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Posted by: Yihsrael Sep 18 2006, 08:01 PM | ||
It wasn't so long ago that this land had been a dictatorship, going by the monikker of the 'Darwinistic Peoples of Atheistic Right', and threatening the whole region's security with Weapons of Mass Destruction. Or at least that now former nation once controlled this territory. War, as it always did, had shifted the fortunes of the old regime, as a united response from AO nations put it down. Starblaydia, Lamoni, Khazaron, and Bazalonia had all contributed to the effort, as had the nation's neighbor, Myrtannia. Now, a very curious thing was happening in the territory that the Allies had helped to begin rebuilding in. Since before the war, a number of Myrtannians who had relatives working or living in Atheistic Right had found ways to emigrate into the Darwinists' nation. The vast majority of these people were Jewish by faith, and had ulterior motives for moving into a dictatorship from an elected government. For generations, the more orthodox sect of Myrtannian Jewry had been told by rabbis and other prominent, devout Jewish citizens that their promised land would lay just to the west of their adoptive homeland. A land that was awaiting their return. In the years leading up to the War, this community inside of Atheistic Right had kept its faith secret, having private underground services. When they feared they might be found out by the KERES or the like, they began forming militias to protect themselves should the government come for them. By the end of the war, they were able to emerge and worship openly, but this only prompted a new flow of their friends, relatives, and brothers and sisters in faith into the former AR. Some felt that Myrtannia was not based enough on traditional morals, but the majority simply wished to go to the land they had been told waited for them. No violence had greeted this sudden emigration, and as a provisional government in the area began to form, leaders of the formerly underground groups began to be elected to important positions. Today, the militias have been organized into the core around which a formal Army can be built, and the Air Force is on par with the highest technology available. Much of this has been assisted by the United Isles of Myrtannia, who still have some MDF troops in the area to help conclude the rebuilding. The discovery of the ruins of an ancient temple of large size near a major city only strengthened the sentiments of the Myrtannian ex-patriates' convictions that the land was awaiting them. The ruins were discovered to be of an early Great Temple, and archaeological evidence convinced experts from Myrtannian universities that it was undoubtedly of Judaic origins. To the ex-pats and the steady flow of emigrants since the war's conclusion, this signaled the need for the final establisment of a new government. A government to firmly and officially proclaim the new nation that had risen from the ashes of Atheistic Right. So it was that on September 18, the following statement was sent out to the neighboring nations near the war-ravaged land, and to nations deemed important by the elected government:
OOC: This is the intial post for Yihsrael, puppet of Myrtannia, just FYI. More posts will follow to continue the storyline with Myrtannian involvement, and any nations wishing to reply and RP in a non-war thread are welcome to. |
Posted by: Bazalonia Sep 18 2006, 08:58 PM | ||
"There where Jews in Atheistic Right? I wonder how they could have coped living in such a godless nation?" pondered Richard Menszae out aloud after reading the letter from Yishrael "I dunno, probably had a rich private prayer life." commented an aide "Well, either way. Kudos to those Jews in there. I've got to run this bt the PM but I can't see any reason why we shouldn't be wanting diplomatic relations with Yishreal. They say this is officially sanctioned by the Myrtannian government and so far all the evidence I have backs up this statement"
OOC: There are probably still true believers of Atheistic Right around, and some of them would be smart enough not to get caught. A religious government would be anathema to them and they would try to bring it down. If you want to use any true atheistic rightian then you have free reign. In fact if you want to use the AO forum account here for it then let me know. But then it's your nation so your choice. |
Posted by: Milchama Sep 18 2006, 09:13 PM |
OOC: Yeh! Another Jew in AO Prime Minister Winfred Watte: We are quite happy that you have decided to move to Atlantian Oceania a wonderful region but quite frankly a region with two big of a goy presence. We would love to show you around the region and have diplomatic so that more peaceful relations can happen between are nations as we seem to have common goals of establishing the peaceful and wonderful religion of Judaism. We look forward to working with you. Signed, Great Leader Tim Gonnenberg, leader of Milchama (War get it?) |
