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06-05-2006, 03:16 PM

January 23rd, 2006: First case of avian influenza (H5N1) reported in the United States by a businessman returning from South Korea

January 30th: Avian influenza claims its first victim in the United States, an 89-year-old retiree in Los Angeles, CA

February 7th: Over 250 confirmed cases of avian influenza in the United States; the majority of them in California

February 9th: California declares a state of emergency; National Guard troops called up to try and quarantine flu cases

February 17th: Over 1,000 confirmed cases of avian influenza and 63 confirmed casualties (mostly the elderly and very young)

February 19th: The Centers for Disease Control (CDC) releases information showing the strong possibility of H5N1 being an airborne contagion

February 24th: With an exponential increase in avian flu cases (over 10,000), the Federal government halts interstate travel and grounds all domestic and international flights

February 25th: Number of avian flu casualties reaches 100

March 1st: Riots in numerous major cities (including Washington, D. C. and New York City) over the government’s inability to halt the spread of avian flu prompts a declaration of martial law and immediate quarantine in all urban areas

March 10th: Over 1 million cases of avian flu reported and, due to the incubation period of the strain, the number of deaths reaches 25,000

March 13th: Due to the urban quarantine, over 60% of city dwellers report severe flu-like symptoms

March 25th: 10 million cases of avian flu reported, the majority in larger cities, and the number of victims reaches a staggering 500,000. Local governments petition federal authorities to allow the construction and use of mass crematoriums to dispose of remains.

March 27th: A series of violent clashes occurs between federal troops and various citizen groups; the worst one, in Miami, FL, results in over 1,500 civilian and military casualties.

March 29th: The President of the United States of America is confirmed to have severe flu-like symptoms

April 3rd: Over 3 million people confirmed dead due to avian flu, the President among them.

April 5th: The new President (formerly the Secretary of Commerce) declares that the United State government is unable to halt, or even slow down, the spread of avian flu

April 8th: In 65% of US cities, citizen militias have overthrown local governments and their military detachments

April 11th: With an estimated 175 million confirmed cases and 65 million confirmed casualties (in the US alone), avian influenza tops World War 2 as the most deadly occurrence in modern world history

April 12th: 20-year-old Victor Sparrow, a survivor of avian flu, leads his Independent Militia (IM) and overthrows the government of Gainesville, FL and declares the entirety of Alachua County to be under IM control

April 15th: Influenza cases top out at 210 million (or more than 2/3 of the United States populace infected)

April 20th: IM forces (their ranks swelled by ex-US soldiers, other flu survivors, and numerous new recruits) march on Tampa, Miami and Tallahassee

April 23rd: The governor of Florida officially surrenders to the IM and Sparrow declares himself Shogun of the Independent State of Florida

April 27th: Sparrow’s IM force stage a massive invasion of Georgia, Mississippi and Alabama

May 1st: Although there are sporadic battles, the vast majority of people (either unable to fight or wanting the peace and security that a new government promises) support the IM’s efforts at expansion

May 16th: Georgia, Mississippi, Alabama, the Carolinas, Tennessee, and the portion of Louisiana east of the Mississippi River are under IM control

May 29th: After conquering Virginia, West Virginia and Maryland, IM forces encircle Washington, D. C

June 1-6: Battle of Washington, D. C. Casualties among the IM are reportedly as high as 20,000

June 7th, 0900 Hours: The United States government officially surrenders to the Independent Militia

June 7th, 1200 Hours: Sparrow holds a conference with US military leaders and receives their assurances of loyalty

June 7th, 1900 Hours: In a national televised address, Sparrow declares himself Shogun of the United American Federation (which is made up of all former US territory) and dissolves the Independent Militia

June 25th: All former continental US territory is under the firm control of the UAF (either through military operations, diplomatic negotiations or voluntary annexation)

