Transcription of Emergency Cabinet Meeting with PM Sanai
Apr 23, 2022 16:59:14 GMT
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Post by The Evergreen Republic on Apr 23, 2022 16:59:14 GMT
Transcription of Emergency Cabinet Meeting - April 23, 2022
The cabinet meeting begins as Prime Minister Sanai walks into the Parliamentary Conference Room, housed in the Samanthalán Parliament House at 2 Dáxlamic Boulevard. She appears hungover, and is wearing street clothes. The cabinet members slowly stand as she walks into the room, which is customary for these briefings. The cabinet appears uncomfortable standing for her, given her disheveled appearance. Protestors can be heard banging on drums outside. There are hundreds of thousands of them in the capital city, and protestors have clogged city streets around The Evergreen Republic calling for the PM to resign.
PM Sanai walks to her seat and sits down at a conference table filled with cabinet leaders to begin the meeting.
PM Mikalya Sanai: What the fuck are you looking at? Sit your asses down, now.
The PM takes her seat at the end of the table and opens a binder that's pre-placed in front of her chair. The cabinet members sit down, they begin looking at each other.
Joaquin Randan, Grand Marshal of the Radiant Dáxlamic Armed Forces: Mrs. Prime Minister?
PM Mikalya Sanai: It's Ms., not Mrs. Didn't you watch the last season of Evergreen Bachelorette? It didn't work out with me and MC Savage, why do you insist on bringing it up?
The Grand Marshal, who is in uniform, stands back up. The PM, sitting down, looks at him.
PM Mikalya Sanai: Did I tell you to stand? Sit your ass down.
The Grand Marshal takes a deep breath, looks at the Minister of Commerce, and sits back down.
Joaquin Randan, Grand Marshal of the Radiant Dáxlamic Armed Forces: Okay. (he sighs again and rolls his eyes) Ms. Prime Minister then. (now raising his voice) I'm sorry it didn't work out for you on the little TV show but will you pay attention! We have a god damn crisis outside this building!
The PM slams her binder closed as the Grand Marshal talks. When he finishes his sentence, she throws it across the room, cracking a window.
PM Mikalya Sanai: YOU ASSHOLE!!! (she is screaming now) THE ONLY CRISIS IS THAT YOU REFUSE TO ACKNOWLEDGE THAT I'M IN CHARGE!!!
The Minister of Commerce stands up slowly now as well, looking at the Grand Marshal.
PM Mikalya Sanai: Oh, you have something to say too?
Minister of Commerce Rodrigue Asapanalan: I find your conduct completely reprehensible. Where is the Dux?! Return him to the capital at once!
PM Mikalya Sanai: You want to overthrow our Constitution just like the wolves on the streets! By the way, have you seen the news? The protestors are refusing to leave! They are staging a sit-in, and they call themselves Dáxlamic? Betraying their country? Traitors. Joaquin, what the hell are your forces doing? Why are you letting this happen?! ***she slams her fist on the table*** This afternoon, begin shooting at them!!
Joaquin Randan, Grand Marshal of the Radiant Dáxlamic Armed Forces: I've heard enough of this nonsense.
PM Mikalya Sanai: You will sit your ass down or face a firing squad!
Other minister begin to stand up in defiance. The PM remains seated.
Minister of Foreign Affairs Samantha Rosana: We are losing allies! Ventica is already abandoning us! Roylaii thinks we are monsters! Lord knows what Nationale Republik thinks of us?!?!
PM Mikalya Sanai: Then maybe you should go and ask them, and don't come back!
The ministers fall silent. They begin to look at Joaquin Randan. The Grand Marshal of the Evergreen Republic's military reaches to his side and pulls out a Lovella S10. It is a gold plated Necronian sidearm the Grand Marshal once got as a gift from The Dux. He unclips his holster, removes the sidearm and aims it squarely at the PM, who is still seated.
Joaquin Randan, Grand Marshal of the Radiant Dáxlamic Armed Forces: Ms. Prime Minister, we will ask you one more time. Where is the Dux?
