ChapatrapHere's the first PoW posts for those of us (that I remember) who joined during the MCF era. Because why not? (And now to never return again to the MCF.)
Rhode Island, New England (Declaration of Independence Speech)
The day had arrived. It was time to make things official. Robert Holland would go out in front of a multitude of supporters to make the declaration they had been waiting for for so long. Some of Robert's most trusted advisors wished him luck as he stepped out onto a stage in front of the Rhode Island State capitol building. The crowd roared as he came into view, and the blinding flashes of cameras lit the area.
He waited for the crowd to settle and began his speech,
" We live in turbulent times, and under a nation who's true colors have blossomed in recent years. Blossoming that unlike a flower, or plant, did not symbolize the beginning of a new stage in a life of happiness and prosperity, but a stage of radical change toward a darker future.
We live under a nation who's changed the very foundations our forefathers set for us. The very ideals they fought for - a nation that was fully capable and willing to fire on unarmed, peaceful protesters nearly forty years ago, yet unable to retake its territories in the Philippines, and most recently, unable to protect its citizens from Canadian invasion.
A nation lead by leaders who have been guided by grudges, their campaigns fueled by hate. A nation continuously ruled by leaders who only steer us toward destruction. Waging wars for their pleasure, wars waged simply to quench their thirst for blood, and to end their grudges and resentments.
Leaders whose priorities are set elsewhere while their people sit neglected, their demands going unheard. It is during these times that the people rise and cry out for change, and when their cries go unheard, it becomes a matter of not if, but when their cries turn to booms.
It is during these times, that it becomes necessary for the people to dissolve the political bands which have connected them with another, and upon stating the cause which impel them to their separation, they bring forward a declaration.
It is then, that I, in the name, and by the authority of the good people of New England, solemnly publish and declare, that these unified states are, and of right ought to be free and independent of the United States of America. Liberated from any allegiance to the United States government, and that all political connections to the United States are, and ought to be, dissolved; We hereby declare New England independent from the United States, signaling a new beginning towards a brighter future! "
The crowds erupted in cheers as Robert walked off stage and into the capitol building. Men throwing their hats into the air, women overwhelmed with tears of joy. This was a grand day, one that would live forever in history regardless of the end result.
Last edited by HugTheZombies: Dec 12, 2011
The day had arrived. It was time to make things official. Robert Holland would go out in front of a multitude of supporters to make the declaration they had been waiting for for so long. Some of Robert's most trusted advisors wished him luck as he stepped out onto a stage in front of the Rhode Island State capitol building. The crowd roared as he came into view, and the blinding flashes of cameras lit the area.
He waited for the crowd to settle and began his speech,
" We live in turbulent times, and under a nation who's true colors have blossomed in recent years. Blossoming that unlike a flower, or plant, did not symbolize the beginning of a new stage in a life of happiness and prosperity, but a stage of radical change toward a darker future.
We live under a nation who's changed the very foundations our forefathers set for us. The very ideals they fought for - a nation that was fully capable and willing to fire on unarmed, peaceful protesters nearly forty years ago, yet unable to retake its territories in the Philippines, and most recently, unable to protect its citizens from Canadian invasion.
A nation lead by leaders who have been guided by grudges, their campaigns fueled by hate. A nation continuously ruled by leaders who only steer us toward destruction. Waging wars for their pleasure, wars waged simply to quench their thirst for blood, and to end their grudges and resentments.
Leaders whose priorities are set elsewhere while their people sit neglected, their demands going unheard. It is during these times that the people rise and cry out for change, and when their cries go unheard, it becomes a matter of not if, but when their cries turn to booms.
It is during these times, that it becomes necessary for the people to dissolve the political bands which have connected them with another, and upon stating the cause which impel them to their separation, they bring forward a declaration.
It is then, that I, in the name, and by the authority of the good people of New England, solemnly publish and declare, that these unified states are, and of right ought to be free and independent of the United States of America. Liberated from any allegiance to the United States government, and that all political connections to the United States are, and ought to be, dissolved; We hereby declare New England independent from the United States, signaling a new beginning towards a brighter future! "
The crowds erupted in cheers as Robert walked off stage and into the capitol building. Men throwing their hats into the air, women overwhelmed with tears of joy. This was a grand day, one that would live forever in history regardless of the end result.
Last edited by HugTheZombies: Dec 12, 2011
Tokyo, Japan
Having just received the news about what was going on in the USSA and about the NER, Hirohito called three advisers to his aid. Once they were all inside, he began to speak slowly and calmly.
