Workers of the World, Unite!

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LOCATION: The Port, Nameless ness
DATE: June the 1st, 2006

A teenager had just come out of a container off a container ship. A NN guard had caught him trying to sneak into the country.
“STOP!”

“But sir, I wish to live here”

“No, kid, you can’t come in.”

“But sir, I’ve come from afar… looking for a home.”

“Well, you cannot stay here. I’m sorry, comrade, but you will have to leave here before they find you.”

“…”

“They’ll kill you, comrade, so do hurry. And I’m sorry I couldn’t do more for you.”

“Alright then…”

The teen climbed back into the ship and it soon departed.

Poor kid, the guard thought, staring down the coast at the departing ship. If he’s trying to get IN here, his life must be really bad…

As the guard walked away from the pier, he saw the next line of ships come. They were ships carrying arms. But he checked the list. It said they were going to… Wait, that can’t be right. Oh well, they’re going to where they always go, so who cares what they call it anymore?

Little did this guard know that these arms were going to help a proletarian revolution in one of the most capitalist countries in TEP, a region that guard would never hear of, as another NNS officer had reported his crime of letting the kid leave.

LOCATION: Marxigrad, Marclenia
DATE: May the 1st, 2007

A man dressed up in general’s garb was looking out his office’s window at the landscape of the capital which was still under repair from the civil war.

It’s been five months since the Revolution… and now we are about to announce ourselves to the rest of the East Pacific. It’s been a long process of repair (and will continue for some time), but soon my nation shall finally grow.

The man’s thoughts were interrupted by a guard entering, a Russian man of about average height and weight wearing soldier’s garb.

“Sir!” the guard addressed him in a thick accent.

“Is it time, comrade?”

“Yes, sir.”

“Very well.”

The two exited and another guard came around the man’s right side, this one a Chinese man who seemed almost too big even for this position. The trio walked out of the lobby and entered a black limo, an old one from around the '60s. They drove off, heading to make the announcement of the successful Revolution.

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LOCATION: TV studio in Marxigrad

The man (now dressed in a black suit and tie) stood at a podium with the communist hammer and sickle symbol ob it. The background was the Marclenian flag. A cameraman was waiting.

“Are you ready, Sir?”

“…Yes. It is time.”

“We’re on in 5, 4, 3, 2, 1.”

The camera began rolling as the man looked solemnly at the camera.

“Hello my fellow comrades. I do hope you forgive my poor oratory as we are sending this message as a sign of goodwill from the nation of Marclenia to the governments of the East Pacific. Before the revolution, our government (the one that you last heard from) was a corrupt, immoral morass of individuals whose sole aim was greed. Many people were starving and penniless, forced onto the streets since they could not afford homes. It was common custom for these poor people to be coerced into the most degrading acts by the small group of wealthy people. These problems were at their worst 13 months ago with the Boraqingrad Massacre, when the old government shot and killed 13 poverty-stricken protesters who addressed this issue. This event led to our revolution 2 months later. For the next five months after, we were locked in a bloody civil war, the destruction of which has not yet been repaired. After the revolution, I became Interregnum, charged with the responsibility of leading the People in rebuilding our nation into a communist paradise. I hope that we Marclenians will be able to peacefully cooperate with your great nations to usher in a golden era for the East Pacific and the world.”

“And, cut.”

The man walked off the podium. “How was that?”

“Great, sir. We’re sending it now.”

“Good.”

3

The Northern Grand Duchy – New Irem
The Fortress – Reziel’s rooms – 10:35 PM

Turning the television off, Reziel glanced at the commander in chief of the New Iremian Archangels allowing himself a large smile.

«Another communist nation, it seems. I’m happy I am not the one charged to lead the Foreign Ministry» he chuckled.

«I do agree, Reziel… poor, poor Ileana» Lachdanan grinned back. Together, the two men turned towards the woman inside the room, who pretended to pout.