The Prime Minister reclines back in her seat and looks around at the ministers. She takes a deep breath and rubs her hand across her cheek, appearing visibly stressed.
PM Mikalya Sanai: Okay, you want to know? .....she pauses.... He is gone.
Joaquin Randan cocks back the hammer of the Lovella S10. He looks the PM squarely in the eyes.
Joaquin Randan, Grand Marshal of the Radiant Dáxlamic Armed Forces: Samantha, lock the door. (the Minister of Foreign Affairs gets up and locks the door to the conference room, the Grand Marshal of the Evergreen Armed Forces waits to hear the door lock before proceeding)---- What do you mean he is gone?
PM Mikalya Sanai throws a pencil she had over her ear onto the desk.
PM Mikalya Sanai: I mean he escap--- (she catches herself and corrects herself mid-word) ---I mean he left his bunker in the Zarpathian Mountains last night.
The other ministers begin screaming at her over each other saying such things as "What do you mean escaped?!" and "You were holding him hostage?!?"
Gunshots are then heard coming from the hallway in the Parliament House. There is a commotion going on outside the room that and both male and female voices can be heard shouting immediately after the gunfire. What the voices are shouting from outside the room cannot be made out exactly, although a female yelling the words "Stand the Fuck Down!" can be clearly heard by everyone at the conference table.
Joaquin Randan keeps his firearm aimed at PM Mikalya Sanai, appearing unfazed by the commotion outside.
PM Mikalya Sanai: Just put the gun down! Something is happening! The protestors are making it in the building! They will kill us all!
Joaquin Randan, Grand Marshal of the Radiant Dáxlamic Armed Forces: Honestly, Ms. Prime Minister, at this point, I could give a fuck less. Let me ask you something Ms. Princess, have you ever worked for anything in your life? Do you know who appointed me? Do you know what oath I took?
More gunshots can be heard, this time closer with the sound of boots stomping down a hallway.
Joaquin Randan, Grand Marshal of the Radiant Dáxlamic Armed Forces, is unfazed still. He keeps talking to the PM behind his S10.
Joaquin Randan, Grand Marshal of the Radiant Dáxlamic Armed Forces: Everyone in that room took that oath. Including us. I will ask you one more time. Where is the Dux. And by the way, I'm sorry it didn't work out with you and MC Moron.
Just then bangs can be heard on the door to the conference room. A female voice shouts "Evergreen Republican Guard, OPEN UP!!!" The PM, stunned, cannot muster a word out. The Evergreen Republican Guard is what the Evergreen Republic calls their Special Operations Forces.
Joaquin Randan, Grand Marshal of the Radiant Dáxlamic Armed Forces: Samantha, will you open the door please?
The Minister of Foreign Affairs gets up to open the door. Before she can reach the door, it is kicked in by a female soldier in full riot gear holding a Necropolis 2-made NR-50A1. She points her firearm at the Minister of Foreign Affairs and yells "GET DOWN" and then scans it across the room. "ON YOUR KNEES ON THE FLOOR!" The soldier yells again. Other soldiers begin to pour into the room behind her, all in full riot gear with the same weaponry. All of the ministers get down on their knees, but the Grand Marshal stays standing with his gun pointed at the Prime Minister.
Evergreen Republican Guard soldiers move in and surround the PM and the Grand Marshal, with guns pointed at both. The female soldier in charge walks over to the Grand Marshal and places her hand on his arm, which is still holding the gun pointed at the PM. She slowly lowers his arm, and the weapon.
"Sir, I am Sergeant Major Lalana Rak of the Evergreen Republican Guard. Grand Marshal Randan, please turn around."
The Grand Marshal takes one last look at the PM and says, "Long Live the Dux. I am ready to die." He turns around.
Standing there is Dux Bradford John, who takes off his helmet. He is dressed as one of the soldiers within the unit that has poured into the room. He hands the NR-50A1 he is holding to another soldier.