Posted by: Lamoni Sep 18 2006, 10:33 PM | ||
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Posted by: Yihsrael Sep 19 2006, 01:07 AM | ||||||
The city that had been selected as the capitol of the new Federation of Yihsrael had been renamed officially to further signify its transformation from insanity and chaos to stability and peace. Renamed Yerusalayim, it would be the main hub of governmental activity for the newborn Federation. In one of the government buildings that had been rebuilt with Lamonian and Myrtannian assistance, Prime Minister Winfred Watte sat at his desk, mulling over the day's newspaper. The Yerusalayim Herald was the first Hebrew language newspaper in the country, and had an English language counterpart as well. Watte had decided to read the Hebrew edition. Several stories caught his interest, including coverage of the AOCAF Final and such, via Myrtannian press sources. One day, Yihsrael too would compete in the AOCAF, but establishing the government firmly was the order of the day for now. Without a cabinet yet, he had to rely on his aides to provide information, including the responses to his international statement. One had just entered with a small stack of documents, looking chipper as he approached the Prime Minister's desk. That could be from a lot of things, but the PM thought it had to do with the content of those documents. "Mr. Prime Minister, these are the official responses from Bazalonia, Milchama, and Lamoni, all wishing to establish diplomatic ties with us," the aide explained as he handed the documents to Watte, "All also encourage us in our efforts to establish our new land from the remains of Atheistic Right." "Excellent," the Prime Minister nodded, and began to mull over the diplomatic messages from foreign governments, "But that's only three nations... why is there more paperwork than just the usual diplomatic traffic?" "Messages from the United Isles, sir. Some of clandestine nature, others of military and rebuilding designations," the aide added. "Excellent. You can go now... oh, and send up MP Schweiker," the PM added, referring to a friend who'd been elected to the new parliament, Emory Schweiker, "I have governmental things to discuss with him." "Yes, sir," the aide nodded, then exited the office to do his superior's bidding. This left Watte alone again, and he began to read the messages over again, and then to type up responses personally to each nation who had so far responded..
http://img1.travelblog.org/Photos/4964/29847/t/148419-The-Australian-embassy-0.jpg
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http://www.cs.cmu.edu/~malin/pictures/prague/italian%20embassy.JPG OOC: Baz, that's just what I was thinking really - sets up for some interesting RP possibilities for the future. I would certainly like to use the AO Forum account for AR to set up some true Rightist reactionaries into the plotline of Yihsrael. Thank you for offering. |
Posted by: Bazalonia Sep 19 2006, 02:04 AM | ||
Richard looked at the photo... It seemed quite appropriate for the embassy building the diplomatic core had approved it as meeting their requirements and he had selected an ambassador to Yishreal. Now it was the time to get things finally in motion...
OOC: I'll send you a PM with a password that will work |
Posted by: Milchama Sep 19 2006, 04:30 PM |
"Will you look at that?" "What?" "Yihsrael has offered us an embassy and we're going to get an ambassador." "It's about time, embassy lane has looked empty for a long time." "That's because outside of ASPIRE nations we don't actually have anybody there." "Well which building do they get?" "The one we just cleaned." "Sweet" To: Winfred Watte, Prime Minister, Federation of Yihsrael From: Tim Gonnenberg Great Leader of Milchama. We Accept. We look forward to meeting with Denver in the next couple of days. |
Posted by: Lamoni Sep 19 2006, 11:12 PM | ||
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Posted by: Yihsrael Sep 25 2006, 02:14 AM | ||||||
Prime Minister Winfred Watte had much on his mind as he once again sat at his desk in the brand new office in Yerusalayim. The military had countless reports to make about transitioning ex-AR military equipment into a condition in which Yihsraeli forces could use them. Myrtannia's government had promised the Federation a shipment of T-99 main battle tanks, but what T-72s that hadn't been destroyed in the war would now be converted to Yihsraeli use. At this early point, the Army would take anything it could get its hands on, especially in the way of combat vehicles. It was still completing the transition into a full blown modern military, though MDF forces remained in the Federation to reinforce the steadily growing Yihsraeli Army. In addition to matters military, there was domsetic politics to deal with as well. Making sure the right people were chosen for the right positions, and that the new government could function. Already, he'd appointed former Member of Parliament Emory Schweiker to be his Foreign Minister, and