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micronation) wrote2011-07-16 01:09 am
micronation) wrote2011-07-16 01:09 am
nine: phone/action (stage 5)
[Good morning, Mayfield! It's 10 am on a bright summery Saturday morning. Do you know where your micronations are?
On the roof, of course! The roof of Sealand's house, specifically. A crude stage has been constructed, leading from the top of the house to Sealand's backyard tree house. But what's more important is Sealand has a megaphone, painted red. And they're standing behind the most beautiful new flag that Wy has drawn for them.]
[Yes, this is a picture of a Communist dolphin holding a hammer.]
[Yup. It's gonna be one of those days. There is also a phone off the hook, so Sealand's voice is broadcast over the phone lines as well!]
People of Mayfield, throw down the shackles of the Capitalist Pig Bourgeoisie! They have stepped on the backs of the proletariat for too long!
[It's doubtful Sealand really knows about much of what he's talking about. But Wy has still drawn helpful pictures to illustrate his points! Here is a capitalist pig stepping on the proletariat!]
It is the hard work of the proletariat that allows the bourgeoisie to sit around doing nothing and reaping rewards anyway! It is the hard working nations which are being denied equal rights! It is the--
[And Wy takes the megaphone from him, to his muffled but ultimately useless protest:] They want to destroy our driveways!
[There is a small fight over the megaphone, which is covered, but the pair struggle over the megaphone rights until Sealand snatches it back and Wy goes back to her pictures.]
Right! Driveways! Should the hard working nation be denied the right to a driveway when the bourgeoisie, who did nothing to earn it, have as many as they want? Long, wasteful driveways that they won't use! All working nations should have a driveway that matches their need, not the whims of capitalist pigs!
Look at this!
[He holds up one of Wy's pictures. Don't worry, they're getting thrown, too, so if you're on the lawn, you can also see! Pass them around for everyone!]
This useless--
[He leans away from the megaphone. He appears to be asking her what the drawing is of. Wy looks exasperated.]
Bushland! The bushland of the bourgeoisie! What good is this to the hard-working nation? No good at all! The proletariat needs a driveway, and it is denied them!
So we call for revolution! All hard-working nations should have equal representation! All hard-working nations should have equal acknowledgment! And every hard working nation should have an equal amount of driveways!
((OOC: Wy or Sealand (or both!) may reply! Tell us if you want someone specific!))
On the roof, of course! The roof of Sealand's house, specifically. A crude stage has been constructed, leading from the top of the house to Sealand's backyard tree house. But what's more important is Sealand has a megaphone, painted red. And they're standing behind the most beautiful new flag that Wy has drawn for them.]
[Yes, this is a picture of a Communist dolphin holding a hammer.]
[Yup. It's gonna be one of those days. There is also a phone off the hook, so Sealand's voice is broadcast over the phone lines as well!]
People of Mayfield, throw down the shackles of the Capitalist Pig Bourgeoisie! They have stepped on the backs of the proletariat for too long!
[It's doubtful Sealand really knows about much of what he's talking about. But Wy has still drawn helpful pictures to illustrate his points! Here is a capitalist pig stepping on the proletariat!]
![Here is a capitalist pig stepping on the proletariat!](http://i.imgur.com/REZoe.png"){kind=link}
It is the hard work of the proletariat that allows the bourgeoisie to sit around doing nothing and reaping rewards anyway! It is the hard working nations which are being denied equal rights! It is the--
[And Wy takes the megaphone from him, to his muffled but ultimately useless protest:] They want to destroy our driveways!
[There is a small fight over the megaphone, which is covered, but the pair struggle over the megaphone rights until Sealand snatches it back and Wy goes back to her pictures.]
Right! Driveways! Should the hard working nation be denied the right to a driveway when the bourgeoisie, who did nothing to earn it, have as many as they want? Long, wasteful driveways that they won't use! All working nations should have a driveway that matches their need, not the whims of capitalist pigs!
Look at this!
[He holds up one of Wy's pictures. Don't worry, they're getting thrown, too, so if you're on the lawn, you can also see! Pass them around for everyone!]
This useless--
[He leans away from the megaphone. He appears to be asking her what the drawing is of. Wy looks exasperated.]
Bushland! The bushland of the bourgeoisie! What good is this to the hard-working nation? No good at all! The proletariat needs a driveway, and it is denied them!
So we call for revolution! All hard-working nations should have equal representation! All hard-working nations should have equal acknowledgment! And every hard working nation should have an equal amount of driveways!
((OOC: Wy or Sealand (or both!) may reply! Tell us if you want someone specific!))
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And soon they'll all be part of the revolution!
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[Not being able to block out sound with his powers anymore makes life so much harder! Now he has to actually hear things he doesn't want to!]
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Alright, I'll go back to my Capitalist fortress of opression and plot your fucking downfall.
[And he's rolling his eyes now.]
This is why I don't like brats...
[More mumbling.]
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It's filled with red paint.]
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He doesn't react at first, just shoots Sealand a death glare...
...But then he makes a lot of loud angry noises.]
You fucking brat! I don't know why I prefer children to adults [woah, Where did that come from and why did he say it], because all you little shits ever do is piss me off!
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...Did someone drop you on your head when you were a baby? How the fuck is covering me with this gross shit supposed to convince me that you're right?
[He makes a disgusted face as he tries to wipe some of the paint off.]
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[Obviously.]
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ALL OF HIS RAGE SEALAND. ALL OF HIS RAGE.]
That shit's never going to work, so you can fucking cut it out already!