Re: The Great Belligerency [Round 2: New Shambhala]
02-06-2011, 01:42 PM
Originally posted on MSPA by Captain Lhurgoyf.
Reinhardt put away the last of his paperwork, then got up from his desk and walked out the door in a dignified manner, coming to the Administrator that he had managed to attach himself to. The tyrant bowed his head and extended his hand to his patron.
"Greetings." The Administrator took Reinhardt's hand and shook. Reinhardt nodded.
"I've cleared out the forms that should permit me to present my plans to our friends in the military, good sir."
"All right then, right this way."
The Administrator took Reinhardt over to a control room, a small, dark alcove filled with blinking computers and electronic equipment. "The switch right here should start the recording, Mr. Vanhart. Say what you will, the matters with the other Administrators have been cleared up." Reinhardt smiled at this news.
Walking over to a computer desk, the tyrant pulled a chair out from under the table and sat down, gazing at the controls. He was still fairly unfamiliar with the technology, but he had enough experience working the various developments seen throughout the city to activate the holographic transmitter sitting on the desk. Reinhardt flipped a switch, and a beam of pale blue light was emitted from a small diode sat into the machine's case, illuminating Reinhardt. He sat up tall and began his address.
At that moment, in various barracks, training rooms, and military offices throughout the complex, a hatch on the wall opened up, and out beamed a three-dimensional holographic image of Reinhardt's head and shoulders, floating above the floor. In a booming voice, the hologram read out Reinhardt's message.
"Greetings, all of you. Military commissioner Matthew Vanhart, presiding. I have obtained permission from the Administrators to make an important order. Listen closely and do what I say; this action may prove to be the turning point in determining if our city shall live or die to this recent threat of alien uprising.
As you know, terrorist attacks have spread through the city, as hostile alien forces have attempted to bring down the integral structure of New Shambhala's government. We cannot allow this to happen. In my attempts to take prevenative measures and hold off a loss, I have given the orders to keep alien citizens quarantined in designated areas of the city to keep any alien terrorists from attacking human residents. However, I have recieved disturbing reports in recent times that may provide insight as to what kind of a threat these aliens may present.
Even in the areas they have been restricted to, the aliens are planning attack. In fact, grouping the nonhumans of the city may even have advanced the onset of war; the terrorists now have access to more aliens that they could easily recruit. Total war is just beneath the surface of the city; it may break out at any moment if we do not take action. The disorder among aliens is growing to unpreceded records now that communities have been formed.
Therefore, I put out the order for as many of our armed forces as possible to make their way into these alien-occupied territories and eliminate ALL aliens you can find. Do not be alarmed, I have good reason for this. NO ALIEN is safe. ANY alien could possibly be, or may become, a terrorist. The greater the threat of terrorist attacks on New Shambhala grows, the more aliens are swayed to its cause. To ensure total safety, we must eliminate all that could compromise it. Remember, NO alien is safe. Do not trust ANYONE. I have been informed that these terrorists are even going so far as to including child soldiers and spies in their ranks. Do NOT, under any circumstances, feel the need to spare an alien. NO ONE can be trusted. You must take over the alien territories of the city and KILL THEM ALL. I assure you that this action is perfectly legal, and I have permission to enforce it. There are NO noncombatants in this conflict, ANY alien is potentially dangerous. I assure you that even mistakenly killing unaffiliated nonhumans is preferrable to the city being brought down. Any aliens you are unable to kill shall be brought back to your base for interrogation. Any alien structures you cannot occupy, burn. They are hotbeds for activity by alien terrorists and may serve as terrorist headquarters if they are left unchecked.
I understand that some of you may feel opposed to the measures being taken. Rest assured that is for the safety of the free people of our city. If you do not act with haste in eliminating the aliens of the city, they may attack at any moment. Do not be alarmed. I repeat, your mission is to wipe out any aliens you can find, no matter what, and occupy or destroy their buildings. This is for the safety of the city. Military commissioner Matthew Vanhart, signing off."