«Sooner or later, poor poor Ileana will resign, Lach… and then the two of you will have far more important things to do than sitting on a sofa teasing at an old friend»

«My Lady… we humbly beg your pardon for our insolence. May I ask what will the Foreign Minister do?» asked the Grand Duke, a spark of amusement still dancing in his eyes.

«I suppose standard things: we open a file, we try to understand who they are and where do they come from… meanwhile, we’ll send them a message to congratulate and nothing else. After that… we’ll wait. If they’re stable enough, we’ll send another message, in order to start diplomatic relations and so on» answered Ileana.

«Hoping they won’t hate us just because you’ll sign the first message as Countess»

«Obviously» winked Ileana.

4

Octagonal Office, Parliament Buildings, Tasman City, Kangarawa

“Suggestions?” Mappins looked up as Davidson, one of his aides, switched off the monitor.

Hayes pursed his lips thoughtfully. “Nothing to be gained by rushing in at the moment. Give it a little time and see what happens. There’s no guarantee of stability.”

“He spoke well; I’ll give him that. But other than introducing himself as “Interregnum”, we don’t even have his name. I agree with Chris. Let’s wait and see.”

“I’d agree with that, Mr. President. Grant the new government diplomatic acknowledgement for now, and leave it at that. We’re in the process of opening diplomatic relations with Vladistock Island. Let’s leave it at that for the time being.” Peters, though a confirmed socialist, disliked communism with a passion.

With a half-smile on his lips, Mappins nodded. “Adrienne?”

Without even looking up, the Secretary of State nodded. “I concur.”

“So be it. Carolyn, I’ll let you take care of that. Moving along, we have a proposal from General McKinstrey to look into expanding the joint military installations with …”

Forty-five minutes later, Peters returned to her office, immediately drafting the requested communique to the Marclenian government.

— Begin quote from ____

To: The Interregnum of Marclenia
From: Carolyn Peters, Minister of Foreign Affairs, Kangarawa

On behalf of the nation of Kangarawa I have been authorised to acknowledge your Government.  We wish you well in your quest for the rejuvenation of your country.

— End quote

5

Lazlowgrad, Lazlowia

“-As a matter of fact, we don’t know what kind of communist they are.”-said Lazlow.

“-Why, there is only one kind of communist.”-said Radics Jázon, Minister of Foreign Affairs.

“-Jázon, as you were in the same class with me in university, you should know that there are many kind of communists, from Stalinists to Anarchists. That is an important matter for us. Anyway, they don’t look to convincing. Just send them a recognition message. We have more important things to do.”

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— Begin quote from ____

TO: Carolyn Peters, Minister of Foreign Affairs, Kangarawa
FROM: Mark Trotlyn, Interregnum of Marclenia

We the people of Marclenia thank you and the nation of Kangarawa for recognizing us as a legitimate government. I personally look forward to peaceful cooperation between our peoples.

— End quote

7

— Begin quote from ____

TO: Radics Jázon, Minister of Foreign Affairs, Lazlow
FROM: Mark Trotlyn, Interregnum of Marclenia

The people of Marclenia wish to thank your government for recognizing our sovereignty.

— End quote

LOCATION UNKNOWN

An emperor like man sat at a throne watching a monitor while an assistant in shadow talked with him.

“The Marclenians have revolted and the assassins are ready to be deployed.”

“Not yet. Give them six months or so to legitimize themselves and perhaps develop some. If we are to expand into the East Pacific, the puppet state has to be able to fend for itself, militarily and economically. We can’t send in weapons without it looking suspicious.”

“We are already trying to contact someone about weapon importation.”

“I don’t remember telling you to do that.”

“…”

The assistant panicked and looked at the emperor’s bodyguards.

“It’s OK. I’ll allow it for now. No harm done, yes?”

“Right, my Lord.”

“Very well… now we wait.”

On the monitor read:

— Begin quote from ____

Operation Gold Eagle: In progress

— End quote