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Celebrating SubContinent Unity in the City of Wonder.


Maelstrom Vortex
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It was a beautiful day on the coast of Lake Aaron, a couple of million people had assembled along the lakeside. News was circulating there was a fireworks display of immense proportions being prepared for late that night and which had been in works for weeks pending the arrangement between Dragonisia and the Marscurian Empire. In the Marscurian quarter of the city, people were busily trading in their citizenship papers for Dragonisian Citizen Code or their DCC # before heading out into the beautiful day to enjoy the festivities.

A large stage and podium had been established by the lake and open air concerts featuring a number of rock bands was playing for the local audiences. The feeling of calm and stability that permeated the air was remarkable. But it was spring, and for this day, it was very appropriate. These people were seeing a new beginning, a beginning in the safety of a united sub continent wide government's care.

The banners of Dragonisia waved proudly from the flagpoles, the great black dragon holding Franco's star flanked in the background by the stripes of Pacifica waved lazily on the april breeze. Glow sticks were being sold in lieu of post dusk events. Parents struggled to contain and keep watch over their gaggles of children in a bustling crowd. Finally, Chairman Tempoire Anthony Davis came to the stands to a roar of applause. "No, no my people.. I don't deserve this credit.. your government and the staff of the diplomacy corps have lead to this great day as well as the noble people of Marscuria who we now call brothers and sisters as fellow citizens. Additionally, a man who.. could not be here today.. our late Chairman Maelstrom Vortex due to his assassinations as the terrorists had announced. Well.. " He stopped pausing dramatically a bit.. "let us not let that overshadow our celebrations. Because as typical the terrorists LIED!"

Chairman Vortex walked out onto the stage waving to the crowd and despite his somewhat monstrous appearance the applause was almost deafening and went on for several minutes. Davis continued after the crowd calmed a bit, "That's right, he survived.. and quietly this man has served in the background of our nation taking a direct role in peace keeping operations in Northern Pakistan and even tracking down the head of the terrorist cell that sought his life personally so that we all might see today in peace. He also had a strong role in the negotiations with Marscuria and has in fact been in contact with many heads of state during the time of his "demise". Ladies and gentlmen, it pleases me immensely to reinstate and to present to you our beloved Chairman."

Maelstrom walked forward, the roar again grew deafening. He waved the crowd down a bit with his clawed hands. "Ladies and gentlmen, I appreciate your warm welcome. I know this is a day many of you have striven for.. some have given their lives for and dreamed of. I am glad I could be the one to bring it to you, but I assure you, even if I did not stand here today, you would have found someone that would have given you this moment. It is because of you, that I am here. It is because of you I am able to make the changes I wish to make. It is only with your support, that I have any strength at all and let no one ever doubt that. I am just a man, I am not a figure of myth, though I may look like one because of the treatments for the radiation from Tasmania. I live merely to serve those I care for.. and that is you. Every single one of you down to each individual self-beating heart and self-thinking mind. I may not know you personally. I may not even know you save for the fact that you live in the boundaries of the nation I have been elected to protect, but I take my role, my duty.. very seriously."

He continued, "It is your opinions, your perspective on how I govern, by which I govern my own success or failure. If you are not happy, I am unhappy with myself. If you are dieing for our country, then there is a piece of me which is dieing. We may be completely different people, but in the scheme of the world, we are still one living, breathing, healthy, and strong organism. It is the beauty of the design of our government which allows for this. We have found a balance between private and communal ownership that I believe is not paralleled in the world.. allowing for those who are creative to thrive.. while those who suffer due to the ails of nature and time find the strength of the nation and the community to hold them up in the time of their direst of needs. This done that all men and women might find the peak of their creativity.. be rewarded for it.. yet as all men and women fall with time they find the reward of their life's work waiting with the generosity and safety of their government and people at hand. This is the beauty of a well balanced Democratic socialsim."

He further spoke, "Franco gave us a foreign policy by which to thrive. Find a high goal.. reach for it. And if someone stands in their way.. have the courage.. the strength.. the will.. the persistence.. and the grace.. to find a way to befriend them at the best, crush them at the worst. This is how we have achieved our unity. Mostly through friends.. sometimes through the unfortunate need for force of arms. But it is more than just merely a foreign policy, it is also a way of living. The inspiration of which can be traced all the way back to Greek Sparta.. where it was encouraged that all citizens be prepared to walk the way of the warrior where word failed. So it is here in this nation.. a policy which I blame for everyone out here on this lakeside looking so damned handsome and attractive." The crowd chuckled, but it was true that due to mandatory military service times as a requirement for citizenship Dragonisia had one of the world's lowest obesity rates.

"In light of the points I have illustrated. I have decided on this, our day of unity, to rename the Nation. Though we may still be called Dragonisia.. our official national name is now the People's Francoist Socialist Meritocracy of Dragonisia."

The crowd burst into cheers. Chanting "Chairman.. Chairman....." for several long minutes before he finally waved them down again, "I've wasted enough of this beautiful day. Everyone enjoy the celebration and the fireworks this evening. Remember, you all have the week off if you WANT it although today is mandatory. New national holiday." The crowd burst into cheers again.