"I assume you all know the situation going on to the east of our shores, am I correct?" Hirohito asked his advisers, all of whom responded positively. "The reason I have called for your assistance today is to ask your opinion about it. I believe that contacting either the NER or their allies would be good. However, we cannot involve ourselves if China takes the side of the USSA. We are to continue keeping out of each others affairs still. However, this brings up another option which may lend great aid to the NER and their allies. If we are on the side of the NER, and China is on the side of the USSA, perhaps, and this is just a wild guess, keep in mind. Perhaps we can speak with China, and come to an agreement that neither of us will involve ourselves in this conflict. If it comes to it, we can agree to sending weaponry to our respective sides, but as long as neither of us lend men to either side, I believe it will give the NER a chance. But we cannot allow them to lose to the USSA. That is the reason I called you here. I need you to share your opinions on this, my wise counsel.
After a brief moment of silence, one man stepped forward, bowing before the emperor. "His majesty. While I agree that we cannot let the USSA take back the NER, I also must say that at this time, we are not ready for the possibility of an attack on our homeland. We have our treaty with the Chinese, but I feel if we involve ourselves too much, it can be seen as breaking the treaty on our end, and lead to an Chinese invasion of Japan." After bowing again, the man stepped back, laving room for the others to say their part.
The second the first man stepped away, a second, taller man, who was closer in age to the emperor, stepped forward. "His majesty. While Nori here does make a good point, the same could be applied to the Chinese, which is what I believe you meant. We could just as easily call them out for breaking the treaty by involving themselves in a war which would harm our allies, and by extension, us, due to lack of resources our allies would be able to trade. However, I must disagree with you. While compared to China, the amount of men we can send is a much smaller number, we have been working on military technology for the last few years, and we have, to say the least, made some great advances. Our ships are almost ready to be armed with the new rocket technology. Within a month, our scientists have promised it's completion. On top of that, our ground troops will be armed with a new type of gun, which holds more ammunition, and is far more accurate than what we have now. Finally, our new jets are on the way, but... Our engineers cannot promise they will be ready before the month ends. What I am trying to say is... Should things take a turn for the worse, we will be ready." Bowing, the man stepped back, leaving room for the final one to step forward.
The last man to bow before the emperor was of average height, and far more muscular than the other two. He was somewhere in his fifties, and had dark grey hair to match. As he spoke, he spoke with confidence and authority. "His Majesty. I can assure you that my men will be able to hold off any kind of attack, so worrying about us getting attacked isn't an issue. However, we shouldn't go seeking war at the current time. If we can train more men before getting involved in anything, it could be the tipping point we need. That said, I fully agree with trading with the NER, so long as China doesn't see it as breaking the treaty. I believe our first and foremost plan should be to contact them. But then again, contacting the NER and their allies first, and ensuring good relations with them would be a good plan, as well. If they are our allies and trade partners before the call with China, our position would be greater before contacting them. So. I say contact the NER, and then the Chinese. Kichirou and Nori both made good points, but if we want this to go smoothly, our best plan of action is contacting the young NER first." Bowing, the man stepped back.
Emperor Hirohito sat before his advisor, considering all of their ideas. Individually and together. Finally, he stood, signifying he had made a decision. "Get me something to write with. We need to get a letter to the NER president. Oh, and general Ichihara, if you wouldn't mind staying, I wish to consult you further on this matter." Bowing, the other two left in a hurry, while the general stayed sitting before the emperor. "Now... You said our men would be ready. That is good. However, I need you to go around and check the status of all the advancements Kichirou mentioned. If we can get them sooner, make sure it happens. While we are safe from a Chinese invasion, the USSA has other allies, and may see our relations with the NER as a threat. I want to be ready if the USSA or her allies declare war on Japan. You are dismissed."
Standing and bowing one last time, the general left the room, as Kichirou once again entered, carrying the writing supplies for the emperor. "Here you go, his majesty. Will this be all..?"
Hirohito nodded, but held up his hand, signifying his adviser to wait. After writing up the letter, he folded it, put his imperial seal upon it, and gave it to his adviser. "Modegi Kichirou. I want you to personally put this letter in the hands of the NER president. I will have Nori call them, letting them know I am sending you as an ambassador. Please prepare your things, and let your family know. You are getting on a plane to North America tonight."
Kichirou bowed, and, letter in hand, left the Emperor. He immediately placed the letter within an envelope, and then into a briefcase. He then gathered his things, and headed home, to say goodbye to his wife and children. Meanwhile, Nori was informed of the call he was to make, and immediately headed for a phone, and placed a call to the NER government. After waiting to be connected, he finally spoke, rusty as his English was. "Hello. May I speak with somebody who can deliver a message to your president?" Nori waited patiently, but secretly was excited. This is the first communication Japan would be having with anybody outside their Empire in a while.