begun to draw up a possible cabinet. Of course, there were also international politics to worry about as well, and that was one of the bright spots in his job. All those nations who had responded to the announcement of Yihsrael's founding had responded positively and helpfully. He hadn't been able to send out responses with all the business at home, but now he had found some free time. The big thing on everyone's mind was the official rededication ceremony to be held at the Great Temple just outside of the city of Yerusalayim. Since its discovery two and a half years ago, the government had begun a secret project to rebuild it. Once archaeologists proved it was, without a doubt, Judaic in origin, the government had begun to build a new Great Temple from the foundation of the previous one. Now, the Temple had been completed, and the government of the Federation of Yihsrael, recognized by major foreign powers, was set to rededicate it and hold the first services there in countless generations. The chief Rabbi of Yihsrael was to conduct the services, and it would mark a new beginning for land that had been so troubled in the recent past. "The Temple rises again from the ashes, just as Yihsrael rises from the ashes of Atheistic Right," Watte mused, "The Great Lion must be rolling in his shallow grave." Chuckling at the thought, he set down the newspaper he'd been reading (the comics page, specifically the comic called 'Stupid Empire Game') and went about responding to the latest foreign messages:
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Posted by: Bazalonia Sep 25 2006, 03:32 AM | ||
"Contact BSIS tell them to activate any human intelligence resources they have in Atheistic... Sorry, Yihsrael. Tell them to keep an eye on any potential Rightist subversive activities but to be careful. Oh, yeah and get them to organise a Liason for the Yihsraeli Government that we can send with the Ammy (Ambassador), oh yeah and get the BSIO to send acouple of their trainers too." Richard Menszae told his aide in his office "Oh, and I presume the Ammy will want to attend the Re-dedication?" "yeah, He said he would not miss it for the world" "Good.. okay well I better start writing this letter then, is there anything else?" "Nope." "Okay thanks." The aide, who really was the secretary left and Richard started on the letter to Yihsrael
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Posted by: Lamoni Sep 25 2006, 10:26 PM | ||
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Posted by: Khazaron Sep 30 2006, 09:26 PM | ||
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Posted by: Atheistic Right Oct 3 2006, 07:27 PM |
Things had all seemed to be collapsing around the country, especially thanks to the foreign devils who had bombed and then invaded. They couldn't stand the thought of an independent people securing their future through the development of nuclear weapons. Such weapons gave great powers a bargaining chip, and for the Bronze Lion, the greatest power had been that of the Great Lion. For years, the Bronze Lion had served his leader dutifully and quite willingly. When the so-called 'Alliance' attacked Atheistic Right, not even the Great Lion's might could stop the overwhelming numbers of their foes. That's what he told himself. AR's soldiers had been of the highest quality in his mind, but even the best quality soldiers couldn't overcome such vast odds. Had the blasted Lamonian/Khazaronian/Bazalonian army interfered, the army would have crushed the Myrtannians and rolled through Damascos and other cities in that weak nation. Now, the nation he had dedicated his life to was no more in the eyes of the regoin - another 'nation' had risen to take its place. A religious regime that was based on false precepts and ridiculous ideas. They aimed to destroy everything he had helped work for, though the war had done most of that. If that wasn't bad enough, the Jewish regime was going to rededicate their giant shrine to a supreme sky being. It was an insult to the memory of the Great Lion and those who still elected to follow his cause. The truly faithful supporters of the Great Lion would fight for his cause to the death. Not until he was so much worm food would the Bronze Lion surrender to the new regime. Not even then, most likely. There was only so much the Bronze Lion, an ex-AR paratroop officer, could do. He was trained in clandestine operations with a specialty as a sniper, but recruiting followers was more difficult than he would have liked. What followers he had drummed up were fanatically devoted to the AR cause, with an ultimate aim of tearing down the new regime. But how? The machinery of war had been largely destroyed, and what remained had been converted for use by the false leaders of the land. Perhaps he was overthinking it. To eliminate the Yihsraeli regime, all his group had to do was to hit them hard on an important occasion. Ensure that they knew they weren't safe no matter where they went. The occasion was simple