06-05-2006, 03:19 PM

I remember when I first met Victor, back in high school. He was always a little weird, but a decent guy nonetheless. One time, I asked him if he had a girlfriend, you know what his answer was? The guy said he was ‘Too busy with more important stuff.’ I asked him what could be more important than women?
-Patrick Bradenton, personal friend of the Shogun

June 28th, 2006

Victor Sparrow rubbed his eyes, trying to get the soreness that poring over dozens of pages of extraneous material causes. Of course he wanted to know the strength and readiness of his military, but did he need every damned little detail about the so-and-so Division and the such-and-such Brigade. No, he really didn’t. Now he would have to write up a summary for his diplomatic staff so they’d know how hard a position to take with the Mexicans, Japanese and Canadians.

The executive summary would go something like this:

-160 Army Divisions (1,800,000 troops):

--60 Armored Divisions

--60 Mechanized Infantry Divisions

--30 Light Infantry Divisions

--10 Airborne (Air Assault) Divisions

-50 Samurai Divisions (530,000 troops):

--14 Armored Divisions

--16 Mechanized Infantry Division

--14 Light Infantry Divisions

--6 Airborne (Air Assault) Divisions

-6 Hatamoto Divisions (60,000 troops)

--1st Hatamoto Corps:

---Ashikaga Mechanized InfantryDivision

---Kamakura Mechanized Infantry Division

---Tokugawa Armored Division

--2nd Hatamoto Corps

---Meiji Airborne (Air Assault) Division

---Taisho Light Infantry Division

---Showa Light Infantry Division

Currently, the average readiness for the standard Army is 55-60%, while the Samurai Divisions are at 70-75% readiness and the Hatamoto are at 80-90% combat readiness. Although this would be more than enough to take on any Mexican assault force and the Canadians are not powerful enough militarily to threaten the Shogun’s armies; according to satellite views and pre-pandemic information, the Japanese Self-Defense Forces was at 95% readiness (with better equipment and leadership). Even if you take into account the cost of the flu outbreak (Japan had been very lucky in that regard; their leadership had been smart enough to keep influenza from reaching their shores and spreading), military analysts’ lowball estimates put Japanese readiness at 85%.

Sparrow would have to tell his diplomatic mission in Tokyo to play it easy right now. Although his forces outnumbered the JSDF, he did not have the amphibious capabilities such a war would require and, besides, it was not worth weakening his position. There were contentious cities in his own territory that still had to be quelled and there was also the matter of body disposal. Official estimates put the casualties from avian influenza at almost 120 million.

The Shogun put the troop summary on the traditional-style oak desk (that was one thing he loved about Washington, there was great tradition to everything) and walked around his sizable office, stretching his arms and back. On one wall was a rack of swords parallel to the floor; on the bottom an almost meter long no-dachi, then a 65cm blade katana, a 50cm blade wakizashi and, at the top, a tanto dagger. A vertical rack to the right of the swords held quarterstaff weapons; including a six foot long bo, a four foot long jo, a three foot long hanbo, and a two foot long tambo.

To the right of the vertical rack are more modern weapons in a locked glass cabinet: including an M4 Assault Rifle, a SPAS-12 Semi-Automatic/Pump Actions shotgun, a pair of Uzi SMGs, several handguns and a Pancor Jackhammer (a fully automatic shotgun which uses a drum magazine). Besides the guns, there was enough ammunition for a small army.

On the other wall stood a massive bookcase, with such titles as The Art of War by Sun Tzu, A Book of Five Rings by the great Japanese warrior Miyamoto Musashi, Infantry Attack and The Tank in War by Erwin Rommel, Achtung Panzer by Guderian and various other works by great military leaders. He also had books on the tactics of the World Wars, the Vietnam War, the two Gulf Wars and many other international conflicts.

Sparrow himself seemed to fit right in with the military paraphernalia. He wore a black uniform with insignia on either shoulder (consisting of crossed swords below a diamond). His black combat boots and Beretta 92FS handgun (in a hip holster at his side) were shined to almost perfection. Unlike other warlord-type leaders, Sparrow did not have the plethora of self-awarded medals and decorations.