Last edited by Feokris: Jan 12, 2012
Having just received the news about what was going on in the USSA and about the NER, Hirohito called three advisers to his aid. Once they were all inside, he began to speak slowly and calmly.
"I assume you all know the situation going on to the east of our shores, am I correct?" Hirohito asked his advisers, all of whom responded positively. "The reason I have called for your assistance today is to ask your opinion about it. I believe that contacting either the NER or their allies would be good. However, we cannot involve ourselves if China takes the side of the USSA. We are to continue keeping out of each others affairs still. However, this brings up another option which may lend great aid to the NER and their allies. If we are on the side of the NER, and China is on the side of the USSA, perhaps, and this is just a wild guess, keep in mind. Perhaps we can speak with China, and come to an agreement that neither of us will involve ourselves in this conflict. If it comes to it, we can agree to sending weaponry to our respective sides, but as long as neither of us lend men to either side, I believe it will give the NER a chance. But we cannot allow them to lose to the USSA. That is the reason I called you here. I need you to share your opinions on this, my wise counsel.
After a brief moment of silence, one man stepped forward, bowing before the emperor. "His majesty. While I agree that we cannot let the USSA take back the NER, I also must say that at this time, we are not ready for the possibility of an attack on our homeland. We have our treaty with the Chinese, but I feel if we involve ourselves too much, it can be seen as breaking the treaty on our end, and lead to an Chinese invasion of Japan." After bowing again, the man stepped back, laving room for the others to say their part.
The second the first man stepped away, a second, taller man, who was closer in age to the emperor, stepped forward. "His majesty. While Nori here does make a good point, the same could be applied to the Chinese, which is what I believe you meant. We could just as easily call them out for breaking the treaty by involving themselves in a war which would harm our allies, and by extension, us, due to lack of resources our allies would be able to trade. However, I must disagree with you. While compared to China, the amount of men we can send is a much smaller number, we have been working on military technology for the last few years, and we have, to say the least, made some great advances. Our ships are almost ready to be armed with the new rocket technology. Within a month, our scientists have promised it's completion. On top of that, our ground troops will be armed with a new type of gun, which holds more ammunition, and is far more accurate than what we have now. Finally, our new jets are on the way, but... Our engineers cannot promise they will be ready before the month ends. What I am trying to say is... Should things take a turn for the worse, we will be ready." Bowing, the man stepped back, leaving room for the final one to step forward.
The last man to bow before the emperor was of average height, and far more muscular than the other two. He was somewhere in his fifties, and had dark grey hair to match. As he spoke, he spoke with confidence and authority. "His Majesty. I can assure you that my men will be able to hold off any kind of attack, so worrying about us getting attacked isn't an issue. However, we shouldn't go seeking war at the current time. If we can train more men before getting involved in anything, it could be the tipping point we need. That said, I fully agree with trading with the NER, so long as China doesn't see it as breaking the treaty. I believe our first and foremost plan should be to contact them. But then again, contacting the NER and their allies first, and ensuring good relations with them would be a good plan, as well. If they are our allies and trade partners before the call with China, our position would be greater before contacting them. So. I say contact the NER, and then the Chinese. Kichirou and Nori both made good points, but if we want this to go smoothly, our best plan of action is contacting the young NER first." Bowing, the man stepped back.
Emperor Hirohito sat before his advisor, considering all of their ideas. Individually and together. Finally, he stood, signifying he had made a decision. "Get me something to write with. We need to get a letter to the NER president. Oh, and general Ichihara, if you wouldn't mind staying, I wish to consult you further on this matter." Bowing, the other two left in a hurry, while the general stayed sitting before the emperor. "Now... You said our men would be ready. That is good. However, I need you to go around and check the status of all the advancements Kichirou mentioned. If we can get them sooner, make sure it happens. While we are safe from a Chinese invasion, the USSA has other allies, and may see our relations with the NER as a threat. I want to be ready if the USSA or her allies declare war on Japan. You are dismissed."
Standing and bowing one last time, the general left the room, as Kichirou once again entered, carrying the writing supplies for the emperor. "Here you go, his majesty. Will this be all..?"
Hirohito nodded, but held up his hand, signifying his adviser to wait. After writing up the letter, he folded it, put his imperial seal upon it, and gave it to his adviser. "Modegi Kichirou. I want you to personally put this letter in the hands of the NER president. I will have Nori call them, letting them know I am sending you as an ambassador. Please prepare your things, and let your family know. You are getting on a plane to North America tonight."