enough to decide upon, but what could they do? Improvised Explosive Devices were easy to manufacture to a point, but he didn't have near enough to damage the sacreligious Temple. They would be used in towns near his hideout in what passed for wilderness in the former AR. His intelligence suggested that foreign dignitaries would be attending the ceremonies at the Temple. Just who would be there was unknown, but that might give him the chance to hit back. Cut off the head of the beast and let it flail around hopelessly. Looking to the modified hunting rifle next to him, he had an idea of how to attack the Yihsraelis. Since his group refused to recognize the legitimacy of the Yihsraeli state, assassinating leaders of the government would be a public service. At least, his twisted reasoning came to that conclusion. "You three, get over here," Bronze Lion announced, and pulled a dusty map from under his boot, "I have a plan..." If his plan worked, Atheistic Right would hit back soon... |
Posted by: Yihsrael Oct 3 2006, 07:55 PM | ||||||
Winfred Watte sat at his desk yet again after going over the security arrangements for the Temple Rededication, and sighed as he thought about the many things that had happened seemingly at once. First, Yihsrael's friend in Bazalonia - Richard Menszae - had passed on, which had caused havoc in the Federation's diplomatic communications with Bazalonia. Then, the AO U21 tournament came around, and Prime Minister Watte had watched as the Yihsrael Shields fell twice before stunning The Lowland Clans 4-0 in their final match. But then, those same Lowland Clans had apparently done something to agitate the Starblaydi leadership. His aide had brought him a message from the Starblaydis that the Myrtannians had recieved and forwarded to his office. Starblyadia was at war with The Lowland Clans. "War will not cure what ails them," Watte reasoned, and shook his head, "It is not our concern - securing our country is. If those two nations wish to annihilate each other, there isn't much that Yihsrael can do about it. May God have mercy on the people of Starblaydia and the Lowland Clans." Sighing, he set about addressing messages to foreign governments again.
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Posted by: Bazalonia Oct 3 2006, 09:46 PM |
Alvin Reckno the new Bazalonian Prime Minister, and Johanne Sebastian the new Minister of Foreign Affiars where busy with events of the war to pay attention to correspondance and probably even if they where not they would not really care. The letter was relayed over to Yihsrael without as much as being opened, it arrived at the newly established Bazalonian embassy where the ambassador had just arrived. He opened it to reveal the letter still in it's envolope and opened that letter and read it. Immeadiately he called the Prime Minster of Yishrael and said that the minute of Silence in respect for Richard was not to go un-noticed and that the BSIS Liason and the BSIO trainers are wishing to brief the Prime Minister Watte as soon as humanly possibly. BSIS wanted to let her know about the current inteligence reports and BSIO wanted to get the training organised and started. OOC: Yoiu can have the Liason give you what intel you want. Once you have given me what the Intel provides I'll RP how they get it. And you can RP the AR side of that too if you want. |
Posted by: Yihsrael Oct 9 2006, 12:46 PM |
While the President of Myrtannia was busy infurirating allies, Prime Minister Winfred Watte was busy preparing for the Temple Rededication again. It was finally time for that ceremony, the most important in Yihsrael's breif history. A symbol of the nation's faith that would not be torn down this time. The Yihsraeli Army would gaurantee that. As his motorcade drove toward the Temple, he also had another thought. If Myrtannia got itself booted out of the SDL, that did not neccessarily mean Yihsrael's joining would be out of the question. He was prepared to return the favor the SDL had done his nation, and there was the possibility he could send some troops to assist them. Somehow, Yihsrael would help them in their hour of need just as they had helped the people of Yihsrael's lands in theirs. His thoughts were interrupted as he saw before him the new Great Temple directly in front of the motorcade: He had to take a moment to collect his thoughts again, but it was a wonderful sight to his eyes. Yihsraeli troops were at nearly every imaginable vantage point, and the security was top notch. At least as much as the Yihsraelis could do on their own - for the moment, Watte had asked the Myrtannian forces to keep their distance. The last thing Yihsrael needed now was for the nations who had pledged their attendance to change their minds on account of one man's uninformed nationalist agenda. Porfirio Trahin was not the sort of man Watte was used to dealing with, and the Prime Minister wished that Holton was still in the Triangular Office. Casting his sentiments about Trahin aside, Watte exited his