He chuckled and walked off the stage and was escorted to his limo and to a viewing area for the fireworks later that evening with reserved seats for other heads of state who might be in attendence.

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Martens drops by. What an unusual place, he wondered why he hadn't come visit earlier...he seemed to be unacompannied, and smiles as he is led towards one of the chairs, willing to see the face of the man he had signed that Non-aggression pact with. Martens hadn't liked him at first, but now he was thinking that he had been too quick to judge.

It was just a shame that they were so far away. As he looks around at everything, he notices that they seem good warriors. He adjusts his unusually white instead of black uniform and arrives to the firework-viewing area. Had he been the first to come, even though he was so far away?

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He looks into the eyes of the man arriving, dressed in white.. and unless he was wearing contacts would know immediately who he was. The regalia of his uniform, however, would make it doubly certain, "Kaiser Martens I presume?" He tilted his head faintly to the side in question. "Welcome to unity day. Hope your trip in was uneventful." He offered his clawed hand to be shaken.

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With a rather unceremonious rumble, a wheelchair with tracks arrived on the scene. In it sat a man whose mind had taken a long vacation since the day he started a war that was to shape the world as it is now.

It was the former - and quite old - chairman Lynneth, dressed in a similar suit as he was when he was Chairman. He had somehow found out that Martens would be nearby...Thus, this insane man, his vehicle armed with machine guns, anti-tank weaponry and other such things, drove around, trying to find the first of the Messengers, as he called four specific men on this planet.

"Where...is he, the man calling himself Kaiser..?"

Incidentially, he would drive closely past Martens and Vortex.

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As Martens was a monster himself, he felt perfectly comfortable with the Dragon's unusual features and shook the hands firmly, looking at him with his red eyes for a moment respectfully, as if acknowledging they're similar, afterwards smiling.

"You Sir have done an awfully good job. I must confess I didn't think you'd last much. But you proved me wrong in many ways. I ought to steal some architectural ideas from here for Nordland!" He grins.

...Then he noticed the Panzerchair moving by them.

". . ."

"...Just what the hell is that?" He tilts his head, whispering to himself, then looking back to Vortex.

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"That is a rolling security breach...?" He queries and half-states. He pulls out his cell-phone and walkie-talkies his security team, "We've an armed loony in a wheel chair heading due south of the launch site. He may be a rep from another nation so be VERY careful in his apprehension. Appears to be HEAVILY armed. Please verify nationality, apprehend, disarm as safely to him and yourselves as possible then contact the embassy of the appropriate nation to ask where he should be sent. Thanks."

"Copy that.. sorry sir."

He puts the walkie-talkie away.

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The "tankman" seemed to have supernatural hearing, because just as Martens finished talking, the trackchair turned towards him and Maelstrom.

In Fact, Lynneth did indeed have some changes made to him, via the means of technology. His ears and eyes had been slightly enhanced, and thanks to genetic treatment he did, in fact, not need this "wheelchair". That didn't stop him from sitting in it and being a literal driving mini-tank.

"I...see that you have come as I thought, Kaiser. Greetings from an old friend and enemy."

The chair drove closer to the two, until it was roughly two meters away from them.

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"Cake, buffet.. hot dogs.. hamburgers, and in your case no this doesn't mean citizens of the city of hamburg to feast on though I know that'd likely be delightful. Umm... Lots of food in general." He first responded to Martens, then he saw the man in the panzerchair approaching.

He looked towards the man in the chair. "Did you really have to bring all those heavy arms to the party?" He blinked a couple times, nictating membranes covering his eyes as he did so in their typical reptilian fashion. "Who are you and from whence do you hail?"

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Martens stood there for a while, not knowing what to say. In the meantime, a waiter came offering cake to all of them. Martens took a piece and watching the Tankman chewed on a little bit of cake...it took him a bit, but then it hit him like a brick and his free hand smacks his own forehead.

"AHHH, it is you!" Yet he smiled happily.

"Nice to see you man! That was one hell of a battle you guys put up! I'll be damned, most of the rest of the opponents were just surrender monkeys! This caek is truly delicious! Hamburgers? You know I prefer Hamburgerinnas instead, hah."

He starts to eat some more of it.

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He looked towards the man in the chair. "Did you really have to bring all those heavy arms to the party?" He blinked a couple times, nictating membranes covering his eyes as he did so in their typical reptilian fashion. "Who are you and from whence do you hail?"

"The Kaiser knows, though you do not. I shall tell you who I am. Formerly Chairman of Saboria, now only a madman and watcher of time. Lynneth is my name, Vortex, and I know you. Perhaps better than you think."

Martens stood there for a while, not knowing what to say. In the meantime, a waiter came offering cake to all of them. Martens took a piece and watching the Tankman chewed on a little bit of cake...it took him a bit, but then it hit him like a brick and his free hand smacks his own forehead.

"AHHH, it is you!" Yet he smiled happily.

"Nice to see you man! That was one hell of a battle you guys put up! I'll be damned, most of the rest of the opponents were just surrender monkeys! This caek is truly delicious! Hamburgers? You know I prefer Hamburgerinnas instead, hah."