"That won't be necessary Grand Marshal. Soldiers, take the Prime Minister into custody. I have a nation to address."
The Grand Marshal, stunned, falls to his knees and begins to cry.
---END---
The cabinet meeting begins as Prime Minister Sanai walks into the Parliamentary Conference Room, housed in the Samanthalán Parliament House at 2 Dáxlamic Boulevard. She appears hungover, and is wearing street clothes. The cabinet members slowly stand as she walks into the room, which is customary for these briefings. The cabinet appears uncomfortable standing for her, given her disheveled appearance. Protestors can be heard banging on drums outside. There are hundreds of thousands of them in the capital city, and protestors have clogged city streets around The Evergreen Republic calling for the PM to resign.
PM Sanai walks to her seat and sits down at a conference table filled with cabinet leaders to begin the meeting.
PM Mikalya Sanai: What the fuck are you looking at? Sit your asses down, now.
The PM takes her seat at the end of the table and opens a binder that's pre-placed in front of her chair. The cabinet members sit down, they begin looking at each other.
Joaquin Randan, Grand Marshal of the Radiant Dáxlamic Armed Forces: Mrs. Prime Minister?
PM Mikalya Sanai: It's Ms., not Mrs. Didn't you watch the last season of Evergreen Bachelorette? It didn't work out with me and MC Savage, why do you insist on bringing it up?
The Grand Marshal, who is in uniform, stands back up. The PM, sitting down, looks at him.
PM Mikalya Sanai: Did I tell you to stand? Sit your ass down.
The Grand Marshal takes a deep breath, looks at the Minister of Commerce, and sits back down.
Joaquin Randan, Grand Marshal of the Radiant Dáxlamic Armed Forces: Okay. (he sighs again and rolls his eyes) Ms. Prime Minister then. (now raising his voice) I'm sorry it didn't work out for you on the little TV show but will you pay attention! We have a god damn crisis outside this building!
The PM slams her binder closed as the Grand Marshal talks. When he finishes his sentence, she throws it across the room, cracking a window.
PM Mikalya Sanai: YOU ASSHOLE!!! (she is screaming now) THE ONLY CRISIS IS THAT YOU REFUSE TO ACKNOWLEDGE THAT I'M IN CHARGE!!!
The Minister of Commerce stands up slowly now as well, looking at the Grand Marshal.
PM Mikalya Sanai: Oh, you have something to say too?
Minister of Commerce Rodrigue Asapanalan: I find your conduct completely reprehensible. Where is the Dux?! Return him to the capital at once!
PM Mikalya Sanai: You want to overthrow our Constitution just like the wolves on the streets! By the way, have you seen the news? The protestors are refusing to leave! They are staging a sit-in, and they call themselves Dáxlamic? Betraying their country? Traitors. Joaquin, what the hell are your forces doing? Why are you letting this happen?! ***she slams her fist on the table*** This afternoon, begin shooting at them!!
Joaquin Randan, Grand Marshal of the Radiant Dáxlamic Armed Forces: I've heard enough of this nonsense.
PM Mikalya Sanai: You will sit your ass down or face a firing squad!
Other minister begin to stand up in defiance. The PM remains seated.
Minister of Foreign Affairs Samantha Rosana: We are losing allies! Ventica is already abandoning us! Roylaii thinks we are monsters! Lord knows what Nationale Republik thinks of us?!?!
PM Mikalya Sanai: Then maybe you should go and ask them, and don't come back!
The ministers fall silent. They begin to look at Joaquin Randan. The Grand Marshal of the Evergreen Republic's military reaches to his side and pulls out a Lovella S10. It is a gold plated Necronian sidearm the Grand Marshal once got as a gift from The Dux. He unclips his holster, removes the sidearm and aims it squarely at the PM, who is still seated.
Joaquin Randan, Grand Marshal of the Radiant Dáxlamic Armed Forces: Ms. Prime Minister, we will ask you one more time. Where is the Dux?
The Prime Minister reclines back in her seat and looks around at the ministers. She takes a deep breath and rubs her hand across her cheek, appearing visibly stressed.