car and, accompanied by his security detail, headed up to the Temple. The soldiers there, dressed in ex-AR uniforms that now bore the Star of David on the left arm, saluted the Prime Minister sharply as he approached. Already, quite a few other Yihsraeli officials had entered the Temple's outer villa (that was one way of describing it). Amongst them was Watte's newly appointed Secretary of Defense, Bernard Yankovic. Yankovic had been forwarded the BSIS intelligence on AR leftovers, and found it was a little troubling. BSIS estimated that the Rightist militia/terrorists numbered in the thousands, and that they had gotten a hold of many AR military small arms. In the areas thought to have the greatest Rightist presence, there had been a rash of armed crime - probably the terrorists confiscating supplies. The municipal police hadn't been able to stop these robberies, so now the Yihsraeli Army was positioning itself like a cat ready to pounce. Given the order, they would storm any suspected Rightist strongholds. On top of that, BSIS had discovered that the code name for the Rightist leader was 'Bronze Lion'. What was it with the Rightists and feline code names? For the meantime, Winfred Watte waited for the various diplomats to arrive, and he stood near the Temple entrance ready to greet them. While wearing a formal suit, he also had donned his prayer shawl and yamulka - this was, after all, a religious event not seen in a very, very long time. "We're supposed to have former Lamonian President Stone here, as well as the Milchaman, Bazalonian, and Delesan delegations... if I've forgotten anyone, I apologize in advance," Watte thought quietly aloud. He'd find out if he had once the honored guests began to arrive. |
Posted by: Delesa Oct 9 2006, 01:14 PM |
The Royal Family jet, escorted by serveral F-16 was headed for Yihsrael. The Family included King Edward III, Queen Alexandra I, and heir to the Delesaian crown, Prince Leo VI. In the cockpit of the squadrons f-16 leader, get attempted to gein contact with the Yihsrael ground control. "This is Royal Delesaian Escort Alfa, I repeat this is Royal Delesaian Escort Alfa, we are requesting to land. I say again, we are requesting to land." |
Posted by: Yihsrael Oct 9 2006, 01:41 PM |
The Delesan aircraft could see a pair of http://www.sinodefence.com/airforce/fighter/j112.asp fighters sporting a khaki colored paint job giving them a once over. These were both from the Yihsraeli Air Force, imported from Myrtannia (who supplied most Yihsraeli military equipment that wasn't salvaged from AR). After making sure that the plane seemed safe, they radioed their people on the ground with the all-clear. The approaching planes were who they said they were. At least they beared Delesaian markings, so as far as the J-11/As could tell they were safe. Moments later, a response came sharply over the radio to the F-16 leader's radio, "Delesaian Escort Alfa, this is YAF Airfield Yerusalayim. You are cleared to land, I repeat, cleared for landing. Proceed to runway two, over." |
Posted by: Delesa Oct 9 2006, 02:01 PM |
ooc: so now my people are there for the ceremony at the Great Temple |
Posted by: Bazalonia Oct 9 2006, 06:52 PM |
The Bazalonian embassy was almost bare, appart from the guards and a skeleton staff just finishing up some final moving duties. It seemed that the entire staff of the embassy was on their way. The BSIO trainers had looked at the various defensive plans and had approved the allocation of resources. While BSIS and BSIO where certainly worried that the security was not sure. The Yihsraeli's had done the best with their resources and it was and now it was just a matter of wait and see. Randalf Herr was eagely excited to go and see the temple but combined with his Ambassadorial duties and the fact that he didn't want to spoil the grandure of the dedication of the Great Temple. He was in his Verona Lear designed to handle limpet, manhole cover bombs not by absorbing the impact but funneling the energy out the sides of car. Anyway the entourage a arrived. All in all about 30 Bazalonians where there, obviously the chief of those was Randalf.. He was in awe of the temple and knew that the upcoming ceremony was something that he would never forget. "Be prepared for something special guys" was all he said to the mixed group as they found there seats. Randalf wanted to meet some of the other ambassadors so he stood a bit off and waited for the rest to come. |
Posted by: Lamoni Oct 9 2006, 11:46 PM |
Since he wasn't formally part of the Lamonian government anymore, Stone couldn't use government aircraft, but his name recognition DID get him special service on LamoniAir. As the Lamonian aircraft landed at a Yihsraeli civilian field, the plane taxied to a jetway, and Stone debarked. The Lamonian embassy was kind enough to provide him with an official driver and limo. With that, he was off to the ceremony. |
Posted by: Atheistic Right Oct 10 2006, 12:18 AM |
