Anyway, if you have any question just write to Chairman Paris or Sir Daniels. I’m just in the mood to change and thought the Count need help running things.
Ask away.