Reinhardt leaned back in his chair as he turned the hologram recorder off. The steps were all set for the removal of all alien citizens of New Shambhala. Now everything was falling into place.
Reinhardt put away the last of his paperwork, then got up from his desk and walked out the door in a dignified manner, coming to the Administrator that he had managed to attach himself to. The tyrant bowed his head and extended his hand to his patron.
"Greetings." The Administrator took Reinhardt's hand and shook. Reinhardt nodded.
"I've cleared out the forms that should permit me to present my plans to our friends in the military, good sir."
"All right then, right this way."
The Administrator took Reinhardt over to a control room, a small, dark alcove filled with blinking computers and electronic equipment. "The switch right here should start the recording, Mr. Vanhart. Say what you will, the matters with the other Administrators have been cleared up." Reinhardt smiled at this news.
Walking over to a computer desk, the tyrant pulled a chair out from under the table and sat down, gazing at the controls. He was still fairly unfamiliar with the technology, but he had enough experience working the various developments seen throughout the city to activate the holographic transmitter sitting on the desk. Reinhardt flipped a switch, and a beam of pale blue light was emitted from a small diode sat into the machine's case, illuminating Reinhardt. He sat up tall and began his address.
At that moment, in various barracks, training rooms, and military offices throughout the complex, a hatch on the wall opened up, and out beamed a three-dimensional holographic image of Reinhardt's head and shoulders, floating above the floor. In a booming voice, the hologram read out Reinhardt's message.
"Greetings, all of you. Military commissioner Matthew Vanhart, presiding. I have obtained permission from the Administrators to make an important order. Listen closely and do what I say; this action may prove to be the turning point in determining if our city shall live or die to this recent threat of alien uprising.
As you know, terrorist attacks have spread through the city, as hostile alien forces have attempted to bring down the integral structure of New Shambhala's government. We cannot allow this to happen. In my attempts to take prevenative measures and hold off a loss, I have given the orders to keep alien citizens quarantined in designated areas of the city to keep any alien terrorists from attacking human residents. However, I have recieved disturbing reports in recent times that may provide insight as to what kind of a threat these aliens may present.
Even in the areas they have been restricted to, the aliens are planning attack. In fact, grouping the nonhumans of the city may even have advanced the onset of war; the terrorists now have access to more aliens that they could easily recruit. Total war is just beneath the surface of the city; it may break out at any moment if we do not take action. The disorder among aliens is growing to unpreceded records now that communities have been formed.
Therefore, I put out the order for as many of our armed forces as possible to make their way into these alien-occupied territories and eliminate ALL aliens you can find. Do not be alarmed, I have good reason for this. NO ALIEN is safe. ANY alien could possibly be, or may become, a terrorist. The greater the threat of terrorist attacks on New Shambhala grows, the more aliens are swayed to its cause. To ensure total safety, we must eliminate all that could compromise it. Remember, NO alien is safe. Do not trust ANYONE. I have been informed that these terrorists are even going so far as to including child soldiers and spies in their ranks. Do NOT, under any circumstances, feel the need to spare an alien. NO ONE can be trusted. You must take over the alien territories of the city and KILL THEM ALL. I assure you that this action is perfectly legal, and I have permission to enforce it. There are NO noncombatants in this conflict, ANY alien is potentially dangerous. I assure you that even mistakenly killing unaffiliated nonhumans is preferrable to the city being brought down. Any aliens you are unable to kill shall be brought back to your base for interrogation. Any alien structures you cannot occupy, burn. They are hotbeds for activity by alien terrorists and may serve as terrorist headquarters if they are left unchecked.
I understand that some of you may feel opposed to the measures being taken. Rest assured that is for the safety of the free people of our city. If you do not act with haste in eliminating the aliens of the city, they may attack at any moment. Do not be alarmed. I repeat, your mission is to wipe out any aliens you can find, no matter what, and occupy or destroy their buildings. This is for the safety of the city. Military commissioner Matthew Vanhart, signing off."
Reinhardt leaned back in his chair as he turned the hologram recorder off. The steps were all set for the removal of all alien citizens of New Shambhala. Now everything was falling into place.