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| Topic Started: Mar 21 2016, 08:14 PM (213 Views) | |
| Lance Faraday | Mar 21 2016, 08:14 PM Post #1 |
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OOC: Caos whenever your ready. |
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| Lance Faraday | Mar 22 2016, 11:42 PM Post #2 |
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The President sat in his chair, contemplating the future of his nation, the light on the communication equipment flashed red; on and off. As if on queue the Head of Internal Security appeared from the doorway, "Whenever your ready Mr. President." and stepped out of the room. The President sat in silence for a few seconds and picked up the receiver, the operator on the other end said "Putting you through to DEN now Mr. President." He felt either dread or anxiety as the ear piece began to ring... |
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| Caos | Mar 23 2016, 02:24 AM Post #3 |
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Maximus sat in his chair at his desk, off in the corner of the slightly large room. With his feet up on the desk, his pen twirling in his fingers, and his cap on his feet, he looked more like a young man than a leader, but both he was. To his right, the phone began ringing, and he reached over to pick it up, looking at the caller ID, then looking out the window. He had to smile. It was an old friend of his. "Hello. Maximus speaking." |
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| Lance Faraday | Mar 23 2016, 02:53 AM Post #4 |
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He smiled nervously into the empty room, "Hello Comrade, how long has it been since we last spoke?" |
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| Caos | Mar 23 2016, 01:19 PM Post #5 |
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"You want days or months?" He asked with a laugh, and leaned back. "Not too long. But now we are more official. So, tell me, what is on your mind?" |
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| Lance Faraday | Mar 24 2016, 07:37 AM Post #6 |
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The President sat forward in his chair some, "I must know, what is the state of the world right now? We're currently in talks with the League of Monarchs and the Merchant Republic, but I don't know if I can trust them yet." The President mentally hung on to the word trust, a funny word given the situation, "Let me be frank Maximus, how fucked is it out there?" |
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| Caos | Mar 24 2016, 04:54 PM Post #7 |
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"We haven't started razing cities yet, but it's getting there. Vinitsia you can trust. They wouldn't hurt you, but the rest? Be very careful." He replied, and sighed. "It's slowly going into the shitter, Lance. Slowly going into the shitter." |
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