Kichirou bowed, and, letter in hand, left the Emperor. He immediately placed the letter within an envelope, and then into a briefcase. He then gathered his things, and headed home, to say goodbye to his wife and children. Meanwhile, Nori was informed of the call he was to make, and immediately headed for a phone, and placed a call to the NER government. After waiting to be connected, he finally spoke, rusty as his English was. "Hello. May I speak with somebody who can deliver a message to your president?" Nori waited patiently, but secretly was excited. This is the first communication Japan would be having with anybody outside their Empire in a while.
Last edited by Feokris: Jan 12, 2012
Yerevan, Armenia
The Fox fiddled with the clips on his briefcase in the back of a taxi heading to Zvartnots International Airport. He also had with him a piece of carry-on luggage with about a week's worth of clothes, a novel for the flight, and a Makarov PM he "borrowed" from the local policeman. Inside the briefcase was his fake ID and passport, a letter from one of the major financial backers of the ASF, his longtime friend Joseph Arakelien, and 10,000 liras in unmarked bills. For all the airport officials knew, he was Aram Nazaryan, and he was visiting his Polish cousins. After five minutes of waiting, The Fox told the driver to pull over. The total charge was 8 liras and 76 kuruş. The Fox reached inside his suit and pulled out a five lira note and four ones. "Sorry. I don't have exact change," The Fox told the driver, "but you can keep the extra."
The Fox smiled and hoisted his luggage out of the cab. Mentally, he rehearsed the order in his head: I've got thirty guys who need something low-profile, rugged, and flexible. I also need it to match caliber with the Turkish service rifle so we can steal ammo from them. The ASF was unknown at this point, and airport security was lazy at Zvartnots. As The Fox strolled over to the security desk, a bored-looking Turkish guard scanned over him for overt weapons, and then dismissed him. He went back to reading his nude magazine with his feet on the desk.
The Fox went to the ticket desk to buy a ticket to Poland. "Hello, ma'am," he said to the 50-something woman who worked there. "I'd like one ticket for the 5 o'clock flight to Lodz, please."
"Sure," the woman said, reaching under the desk to pull out a case with a ticket in it. She tried to strike up small talk with The Fox, "So why are you going to Lodz? Isn't it dangerous?"
"Yes," The Fox said, playing along, "I'm visiting my cousin."
"Indeed." She opened the box and gave him the ticket. "Gate 13 is on your left. Have a nice day."
"You, too." The Fox payed the ticket amount and left.
Last edited by TheEvanCat: Jun 19, 2012
The Fox fiddled with the clips on his briefcase in the back of a taxi heading to Zvartnots International Airport. He also had with him a piece of carry-on luggage with about a week's worth of clothes, a novel for the flight, and a Makarov PM he "borrowed" from the local policeman. Inside the briefcase was his fake ID and passport, a letter from one of the major financial backers of the ASF, his longtime friend Joseph Arakelien, and 10,000 liras in unmarked bills. For all the airport officials knew, he was Aram Nazaryan, and he was visiting his Polish cousins. After five minutes of waiting, The Fox told the driver to pull over. The total charge was 8 liras and 76 kuruş. The Fox reached inside his suit and pulled out a five lira note and four ones. "Sorry. I don't have exact change," The Fox told the driver, "but you can keep the extra."
The Fox smiled and hoisted his luggage out of the cab. Mentally, he rehearsed the order in his head: I've got thirty guys who need something low-profile, rugged, and flexible. I also need it to match caliber with the Turkish service rifle so we can steal ammo from them. The ASF was unknown at this point, and airport security was lazy at Zvartnots. As The Fox strolled over to the security desk, a bored-looking Turkish guard scanned over him for overt weapons, and then dismissed him. He went back to reading his nude magazine with his feet on the desk.
The Fox went to the ticket desk to buy a ticket to Poland. "Hello, ma'am," he said to the 50-something woman who worked there. "I'd like one ticket for the 5 o'clock flight to Lodz, please."
"Sure," the woman said, reaching under the desk to pull out a case with a ticket in it. She tried to strike up small talk with The Fox, "So why are you going to Lodz? Isn't it dangerous?"
"Yes," The Fox said, playing along, "I'm visiting my cousin."
"Indeed." She opened the box and gave him the ticket. "Gate 13 is on your left. Have a nice day."
"You, too." The Fox payed the ticket amount and left.
Last edited by TheEvanCat: Jun 19, 2012