He starts to eat some more of it.

"Hungry? That I am not. I merely have come to see you in person another time, Kaiser. The red tide failed, and I truly lost almost everything. Except my capability to watch, each and everyone. You, Vortex, Tintagyl, everyone."

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"Red Tide?" The Chairman was at a loss for words. Not sure entirely what this concept was. Hoping someone would fill in the gaps. "Well, if you're stuck with watching me, I sure hope you like what you see. I do try my best not to disappoint." A rare hamburger was brought to him dressed with thick spices and faint sea-salting. A few vegetables were on the slice, but not many. He took a bite out of it. The hamburger had been made to scale, meaning it was about 2-3 times the normal size of a burger to make for a proper bite size for the chairman's overbite. He chewed while listening to the other two fossils converse.

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"Oh, do not worry about that. You see, definitions of who is and isn't mad vary depending on different eras and years, so if you hold on for long enough, you'll see you'll eventually be sane again! Lastly...I've lost much too and I came back. Then, I came back again. You're a survivor just like me, you see."

He steps back so he can have both Maelstrom and Lynneth within his line of sight. "In fact, all of us are survivors, right? Either way I'm honored to see a worthy former opponent. Red tide...was when Saboria invaded Nordland. It didn't work well. Though they fought better than most other people."

More caek is eaten. Martens afterwards grins.

"Is that a hamburger or a hamburger? Either way it looks good."

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"Unfortunately, eating the sentient is still illegal in Dragonisia." He chortles. "Unless they're terrorists.. so the blood is just cow blood." Was he serious or not? Actually, if one checks line 38, sub paragraph b, section 3 of legal punishments for acts of terror and assassination, the Chairman has reserved the right to eat terrorists that try to kill him alive and by whatever means he deems appropriate since it no longer falls under the technical description of cannibalism as it pertains to his new species.

"I wonder how many other folks will be showing up, we still have an hour or two til the fireworks are lit." He looked outside at dimming glimmers of twilight streaming red, blue and purple across a near cloudless sky.

Noting CEO Keshav's arrival, he would turn, "Chairman Keshav! What a pleasant surprise. Welcome to the party. I'd shake your hand, but it's a bit of a mess at a moment." As was his mouth as he took a napkin and cleaned himself up a bit.

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"Red Tide?" The Chairman was at a loss for words. Not sure entirely what this concept was. Hoping someone would fill in the gaps. "Well, if you're stuck with watching me, I sure hope you like what you see. I do try my best not to disappoint." A rare hamburger was brought to him dressed with thick spices and faint sea-salting. A few vegetables were on the slice, but not many. He took a bite out of it. The hamburger had been made to scale, meaning it was about 2-3 times the normal size of a burger to make for a proper bite size for the chairman's overbite. He chewed while listening to the other two fossils converse.

"I care not for fireworks, Vortex. Asking what the red tide is? You need to read your history, indeed. I once declared war on Martens, failed, and was disposed of. Had I been successful, neither I nor him would be standing here."

"Oh, do not worry about that. You see, definitions of who is and isn't mad vary depending on different eras and years, so if you hold on for long enough, you'll see you'll eventually be sane again! Lastly...I've lost much too and I came back. Then, I came back again. You're a survivor just like me, you see."

He steps back so he can have both Maelstrom and Lynneth within his line of sight. "In fact, all of us are survivors, right? Either way I'm honored to see a worthy former opponent. Red tide...was when Saboria invaded Nordland. It didn't work well. Though they fought better than most other people."

More caek is eaten. Martens afterwards grins.

"Is that a hamburger or a hamburger? Either way it looks good."

"You may be a survivor, but I am dead already. You keep me alive, one way or another, be it your mere existence or pure hate. When you die, so shall I, messenger of the second Horseman, War."

Lynneth didn't move a lot, merely sitting there, in front of Martens and Maelstrom, on the Tankchair.

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"Then...you're gonna be in this world for a long, long time...my friend...hate...? No, no hate...Which Horseman am I to be...?"

"I will stay for as long as is necessary. And you did not listen properly. You are not a Horseman, but a messenger of one of them. The messenger of War are you, Kaiser, for wherever you go, he follows."

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No problem Chairman Vortex. *Bends low and whispers* I have a friend who has been wanting to meet you since she left the Dragon Empire. Someone who was one of your ministers in the old Empire? Minister of Diplomacy infact. Once your done with dinner we shall meet her privately, if you wish,

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The King of Cochin arrived with his customary escort of Chaver soldiers. Accompanying him on his first state visit to Dragonisia was his cousin brother and Secretary of External Affairs, Dr. K.P.Varma. Bidding his guards to stand guard the King and his minister proceeded to the dias to meet his new allies.

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Madame Unicorn arrives, having taken a short plane ride from her country, with her secretary and a couple of bodyguards.

Making her way over to the dignitaries and other heads of state, she notices the Chairman out of the corner of her and and walks over, extending her hand.

"It's good to see you, Chairman." the Madame says, a smile on her face.

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