He strode over to the colonial windows looking out onto Pennsylvania Avenue. Although it was very close (diagonal from his position), numerous trees minimized his view of the majestic White House. Currently, the Shogun occupied Blair House (actually five smaller townhouses combined), which itself had a varied history. President Truman had used it during massive renovations of the White House; much more recently, before the influenza pandemic of course, it had been used as a guesthouse for foreign dignitaries, including British Prime Minister Tony Blaire, Chinese President Jiang Zemin and former Israeli Prime Minister Ehud Barak.

06-05-2006, 03:21 PM
* * *

Less than twenty minutes later, when a steward showed the two representatives, one carrying an oversized briefcase, from the Council on Moral Affairs into the Shogun’s office, Sparrow was again seated, although this time leaning back slightly in his executive chair, hands clasped in front of him. Without skipping a beat, Sparrow was up, around the desk and shaking both men’s hands warmly.

The Council on Moral Affairs (CMA) had been formed only two days ago by Shogunal decree. CMA; made up of several psychiatrists, theologians (mostly evangelical Christians, with a few very orthodox Jewish Rabbis), medical doctors, scientists, and public health and security officials; was charged with, as Sparrow put it, “Carrying out the war against the evils of sexuality and sin on all fronts.”

“Gentleman, please sit down, can I get you anything?” Sparrow motioned towards the pair of overstuffed couches facing each other across an ornate glass coffee table. Both men nodded in the negative, needing nothing at the moment and sat across from each other. Sparrow, on the other hand, dragged a hard-backed wooden chair from the ‘bookcase wall’ and sat down. The Shogun tried to avoid getting too comfortable in these kinds of meetings.

The two men, Noah Robinson, the 57-year-old Reverend-General of CMA, and Daniel Wiseman, the 21-year-old Delegate Plenipotentiary for the Elimination of Sexual Immorality and the Reduction of Sexuality (DPESIRS), wore white suits with the CMA patch, a Star of David and a Cross intermingled, on their left breast. Although Sparrow’s uniform was black, he wore a white armband on his left forearm to represent his virginity, purity and oath of abstinence (which he had declared in his national address on June 7th).

Noah spoke up first, “Shogun, before we go on, I wish to personally thank you for granting me the privilege of running the Council on Moral Affairs. I only hope that together we can rid society of fornication.”

Sparrow nodded, “That is why I appointed you Mr. Robinson. There are very few people, especially men, who are willing to take a stand and say, ‘Sexuality is wrong.’ You have always been one of those men; I even remember your television show. It gave me solace after my mother died.”

The small talk continued for several minutes before Sparrow finally leaned forward in his chair, resting his elbows on his haunches, “Gentlemen, we could discuss the old days and personal experiences until His return, but we must get down to business.”

Both Robinson and Wiseman nodded as the Shogun continued, “We have been given a unique opportunity. Under normal circumstances, the perverts and fornicators would never have invested power in me, but now, desperate times have allowed me, with broad military backing, to replace the US government.

“Now, we must decide how best to carry out our war.”

Robinson scratched his chin in contemplation before speaking, “First, I think we should enact laws against pre-marital sexual relations, homosexual relations, all forms of birth control and contraception. Second, in order to reduce the dangers of lust, we should create a national dress code, which will prevent, especially women, from wearing provocative clothing, and ban public displays of affection. All nightclubs and bars should be strictly monitored to insure they do not promote illicit activity. Television and movies should be heavily censored to prevent the glorification of sexual activity…”

Wiseman, a bit of a joker sometimes, interjected, “By the time we’re done, the most risqué shows on TV will be Rupert Bear and Pokemon.”

Sparrow and Robinson looked at Wiseman, in an almost menacing fashion, but then they both laughed; the Shogun almost guffawing and Robinson’s eyes tearing up. Wiseman joined in on the laughter after a couple seconds.