Despite the security the Yihsraelis had put together, the Rightists of the Bronze Lion had been able to set up their operation reasonably well. The three operatives the Bronze Lion had put in place were ready to do their duty for the cause. If the Yihsraelis thought they could just waltz in and take over what was rightfully Atheistic Right, they had another thing coming. So far as the Bronze Lion knew, no one was the wiser to his very existance. That meant the fools in power had a very nasty surprise coming their way. His three men were in various parts of the city that the Enemy had renamed Yerusalayim, having planted IEDs in some of the busier areas of town. They had explosives on their persons (concealed of course) and were to detonate them when the signal was given by the Bronze Lion. This would be in the form of their cell phones going off. While that might be ill-advised for their safety, it would ensure that their weapons were used, one way or the other. The Bronze Lion himself had already infiltrated the area near the Temple. There was a hill overlooking the hideous monstrosity the Jews had erected, and it was a perfect spot for a picnic. Or a sniper. Smiling at that thought, the Bronze Lion watched the Temple grounds through binocs from a concealed position amongst the trees atop the hill. He could see dignitaries already arriving, and one in particular caught his eye. Matthew Stone - the man's face was instantly recognizeable to the Bronze Lion, who blamed Stone in part for the downfall of the Great Lion. What a wonderful target that warmonger would make! Take out two birds with one stone, he mused in delight. Today would be a great day to be Rightist. |
Posted by: Yihsrael Oct 10 2006, 12:40 AM |
Once the foreign dignitaries began arriving, Winfred Watte was a very busy man. First, not just the King but the entire Royal Family of Delesa arrived, which surprised the Yihsraeli Prime Minister. Not one to discard politeness, he rushed to greet them all, and quite eagerly at that. It wasn't every day that one got to meet an entire family of royals. After they were seated, he didn't have any time to relax before the entire Bazalonian delegation arrived. Amongst them was the Ambassador, whom Watte had never been able to meet in person more than breifly. All in all, he counted at least 30 Bazalonians, which was pleasing to him. They honored the Federation by their presence, and he was glad to have them in attendance. Approaching Randalf Herr, he extended his hand, "Ambassador Herr, welcome to the Great Temple! It's a pleasure to see you in attendance for our great ceremony today... the Temple rebuilt; it's an astounding sight to behold, isn't it?" Just then, the Lamonian representative arrived, and it was as promised. The former President, Matthew Stone himself, had arrived via mostly civillian methods. Watte smiled and nodded in his direction, wishing he could welcome the man himself. The Secretary of Defense resolved the situation by moving to greet Stone. "Mr. Stone, welcome to Yihsrael," he offered his hand, "My name is Bernard Yankovic. I'm the Federation's Secretary of Defense. How was your flight over from Lamoni?" |
Posted by: Milchama Oct 10 2006, 05:26 PM |
"Oh my god!" The delegate from Milchama, was amazed. They had done it. They had built the Temple in Jerusalem again! The Third Temple. The Romans had destroyed it in 70 CE yet now 2000 years later here he stood witnessing history as they were about to open it, again. The Cohanim were getting ready to make the first sacrifice and here he was a Levi outside not there and helping. He quickly ditched security and ran to help the Cohanim. He got there without harm and was the first to watch their hands as they sacrificed a cow to the heavens for the sins of the people the past 2000 years and prayed to bring in the message. Meanwhile everybody in Milchama was singing, the third temple had finally come! |
Posted by: Yihsrael Oct 10 2006, 09:42 PM |
Once all the delegates from Lamoni, Bazalonia, Delesa and Milchama were present, they were guided to their seats. The ceremony that so many of the faithful had been waiting for was about to begin. The Great Temple was to be reopened for the first time in thousands of years. While the chief Rabbi of Yerusalayim, accompanied by other important holy men, performed the ritual sacrifice of a cow to atone for the sins of the people for the last 2000 years or so, the Yihsraelis in the audience made no effort to hide their emotions. All seemed to be in awe of the spectacle, and the immensity of its meaning. After the sacrifice, the chief Rabbi read from the Talmud, again with all of the faithful in attendance solmenly praying along. Finally, the next portion of the ceremony began - the tying of the ancient tradition of the Temple with the new structure, and the nation that had rebuilt it. Upon the Rabbi's instruction, Yihsraeli soldiers raised the flag of Yihsrael above the Temple. While not part of the ceremony itself, someone from the Yihsraeli contingent spontaneously broke out in song - singing the national anthem of Yihsrael, HaTikvah: "Kol od balevav P'nimah, Nefesh Yehudi homiyah, Ul fa'atey mizrach kadima, Ayin l'Tzion tzofiya, Od lo avda tikvatenu, Hatikvah bat shnot alpayim, Li'hiyot am chofshi b'artzenu, Eretz Tzion v'Yerushalaim. Li'hiyot am chofshi b'artzenu, Eretz Tzion v'Yerushalaim. " Translated as 'The Hope', it signified the hope that one day the Jews would return to their home - now, they had not only done that, but they had rebuilt their Temple. Their return home was complete. Tears of joy flowed openly from Winfred Watte's eyes, and he was not the only one to be seen as such. When the New Star of David reached the top of the flag pole, a gust of wind began to make it flap proudly. After the national anthem, Watte took a deep breath and walked up the steps to make his official speech to the assembled countryment and foreign delegates. "My dear friends, today is a historic and glorious day for all the faithful of the Jewish faith. It has been two thousand years since the Temple last stood in the capital of a Jewish state. Two thousand years of hardship, anguish, and suffering the likes of which mankind had never seen before. There were also moments of triumph for mankind, but religious conflicts ran rife. For too long, only a single wall of this Temple has remained standing. The government of Atheistic Right toppled the wall, and sought to bury the ruins of the Temple. Their efforts have failed," Watte spoke, "For today, the Jewish people have returned home, and our Great Temple has finally been rebuilt. Today, we pray to God to atone for all that has occured since the destruction of the last Temple. We also celebrate the restoration of the Temple and its new connection to our people. It will forever remain a testament to our devotion to our faith and God." Watte was about to continue his speech, but emotion got the better of him, and he had to pause for a long moment. This occasion was so momentous that he was unsure of whether he was worthy to be officially reopening the Temple. Finally, he took a deep breath and made an effort to conclude the speech. "Therefore, with our God as my witness, and with the blessing of the Chief Rabbi of Yerusalayim, I officially rededicate the Great Temple of Yerusalayim in the name of all the Jewish people," he added, abridging his speech so as to avoid another emotional pause. Just as he was about to kneel and pray before the door to the Temple's inner sanctum, a sharp noise broke the spiritual silence. Then another noise a second later - Crack! Crack! Before anyone realized what had happened, Winfred Watte fell, clutching his arm - which was bleeding. Screams of terror rose from the crowd too - someone else had been hit as well. As Yihsraeli soldiers rushed to attend to Winfred Watte and the other man who'd been hit, still others spotted movement on the hill next to the Temple. The cry came down from the battlements, "SNIPER!" More soldiers moved in to shield the dignitaries and also keep everyone as calm as they could. Those who'd spotted movement on the hill charged out of the Temple and up the hill with their rifles drawn. On the other side of the hill, Army soldiers had recieved word of the sniper and were charging up the other part of the hill. An attack helicopter moved into position to support them as well. "My God... they've hit the Prime Minister... and Matthew Stone! Get an ambulance! Hurry!" a soldier shouted, as sounds of gunfire rang down from the hill top. Not the single-shot weapon that had been heard moments before, but automatic weapons - the Yihsraelis had found their sniper. Ambulance sirens were heard screeching their way toward the Temple, while in the distance a pair of explosions were heard. Whatever was going on, one thing was obvious. Yihsrael would not be going to war overseas.. they had a war at home now.. (More details to follow later..) |
Posted by: Bazalonia Oct 11 2006, 01:16 AM |
The 3 plain clothes protection detail reacted quickly was the 2 single shots rang out diving and covering the Ambassador from the shots. Other Bazalonians hit the ground and covered their heads it was apparent that the Prime Minister of Yihsrael had been hit but no-one else had apparently been hit by the second shot. The Yihsraeli security forces soon surrounded the delegation and it soon apparent who the second casualty was, Mathew Stone ex-President of Lamoni had been also shot and the security forces split on the dual task of defending the delegation and finding the purpertrators of the assasinations. Many members where still in shock, and so was Randalf who was thinking.. "****. who do I send the condolences too now." |
Posted by: Lamoni Oct 11 2006, 07:06 PM |
Stone was laying on the ground where he had been shot. He was disoriented from the gunshot, and was going in and out of consciousness. He could see people running around and shouting, but couldn't focus enough to see what they were doing. Fighting it all the way, he fell into that last oblivion of death. |