Dontgonearthere
24-03-2007, 03:17
Viewed from above, Dontgonearthere looked something like any given Russian rulers wet dream. From ground level, though, it had some issues.
The plume of smoke rising from Ekateringrad was not, or at least, not yet, visible from space. Presently it was only houses that were burning. The mob in the street, however, seemed intent on ensuring that somebody took note of what was going on here.
Chants of "Evryeictva vne!" and "Cmerti ka Evryeictvam!" echoed throughout the cities streets as a number of shops were broken into, looted, or set on fire, depending on how offensive the owner happened to be to those closest to their shop.
Meanwhile, local police contented themselves with a few shots of vodka and a nice game of cards. Local firecrews, reticent to enter the areas of the worst rioting, settled for containing the fire.
For two days, Ekateringrad blazed.
And, oddly enough, no government response was issued. Considering the level of violence, one might have thought that troops would have been moved to the city, or that the police would have been put on alert.
The only notable result was a mass exodus from the city, almost 10,000 men, women, and children apparently attempting to make their way south.
Meanwhile, the resulting realestate in Ekateringrad was promptly put to good use by the Dontgonearthere goverment in constructing several factories. Curiously enough, no protest was made at the fact that one of the oldest parts of the city had been burned to the ground and converted into a rather ugly factory complex.
The plume of smoke rising from Ekateringrad was not, or at least, not yet, visible from space. Presently it was only houses that were burning. The mob in the street, however, seemed intent on ensuring that somebody took note of what was going on here.
Chants of "Evryeictva vne!" and "Cmerti ka Evryeictvam!" echoed throughout the cities streets as a number of shops were broken into, looted, or set on fire, depending on how offensive the owner happened to be to those closest to their shop.
Meanwhile, local police contented themselves with a few shots of vodka and a nice game of cards. Local firecrews, reticent to enter the areas of the worst rioting, settled for containing the fire.
For two days, Ekateringrad blazed.
And, oddly enough, no government response was issued. Considering the level of violence, one might have thought that troops would have been moved to the city, or that the police would have been put on alert.
The only notable result was a mass exodus from the city, almost 10,000 men, women, and children apparently attempting to make their way south.
Meanwhile, the resulting realestate in Ekateringrad was promptly put to good use by the Dontgonearthere goverment in constructing several factories. Curiously enough, no protest was made at the fact that one of the oldest parts of the city had been burned to the ground and converted into a rather ugly factory complex.