After the raucous died down, Sparrow spoke, “All good ideas, Noah, but we must move quickly, lest the perverts gain power again. Remember, our war isn’t just against the perverts, but against perversion. If we arrested every fornicator, pornographer and nymphomaniac in the nation, there would be more to take their places…”

He paused for dramatic effect, “…we must destroy the very seeds of immorality. Do you both understand what I’m trying to say?”

The smiles and silliness off their faces, Robinson and Wiseman nodded somberly. As all three men stood up, Wiseman spoke, “We need a good name for our campaign.”

Both Robinson and the Shogun nodded in agreement as they headed towards the office door, then Sparrow, the proverbial light bulb going off in his head, replied, “Why don’t we borrow from our Muslim friends: a Jihad Against Sexuality?”

At the threshold of the door, Robinson paused and tumbled the idea around in his head for a few seconds before answering, “Inspired idea, sir. Bush had his War Against Terror and you have a Jihad Against Sexuality.”

06-05-2006, 07:19 PM
This is just boring and silly. You're telling me that a contagious case avian influenza would cause people to riot? Now why would people riot when something killing people is contagious? Rioting because of a disease? That's like us rioting because of AIDS.

The whole get ride of sexuality thing is a little ineresting but just...silly.

06-05-2006, 09:18 PM
Remember, Avian Flu is a lot more contagious and kills a lot faster than AIDS. Also, by the time the riots occurred, it was because it appeared the government was not handling the pandemic well. Look at what happened with Katrina...

BTW- if you look back at the Spanish Flu Pandemic of 1918, there were riots, lockdowns of cities, and other extreme measures. By the time the riots occurred, all travel had been halted. Imagine you live in a sector with a high flu spread and you can't get out? As a general rule, when people get scared, they get crazy.

06-05-2006, 09:23 PM
Also, how can I make the story less boring? You explained how it was silly and I can understand that: the plot is very farfetched.

06-05-2006, 11:37 PM
I wouldn't compare it to Katrina since those riots were caused by people looting and what not. Okay you got me on the 1918 thing, but if anything happened like in your story then i'm sure there would be a lot of suicides.

I don't know how to make it less boring i mean is this story actually gonna go somewhere?

07-05-2006, 03:23 AM
Yes, there would be lots of suicides, a drastic increase in the amount of depression and anxiety disorders (GAD, PTSD, OCD, etc.), and this issue is addressed eventually.

Also, in regards to 'the story getting somewhere', don't worry, it will. This story pans out to be fairly long so the beginning is spent introducing characters and the general conflict. I hope this is satisfactory to you and the other readers.

07-05-2006, 05:23 AM
The writing it's self isn't so bad. Yet it has to go some where. You can't just have descriptive writing with tons and tons of go no where paragraphs. You need to get to the point quicker. All the stuff you posted could have been summed up MUCH quicker.

08-05-2006, 02:31 AM
I remember what i sort of wanted to say before. It seems like everything happens far to easy. I mean you just say in that "brief" history that the people rebel and just take of D.C. like it was nothin'. I don't like how you have everything move so fast. If i was writing this story i wouldn't have written the history. I would have it unfold as it went along and you would learn how this strong Christian group came to power.

08-05-2006, 02:52 AM
I have thought about that myself and you have a good point; the problem is that too fix that I'd have to rewrite the story and I would Rob's point about me never finishing stuff.

Also, it wasn't the rioters that seized Washington, DC. All the riots did was damage the infrastructure and make things more difficult for the government; Sparrow's militia was much more organized.

Anyway, I hope to have the next chapter done in a couple of days. I have had a bad cold for past few days and I haven't slept well.

Even though we can both agree that there are serious problems to the story and they will be fixed in a revised version, are you still interested in further chapters?

08-05-2006, 10:14 PM
Why don't you complete a story and then post it. I wouldn't post a story while i was writing it. Maybe a chapter by chapter but i'd at least have the majority of the story roughly writtin out.

