Revolution, Revolutions.
-Fidel Castro
Revolution! Vernacia has declared independence from its metropolis. In a swift movement the liberal colleges of the army and navy have incited the population into a full fledged rebellion. The outcome however was far more radical than expected, as the angry mob invaded the viceroy's palace, murdered him and set fire on the building!

The new black-and-white circles insignia was chosen as the budding nation's flag .

Such flags were erected swiftly across the country, such as the three new flags right on the former site of the palace.

The new government was swiftly assembled with representatives from the major urban agglomerations in vernacia - Ianamus Zura, Bayview, Fort Hayden, Calypso, Valmouth, Sun Valley, Nova Loricia, and Palan Bay.
A new constitution is on the works for the budding nations, and envoys were sent to countries all over the world to seek recognition of vernacia's independence. Bayview's town hall was chosen as the provisory seat of the revolutionary government until the situation settles.

Meanwhile
A bright doorway opened inside the main hall of the ship. Djohaal was meditating, and got startled by Horus walking out of it, he seemed a bit annoyned, but other than that fine.
"Ok, I think I pulled it, for now. Becoming viceroy was the easy part of it, but I had to become quite the hated leader for such a revolution to happen."
Djohaal replied ironically "I hope you managed to shift off your body before they got to you"
"Fortunately yes, I beleive I never played such a hated leader in the last" - horus paused gathering his thoughts - "50 pulses*? When the mob leaped over my body things got quite ugly, there was blood even in the roof."
"I beleive you rather enjoyed the spetacle. However I have some bad news."
With a gesture one of the surfaces of the hall turned into a display, a very noisy and jittery image appeared
"What is this mess? One of our remote observation nodes is malfunctioning?"
"No, this is their business. They don't send just noise via radio waves, they also figured out how to send images. Decoding the signal kept me entertained for a couple of days, and watching their media, is, at least, equally amusing."
"Anyways what is so bad about this? We didn't have TV in this island, but I heard about it. And it is not very original, the Vegans we visited 250 pulses ago had a network of taste-broadcasting, it was quite interesting"
"This." Djohaal moved his hand and as recording appeared on the display.

The broadcast also had a recording: "And later this morning, a fleet of two cruisers, three corvettes and two support ships, led by the battleship Vindicator departed from the east coast in a mission to quell a revolution in the island of Vernacia. The admiral beleives just a short seige on bayview might be enough to subdue the revolutionaries"
"And it is no rumor. I managed to track them down" With another movement Djohaal put the observation node feed on, a large fleet of ships appeared, cruising the seas..

*1 pulse = approximately 50 years on their time counting system
And now a word from our maestro!
Here we go! Vernacia has declared independence, however its metropolis is retalliating. What'll be of our island people? And what are those two shady figures up to?!
Stay tuned! ![]()
A note to moderators: I think I might have been a bit strong on the scenes here, however it is not my idea to make a very itsy-bitsy cutey journal, hence the usage of such strong images. However if I crossed the border too strongly please PM me and I'll tone down things a bit, but I'll keep on the razor line... ![]()


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