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[sup]June 11, 2049[/sup][/h2][hr][hr][img]http://i4.cdnds.net/14/19/618x332/channel-5-big-brother-logo.png[/img]
[hr][hr][h1][u][b]BREAKING NEWS: ATTACK ON EEC HQ [/b][/u][/h1][h2][b]900+ DEAD, HEADS OF EEC KILLED[/b][/h2][/center]

[quote][quote]This just in, the European Economic Commission Headquarters in Vatican City, Italy was just attack. Officials say that at 8:34 AM local time, a bomb was set off in the buildings upper levels before a dozen more were set off all around the building and in several other places in the historic city. The ensuing blast and collapse of the beautiful building killed almost everyone inside; anyone above the first two floors is guaranteed to have been killed said local Security and Defense Force (SDF) commander, “I’ve seen blasts like these before in conflicts and uprisings that happened during the fall of the EU, except they were always by a single ordnance, not dozens. Whoever did this clearly had experience in planning; we vow to hunt them down with the help of the international community. Whoever did this, we will pay them back in blood.”

Despicable anarcho-communist and nationalist terrorist groups like the Red Orchestra and Europe Rising have all claimed foul credit for the attack, no doubt in a bid to cash in on the infamy. A statement released by the Red Orchestra claims credit:

[i]“We will cut out the cancer that you have forced people to submit to. The will of the people decries the corruption and taint you have spread upon the world with your wicked sins of greed and capitalism for opulence is sinful and we all pay for it. We, the glorious heralds of the Revolution, the Red Orchestra, are the voice and will of the oppressed made manifested! We will liberate Earth and eradicate any trace of your vile taint!”[/i] 

Millions have taken to the streets to decry the horrific acts that these mob have done to further their corrupt goals as security forces across Europe have been put on high alert for any follow up attacks.

With their unifying force now crippled, if not destroyed outright, all eyes turn to Europe and their executives and how they will react in the wake of this horrible tragedy. Stocks have crashed again but it seems that a gracious combined effort from the European corporations have halted any major collapse of the market and many retailers have also cut prices to help those in need cope; the people of Europe are humbly thankful for their generous and time actions. With repair and relief programs already underway, European companies are asking that people reach out into the kindness of their hearts and donate to the victims of this horrific terror attack.

Investors say that this is now the time to invest in construction and security industries during the rebuilding process with analysts agreeing that these stocks will certainly become more valuable with vehicle and foodstuffs also expected to see a small increase. This is a prime time for anyone in those industries. Now a word from out sponsors:

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Good Fortunes and Good Prosperity to all of you people out there watching. This has been Alice Williams for the Global Public Broadcasting Corporation [i]Eyewitness News[/i], your number one source for public, unbiased, global news, signing off.[/quote]
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[h1]Gaoyu Corporation[/h1][h2][sup][sup][i]"Service of the People, to the People."[/i][/sup][/sup][/h2][hr][hr][/center]

[indent][indent]Hu Zhaori clicked off the TV flat screen and smirked, “The West is going to be quite interesting nowadays, wonder if anyone is going to try and exploit this little firework display.” He knew the lies being esposed as the truth, he’d used the same tactics before; the supposed donations would be kept mostly to the companies. Sure there would be some generous donations for PR’s sake, but it was free money, any CEO with the right mind would gladly take it, not like it had any consequence to them.

Rising from his leather massage chair, the executive looked over into the city below. His office suite was position at one of the highest points in the Jing-Jin-Ji megacity, a place once known as Beijing that now incorporated several other cities and municipalities to become a megacity that the Gaoyu Corporation was known famed for building. Below the bright neon lights flashed and glistened, taking cues from Guangdong Megacity (formerly Hong Kong) as its liveliness gave the impression that the city never slept. Zhao’s office suite was built in one of the highest towers in the city purely to let him work above everyone else.

“Meifeng,” Zhao called to one of his secretaries, “I’d like to make a ‘generous donation’ to our poor friends in the West as well as organize a bit of a public demonstration.”

A slender woman with (Zhao’s) ideal proportions swiftly came to his side and made dutifully made notes. She wasn’t always like this, but through some surgery and some “mental training”, she had joined the other men and women who served unwaveringly as part of Zhao’s personal retinue of secretaries and clerks, always serving with a friendly smile. “Will that be all master?”