09-05-2006, 03:08 AM
I have the basic outline for the story; the basic ideas for characters, plot and resolution thereof. For me, it is mostly getting my mental images and conceptualization onto paper (or monitor in this case:) )

09-05-2006, 08:55 AM

I think it's a decent plot: I like the way in which the story seems to be heading. However, (isn't there always a "however?") go easy on the bloody lists. There's nothing wrong with a good list to set out the context in which your story takes place, but it goes on and on and on and on, after which you repeat some of it in the prose that follows. Summarise, my friend. We know how fast an epidemic spreads, but we don't need to know every step along the way. Focus on the important events, leave out the "in the mean time" death count.

In your prose, you tend to sum up a lot as well - try to keep that to a minimum: focus on where it's really relevant and necessary to the story. A list must be important enough to disturb the flow of events for. If observations are needed, try to lose the omniscient narrator, and have another character think or talk about it. That would make the story a lot more lively.

09-05-2006, 09:18 AM
Slow down pilgrim.

First, transmission of avian flu between humans is not even known to be possible. A scenario describing the infection rate you have given seems very unlikely, especially given the paranoia surrounding the possibility of a pandemic. The virus would first have to mutate to be able to transmit itself easily from bird to human, then again to easily facilitate human-human transmission. This process takes time.

Second, no twenty year old is able to claim to lead a militia, claim absolute rule, make strategic decisions or organise the logistics of a large scale resistance movement. And even if he could, he wouldn't stay in control long. I'm a militaria enthusiast myself (read a lot more than you have, I guarantee) and I could not possibly hope, at age 23, to single-handedly raise, develop, lead, and claim power with a militia movement.

The Japanese swords and staves are useless in modern combat. Similarly, an M4A1 rifle is next to useless in 'closed quarters', such as that which would be encountered during an attempted coup in the office itself. (I assume thats the reason for having so many weapons in the office. If not, the guy is a fucking whackjob.)

SPAS stands for Sporting Purpose Automatic Shotgun, not 'Semi-Automatic/Pump Actions shotgun'. The Jackhammer making it past prototype stage is arguable at best. The USAS-12 would be a better bet if you want a drum-fed automatic combat shotgun.

Sex is not wrong.

I'll come back with more later. All boys have dreamed about being generals and leaders and/or dictators. Its good writing practice to put your ideas to paper. But try and make things a bit more believable, which you can do by grounding your story on facts.

09-05-2006, 01:37 PM
Alrighty then...now that we've established what swords (and exactly how long each one is) are in the display case, can we proceed with a story?
Too much of the "story" is glossed over in the "Brief History of the UAF". If you want to convince me that Sparrow has been able to attain the kind of power that he has, I need to see some military/diplomatic prowess displayed. Let's see him slowly gain the power, rather than just be given a list of (ridiculously unbelievable) dates. I say "ridiculously unbelievable" because, if I'm reading this right, you have a college kid conquering the Southeastern United States in a matter of weeks...which is ridiculous simply because these states have more guns per capita that any other region of the country. Likewise, these states have a high concentration of National Guard and army reserve that would be a bit hesitant to lay down their arms and join a twenty-something virgin. If he is a charismatic leader, we need to see it.
There's far too much telling and not nearly enough showing. Also, get rid of the parentheticals. Those are for scripts, not novels and I'm assuming this is a novel since it doesn't follow the format of a screenplay.

09-05-2006, 03:37 PM
Sex is not wrong.

I agree with almost every other plot point, although to fix most of them would require a massive rewrite. But on the sex issue, remember that it is the character's personal opinion and, if his military will go for it, he could implement his plans to "remoralize society", although it would very likely turn into a potential civil war (which it does eventually), he could try and if he thinks his cause is just, he might go very far to achieve his means, including violence, brutality, brainwashing and anything else he feels is necessary.

