Tocrowkia
11-08-2007, 23:46
Seth Mahone, Steward of the Tocrowkian Reich once again found him self preparing for a war speech, once more getting ready to rally the Tocrowkian people behind him in a bloody conflict. Unlike the Furry Wars, however, this one had an air of legitimacy behind it. Something he knew to be an actual threat to the Reich, it's people, and her friends.
Mahone buttoned the black dinner jacket up to his neck, leaving the final two unbuttoned as he usually did. He took a final look over him self in the full length mirror, to make sure he looked appropriate for the occasion. His attire was modest, yet formal at the same time. A navy blue tie, black under shirt and matching trousers and shoes completed the look. He certainly was no Goth or emo, but he did like the color black.
He turned, and left the dressing room to be greeted by a flurry of personnel in the halls of the Reichstag. Unlike his previous speech, he was going to conduct this one live, from the halls of the Reichstag, for security, as well as comfort reasons. Mahone pleasantly denied the make-up woman, the refreshment man and the bagel boy. They would only distract him and he wanted to get this over with as fast as possible.
The Steward made his way to his office, where he would be issuing his speech. It was always in immaculate shape, from the pristine and shining redwood desk and the various knick-knacks he kept on it, to the brilliant red paint and silk curtains that covered the windows, but it had somehow been cleaned and tidied up even more than usual for tonight's event.
Making his way again through the crowd of cameramen, sound recorders and various other electronic personnel, he sat on the fine leather chair and cleared his throat once, before the camera's began to film, broadcasting his message world-wide. "Good evening, Tocrowkians. First of all, I would like to issue both my congratulations to our victorious fighting men and women whom have recently returned from crushing the Furry menace beneath the heel of logic and reason, the brave warriors who stood against Allanean decease and corruption. I would also offer my deepest sympathies to those who have lost friends or family in that war, and to those injured."
Mahone paused for a moment, leaving the room silent in tribute to those fallen. "However, yet another menace has slithered out from the various cesspools this world we live in contains. This menace is the Corporate Alliance, whom, for all their vaunted strength and power, have yet to defeat the New Prussian Empire, who's culture we share. The infidel Corporate Alliance rapes their cities, kills their people and attempts to extinguish Nordic Culture and it's people."
He paused once more, letting the gravity of his words seek into the billions watching. "With this in mind, I have decided to resume our own crusade against the heathens of the Corporate Alliance. Nearly a year ago, the former regime of this nation also attempted a war on these barbarians. However, we did not win. The Reich lacked suitable and competent leadership during that time. We have that now, however.
Therefore, my generals and staff have already begun the opening phases of 'Operation: Adventure', our plan, our strategy to rescue our culture in the face of contamination and annihilation. We will show no mercy to the Corporate Alliance and it's member, of that they should be warned.
We will sack their nations. We will rape their lands, we will loot and we will slaughter. We will light their cities up in an inferno of cleansing fire, marking our victory, Tocrowkian and Prussian alike for all to see. These cities will serve as the one thousand points of light in the coming dark days.
We have won the furry wars, and we will win this war. So long as once again, every Tocrowkian man, woman, and child braces his or her duty. So long as every one of us grasp the magnitude of what we do here. I know for fact that we can win, side-by-side with our Nordic brothers. I know for fact that even though we will have to sacrifice many things for victory, said victory will not be in vain. I also know one more thing for fact..." The Steward paused once more, staring intensely at the camera.
"That we, as Tocrowkians, prevail! Sieg Heil!"
And so it begins....
((OOC: My entrance into the NPE-CA war. This thread is for politics. I will post the war thread later >=D ))
Mahone buttoned the black dinner jacket up to his neck, leaving the final two unbuttoned as he usually did. He took a final look over him self in the full length mirror, to make sure he looked appropriate for the occasion. His attire was modest, yet formal at the same time. A navy blue tie, black under shirt and matching trousers and shoes completed the look. He certainly was no Goth or emo, but he did like the color black.
He turned, and left the dressing room to be greeted by a flurry of personnel in the halls of the Reichstag. Unlike his previous speech, he was going to conduct this one live, from the halls of the Reichstag, for security, as well as comfort reasons. Mahone pleasantly denied the make-up woman, the refreshment man and the bagel boy. They would only distract him and he wanted to get this over with as fast as possible.
The Steward made his way to his office, where he would be issuing his speech. It was always in immaculate shape, from the pristine and shining redwood desk and the various knick-knacks he kept on it, to the brilliant red paint and silk curtains that covered the windows, but it had somehow been cleaned and tidied up even more than usual for tonight's event.
Making his way again through the crowd of cameramen, sound recorders and various other electronic personnel, he sat on the fine leather chair and cleared his throat once, before the camera's began to film, broadcasting his message world-wide. "Good evening, Tocrowkians. First of all, I would like to issue both my congratulations to our victorious fighting men and women whom have recently returned from crushing the Furry menace beneath the heel of logic and reason, the brave warriors who stood against Allanean decease and corruption. I would also offer my deepest sympathies to those who have lost friends or family in that war, and to those injured."
Mahone paused for a moment, leaving the room silent in tribute to those fallen. "However, yet another menace has slithered out from the various cesspools this world we live in contains. This menace is the Corporate Alliance, whom, for all their vaunted strength and power, have yet to defeat the New Prussian Empire, who's culture we share. The infidel Corporate Alliance rapes their cities, kills their people and attempts to extinguish Nordic Culture and it's people."
He paused once more, letting the gravity of his words seek into the billions watching. "With this in mind, I have decided to resume our own crusade against the heathens of the Corporate Alliance. Nearly a year ago, the former regime of this nation also attempted a war on these barbarians. However, we did not win. The Reich lacked suitable and competent leadership during that time. We have that now, however.
Therefore, my generals and staff have already begun the opening phases of 'Operation: Adventure', our plan, our strategy to rescue our culture in the face of contamination and annihilation. We will show no mercy to the Corporate Alliance and it's member, of that they should be warned.
We will sack their nations. We will rape their lands, we will loot and we will slaughter. We will light their cities up in an inferno of cleansing fire, marking our victory, Tocrowkian and Prussian alike for all to see. These cities will serve as the one thousand points of light in the coming dark days.
We have won the furry wars, and we will win this war. So long as once again, every Tocrowkian man, woman, and child braces his or her duty. So long as every one of us grasp the magnitude of what we do here. I know for fact that we can win, side-by-side with our Nordic brothers. I know for fact that even though we will have to sacrifice many things for victory, said victory will not be in vain. I also know one more thing for fact..." The Steward paused once more, staring intensely at the camera.
"That we, as Tocrowkians, prevail! Sieg Heil!"
And so it begins....
((OOC: My entrance into the NPE-CA war. This thread is for politics. I will post the war thread later >=D ))