The magnificently carved wooden doors opened up all of a sudden, a trio of men and women in fine waiter uniforms came in holding expensive wine and refined finger food. “Your collation, master.” One of the men holding a wine bottle bowed to Zhao, “Today we have brought to you a collection of pastries and pickled vegetables. The chiefs have prepared a charcuterie board in line with your personal tastes with imported meats and cheese and personally taste tested all of them prior to serving. The wine today is a [i]1990 Elgene L’Nior Prima Dona[/i] , a fruity red wine with delicate hints of apple and wild berries, aged in rich oak barrels deep in the Alps, and served in a handcraft Italian crystal glass.” 

Walking over, the trio rolled over a small silver cart and places the charcuterie board at the corner of Zhao’s desk, the apparent “leader” pouring out the wine. “Thank you, we hope you enjoy master.” All three bowed in perfect, inhuman unison and went to a side wall next to a massive silk tapestry to wait.

Picking up the glass and swirling its content around, Zhao pulled the board of cold meats and dairy over and sat down again, taking a long sip with a refreshed sigh at the end, “Yes Meifeng; tell whoever is in charge of marketing and advertisement at DreamArts to make less clingy and stupid advertisements, can’t have our brand spoiled like that due to their incompetence.”[/indent][/indent]
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[indent][indent]The crowd was livid at the sight of the captured terrorist members but young Tan Yuhan didn’t feel overwhelmed. If anything, he felt just at home in the mass of people chanting for the death of the Red Orchestra members who were walked up to the execution platform in chains. “Death to traitors! Death to Reds!” the student enthusiastically chanted with venomous hate and threw his fists in the air with the rest of the people, flags of the Gaoyu Corporation waving the air like trees in the wind.

He never understood the people who had worked against the Corporation, they had brought them so much good. He learned in school that it was the communist CCP who had made China weak and frail, blinded by their own greed and corruption to do what was right for the people; they just espoused they helped people while in reality did nothing as people starved and died. They destroyed the old imperial system which had made China strong with the Emperor keeping a number of powerful merchants at his side to advise him on economic matters.

A commander of the Red Dragons SDF appeared on the stage, his presence known due to him also manifesting on every outdoor TV screen in the city (helpful considering how large the crowd was). He looked stern but proud, like the kind of man who was a guardian of the people and the corporation. “Service of the People, to the People!”, his amplified voice boomed through the crowed, neon streets.

“SERVICE OF THE PEOPLE, TO THE PEOPLE!” the crowd cheered back with a million voices.

“Service of the People, to the People!” Yuhan hollered Gaoyu’s motto with his youthful voice, whistling and jumping up as many others did. He was excited, his blood boiling with energy, buying a bandana and a small flag, both with the Gaoyu Corporation’s logo on them from a passing vendor in addition to a [i]Emperor’s Kitchen Snack Cake[/i] which he quickly tore into.

Once the crowd calmed down a little, the commander spoke once more, “Today. We are here to celebrate the execution of those who defy the will of Gaoyu, the will of the people!” Nooses were looped around the necks of the supposed terrorists, weights soon following on their feet, “This is not for us though. This act of righteous vengeance is for our friends in the west who have suffered a great blow due to the vile acts of these degenerates!”

Walking over to one of them, the commander removed the man’s gag and pointed at him with his pistol, “They may walk amongst us, but we will find them! We will hunt them down and we will bring them to justice. Under the endless charity of the Gaoyu Corporation, not only will we be sending relief efforts and supplies, but also assisting in their investigation and persecution of these terrorists!”

The man opened his mouth to cry “Long live the Revolution!”, but a shot from the commander’s pistol blew off his jaw half way into his slogan spouting. Leaning close in to him, the commander whispered, “Nothing personal, this just business, [i]scum[/i].” With a second shot to the head, the man was kicked off the side of the platform, stopping in midair due to the noose. The rest of the Red Dragons fired their shotguns into the bodies and legs of the other captured terrorists, sending blood and viscera off the platform as they themselves were blown off the edge and were sentience to a bloody hanging.

Turning back to the cameras and crowd, pleased with he and his men’s work, the commander shouted, “Service of the People, to the People! Long Live Gaoyu! Long Live the Corporation!”

“SERVICE OF THE PEOPLE, TO THE PEOPLE!” the crowd chanted back, “LONG LIVE GAOYU, LONG LIVE THE CORPORATION!”[/indent][/indent]