Also, if you read carefully (and you'll see it later on), his goal is not to destroy sexuality itself, but merely sexual immorality and to reduce the rampant sexuality in his country. I don't know about you, but I find that America obsesses about sexuality to an extreme degree.

09-05-2006, 10:32 PM
Now i think the helping information stopped a little while ago. I mean i don't see what matters on how the flu spreads, it's a story a lot of crazy shit can happen. While reading Hasslebrad's post i just thought about how so many people are dead and the National Guard might not really matter because they could be just trying to save their own asses.

Sparrow becoming a militia leader at 21 is very unlikely but, once again, it's a story about very desperate people and everyone's dying from this flu. People were probably waiting for a leader. I didn't think i'd be defending this.

I think Nsper7 knows what he should do by now.

09-05-2006, 10:58 PM
What about my post isn't helpful?
I'm simply saying we need to be shown the story. If the National Guard is in disarray, show us. Show us some sort of power struggle. Military leaders, when faced with this kind of situation, would all jump at the chance to fill the void left in power. Seeing the collapse of a nation would be a compelling story. Have Sparrow watching the President speak and noting how pale his complexion is. Then, days later, see reports of his demise as he is building his own force.
Study Hitler's rise to power and the alliances he made with various figures in Germany in the 1930s and model the story after that. I just think there's far too much interesting material being glossed over in the "Brief History".

09-05-2006, 11:09 PM
A'ight, sorry, i thought you were just telling Nsper7 everything that would make his plot fall. I gotcha and that's a very good point, but then again i think you just might have to be able to see the reason that it's the flu and what not yourself. If he keeps reminding us it's the flu or whatever then it'll seem a bit repetitive.

09-05-2006, 11:39 PM

Victor was usually fairly calm, not prone to violence out of anger. Although there was that one time; a couple days after the Militia took Gainesville, he told me to join him for a little drive. I didn’t know where we were going; after several minutes- obviously traffic was light- we pulled up to this nice house- not quite a mansion- and he jumped out, ran to the front door and knocked. Seconds later, one of the prettiest, in that cute sort of way, women I’ve ever seen opened the door and they spoke for a couple minutes- I was still in the car- and then they hugged and Victor headed back to the car. I could tell he loved her; not in that way, but he cared about her.

When he was inside, I said to him, “Man, she was beautiful.” Almost instantly, a scowl crossed his face and he elbowed me right in the sternum (my ribs hurt for a couple days) and he almost yelled, “Don’t even think about it! She’s too good for you; she’s too good for any of us! You understand me?” My ribs throbbing, I was barely able to nod.

-Patrick Bradenton

July 1st

The first casualty of the Shogun’s [i]Jihad Against Sexuality would be 31-year-old Ryan Ames of Miami, FL. His crime was owning one of the more lewd of South Beach nightclubs, the Purple Flamingo, especially known for its open arms to homosexuals, although it certainly catered to the heteros as well. Every night, men and women came into drink and pick up a one-nighter, usually starting the gropes and feels while still in the club. Drinks were served by attractive scantily-clad waitresses. Two-thirds of the time, the chosen band who played up from used enough profanity to cause a sailor to blush. All in all, it was the perfect target for CMA.

At around 11 PM, two white Chevy Suburbans pulled up to the grotesquely morbid entrance, a pair of doors under spread flamingo’s legs (a strange phallic object drooped between the legs and acted as a divider between the doors). Six men piled out of each SUV, their stark-white uniforms glinting in the neon lights of the entrance. Each person had the Star-and-Cross insignia on both shoulders and carried standard-issue Beretta 92FS in hip holsters. They were armed, dangerous and ready.