PM Mikalya Sanai: Okay, you want to know? .....she pauses.... He is gone.
Joaquin Randan cocks back the hammer of the Lovella S10. He looks the PM squarely in the eyes.
Joaquin Randan, Grand Marshal of the Radiant Dáxlamic Armed Forces: Samantha, lock the door. (the Minister of Foreign Affairs gets up and locks the door to the conference room, the Grand Marshal of the Evergreen Armed Forces waits to hear the door lock before proceeding)---- What do you mean he is gone?
PM Mikalya Sanai throws a pencil she had over her ear onto the desk.
PM Mikalya Sanai: I mean he escap--- (she catches herself and corrects herself mid-word) ---I mean he left his bunker in the Zarpathian Mountains last night.
The other ministers begin screaming at her over each other saying such things as "What do you mean escaped?!" and "You were holding him hostage?!?"
Gunshots are then heard coming from the hallway in the Parliament House. There is a commotion going on outside the room that and both male and female voices can be heard shouting immediately after the gunfire. What the voices are shouting from outside the room cannot be made out exactly, although a female yelling the words "Stand the Fuck Down!" can be clearly heard by everyone at the conference table.
Joaquin Randan keeps his firearm aimed at PM Mikalya Sanai, appearing unfazed by the commotion outside.
PM Mikalya Sanai: Just put the gun down! Something is happening! The protestors are making it in the building! They will kill us all!
Joaquin Randan, Grand Marshal of the Radiant Dáxlamic Armed Forces: Honestly, Ms. Prime Minister, at this point, I could give a fuck less. Let me ask you something Ms. Princess, have you ever worked for anything in your life? Do you know who appointed me? Do you know what oath I took?
More gunshots can be heard, this time closer with the sound of boots stomping down a hallway.
Joaquin Randan, Grand Marshal of the Radiant Dáxlamic Armed Forces, is unfazed still. He keeps talking to the PM behind his S10.
Joaquin Randan, Grand Marshal of the Radiant Dáxlamic Armed Forces: Everyone in that room took that oath. Including us. I will ask you one more time. Where is the Dux. And by the way, I'm sorry it didn't work out with you and MC Moron.
Just then bangs can be heard on the door to the conference room. A female voice shouts "Evergreen Republican Guard, OPEN UP!!!" The PM, stunned, cannot muster a word out. The Evergreen Republican Guard is what the Evergreen Republic calls their Special Operations Forces.
Joaquin Randan, Grand Marshal of the Radiant Dáxlamic Armed Forces: Samantha, will you open the door please?
The Minister of Foreign Affairs gets up to open the door. Before she can reach the door, it is kicked in by a female soldier in full riot gear holding a Necropolis 2-made NR-50A1. She points her firearm at the Minister of Foreign Affairs and yells "GET DOWN" and then scans it across the room. "ON YOUR KNEES ON THE FLOOR!" The soldier yells again. Other soldiers begin to pour into the room behind her, all in full riot gear with the same weaponry. All of the ministers get down on their knees, but the Grand Marshal stays standing with his gun pointed at the Prime Minister.
Evergreen Republican Guard soldiers move in and surround the PM and the Grand Marshal, with guns pointed at both. The female soldier in charge walks over to the Grand Marshal and places her hand on his arm, which is still holding the gun pointed at the PM. She slowly lowers his arm, and the weapon.
"Sir, I am Sergeant Major Lalana Rak of the Evergreen Republican Guard. Grand Marshal Randan, please turn around."
The Grand Marshal takes one last look at the PM and says, "Long Live the Dux. I am ready to die." He turns around.
Standing there is Dux Bradford John, who takes off his helmet. He is dressed as one of the soldiers within the unit that has poured into the room. He hands the NR-50A1 he is holding to another soldier.
"That won't be necessary Grand Marshal. Soldiers, take the Prime Minister into custody. I have a nation to address."
The Grand Marshal, stunned, falls to his knees and begins to cry.
---END---