The leader of the raid, Major Yakov Stein, a member of the ultra-orthodox Haredi sect of Judaism, let his palm rest on the grip of his semi-automatic pistol as he strode up the steps, ignoring the bouncer and shoved the open entry doors. His squad followed in a vee formation. The bouncer, noting the guns and stern looks, backed into his small niche and pushed the panic button which activated an alarm in the owner’s office. The Purple Flamingo had been robbed before and Mr. Ames was taking no chances. Without further thought, he grabbed his .357 Magnum out his desk drawer and hustled out of his office; this would be his last mistake.

It was one of Stein’s men who noticed Ames approaching with a weapon. “GUN!” was yelled and suddenly every pistol was out and several shots were fired. The huge revolver fell from Ames’ hand as he clutched at his blood-soaked chest and fell backwards into the recently dancing crowd. 9mm rounds have a nasty habit entering and exiting their human targets and the bullet fired at Ryan Ames were no exception.

Several club patrons behind him were wounded and blood-curdling screams echoed throughout the darkened club. People, angry snarls on their face, approached Stein’s squad. Unsure of what to do and more than a little panicked at the turn of events, the 12 men of CMA responded out of fear. More shots were fired and more screams were heard.

Stein, at the top of his lungs, screamed, “EVERYONE FREEZE! WE’RE THE POLICE!” and punctuated himself with several shots fired into the air. Although a few patrons continued their approach (and were shot down), the majority stopped in mid-movement and either raised their hands or dropped to their knees; however, because of the poor visibility in the club, several more shots rang out before Stein ordered, “HOLD YOUR FIRE!”

Yakov Stein rubbed his hand across his forehead and sighed, looking at the gruesome scene before him. Bodies were strewn across the floor, blood pouring out of them. Intermingled were the cooperative ones, fearful for their lives. This had gone terribly wrong, unarmed men and women were dead, shot down by his men. The Haredi Jew shook his head and looked back at the CMA squad; his years in the Yeshiva had not prepared him for this.

His squadmates merely glanced around, perhaps inspecting their handiwork. By far, Yakov, at the age of 30 was the oldest man in the group. The rest were all in their twenties, many of them a product of an ultra-orthodox upbringing, be they Jewish, Catholic or Baptist or anything else.

“Holy shit men, we really fucked up here…”


“WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED OUT THERE!?” the Shogun screamed at Wiseman as he slammed the report from Stein onto the desk.

“Well, sir, you said you wanted to stamp out immorality. There are 22 less sinners to deal with,” the DPESIRS replied with slight laughter, more out of nervousness than anything else.

Sparrow clenched his fists, trying to regain control over his temper, “I’m glad you think this is humorous, because I’m fairly sure neither the press, the international community nor our own damned people are going to be laughing with you…”

“Yes sir.”

09-05-2006, 11:42 PM

Victor Sparrow was absolutely right. The next day, it was all over the press about the ‘Gunfight at the Purple Flamingo’ and, thanks to the Internet and high-tech telecommunications, the incident was topping headlines all across the globe. The BBC, SkyNews, ITAR-TASS and even Vatican Radio were commenting on the violent actions of CMA.

Perhaps the worst international response was that of NHK, the Japanese national broadcast corporation. It was a well-known fact that the Japanese were no fan of the UAF, especially with the Shogun ordering an increase of troops in the Federation’s, nee United States of America’s, military bases in Yokohama and Okinawa. Although there have been troops stationed in Japan since the end of World War Two, with the end of the Cold War almost two decades ago, the United States had begun downsizing its forces in the region. Now, the Shogun, perhaps out of paranoia or because he just didn’t like them, had deployed the Tokugawa Armored Division, plus three of his Samurai Divisions, to Yokohama, and the Meiji Airborne Division and five Samurai Divisions to Okinawa. This did not include the naval or air units also sent to ‘protect’ UAF bases in Japanese territory.

Therefore, it was with open arms that the Japanese government had welcomed exiled US President Gutierrez, who had been ousted quite violently by Sparrow and had an extreme bone to pick. Now, just a day after the Purple Flamingo incident, NHK, being state-run, decided to conduct an interview with the former President.

As is standard with most governments, the UAF has people on staff whose sole job is to monitor the foreign media. Major broadcasters, including NHK, had a person who watched them constantly. Therefore, almost immediately after the broadcast interview began, a phone was ringing in the office of the Shogun’s Chief of Staff, telling him to turn on the NHK feed (which they got via satellite). Minutes later, the Shogun himself was watching Japanese state television. Luckily, since Gutierrez did not speak Japanese, the interview was conducted in English and Sparrow did not need a translator.

He caught the tail end of Gutierrez’s answer, “…I certainly believe Sparrow is dangerous. As the Flamingo incident, he is more than willing to resort to violence.”

The interviewer was nodding slightly, “What, if anything, should be done about Mr. Sparrow’s government?”

“Well, I don’t think we can do anything, but the American people will rise up against him. They will not stand for his dictatorship. The only we can do is provide all the support possible.”

“If you have not heard, Mr. President, the Diet is considering a bill to declare the Sparrow regime illegitimate and order him to remove his troops from Nippon territory. What is your opinion on that?”

“I would fully support it. I know the Treaty of San Francisco stipulates that we handle Japanese defense, but I firmly believe the JSDF is able to protect the Home Islands and having the UAF defend Japan is like letting the fox guard the henhouse.”

That was all the Shogun needed to hear as he angrily shut off his office television and looked at his Chief of Staff, “Those dirty motherfuckers! How dare they!? WHO THE FUCK DO THEY THINK THEY’RE DEALING WITH!? FUCK! FUCK!”

Sparrow stood up, picking up a glass paperweight and pitching it at the wall, shattering on impact and sending shards everywhere; his Chief of Staff covered his eyes to avoid any glass.

Several seconds passed, the Shogun stomping around the room, cursing and shouting crude imprecations against the Japanese people and their government. Finally, he took a deep breath and looked back to his Chief of Staff, who was quite startled by Sparrow’s temper and tenacity, “I’m sorry about…I shouldn’t have…I shouldn’t have lost my cool like that, but listen, get our Ambassador to Japan on the phone…quickly.”

The Chief of Staff nodded, taking his leave of the Shogun and using his cell-phone to contact the White House Signals Office (which also handled communication for Blair House).

10-05-2006, 10:49 PM
Well it was more interesting and right to the point this time. I think Sparrow sounded like he was 12-years-old though. I would imagine that a powerful independet militia leader wouldn't just yell "fuck" and stomp around the room.

The technology seems to be working a bit too well in this story though. Isn't everyone in this story supposed to be between the ages of like 13-35 or something. I might be imagining this as too post apocalyptic. It seems like a mob has taken over a normal country to now. Not a disease killed everything and a militia took power.

To me this seems like it should be graphic novel or something. I might just be saying this because i read a lot of comics.

11-05-2006, 12:11 AM
Well it was more interesting and right to the point this time. I think Sparrow sounded like he was 12-years-old though. I would imagine that a powerful independet militia leader wouldn't just yell "fuck" and stomp around the room.

Well, remember he is only 21 and also, he is very pissed. If you read the pre-chapter clip, you'll see he has a violent temper although as Bradenton puts it, Sparrow usually keeps it under control.

What the Japanese did could bring down the Sparrow regime. Remember that Japan was one of the few nations pretty much unaffected by the Avian Flu. This makes them a world power now. To have a world power refuse to recognize that Sparrow is the legitimate leader of his country could cause the people the overthrow him.

The technology seems to be working a bit too well in this story though. Isn't everyone in this story supposed to be between the ages of like 13-35 or something. I might be imagining this as too post apocalyptic. It seems like a mob has taken over a normal country to now. Not a disease killed everything and a militia took power.

Remember, infrastructure would remain after the disease had passed (it only kills humans, it does not destroy stuff). Also, his militia is now a government (remember the IM was disbanded after Sparrow took over).

Anyway, thanks for the comments and I'll try to apply them as I continue forward in the story.