[center][h1][color=red]CPLA - Day One[/color][/h1][/center]
[center][b]Peoples Liberation Radio[/b][/center]
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[url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tgNQ4FR6Me8&list=PLnBUATePkfEZpwgBaYT3bXjIdFPxRcKl6] ...[/url] [b]"Et volia! We are back on air. Bonjour mes Amis, Comrade Curie speaking, and i am so happy to have you. You are hearing Peoples Liberation Radio, avec moi, your little voice in your ear! But enough of moi, there is once more, a very important person, wanting to talk to you! Mesdames et messieurs, the Chairman!" [/b]
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[center] [b][i]"People of the Commonwealth! It is me once more, your humble Chairman, once more offering up my thoughts to the hard working lads and lasses of the Commenwealth, the proud backbone of our revolution! And like always, i am just humbly asking, for just a moment of your precious time! 

Today, i want to talk with you about Diamond City! 

First of all, i salute Comrade Piper, who i believe to be a fellow revolutinary in heart, yet sadly not in mind! Her struggle for truth is admirable, and her political efforts in her city are most valorous! Yet, i may ask, what next?
Is she going to change the situation for the Lower Stands? Is she going to give them their fair due, for performing all the work in the City, feeding the corruption and decadence of the villainous upper stands? 
I do hope so, for i once more proudly call her a Comrade! Yet, being a man of reason, i only can see her fail in her noble goals, using the corrupt means of Democracy! For, as i have said before, and always will say, there is no talking with Tyrants, Thugs and Leeches! No, we need to show the iron boot of oppression and exploitation the fist of steel of the working class!

[url=https://youtu.be/44RoK_4qAcQ]People of Diamond City[/url], i address you now! You have nothing to lose but your damn Chains! Prepare yourself to rush the upper Stance, and join our struggle! The Revolution will welcome you, and your heroic, if misguided leader, Comrade Piper! 

And to you, people of the Commonwealth, i call you to arms! There is a Rifle and three meals waiting for every lad or lass, willing to crush the chains in our ranks! Yet, dont try to find us, just wait, and be patient! Just be ready, to answer our call...

This is Chairman Jones, signing off [/i][/b] [/center]
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[b]"..hearing him speaking like this, almost makes me wish it was not a recording! Oh, did i said that aloud? Oops! Well, lets continue with a bit of music, [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3sh4kz_zhyo]shall we[/url]?[/b]
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[center][i][b]The Chairmans Office, Vault 81[/b][/i][/center]

[b]"Of cause i am not really planning on handing them rifles, you idiots!"[/b] Jones let out a sigh, as he began to rub his nose, before once more guiding his cigar to his lips. [b]"Handing out weapons for free to everyone and their mother...that is how the Minutemen fell apart!"[/b] Getting of the table, Chairman Jones made his way towards the small group of officers and Commissars in front of him, cramped into the old Overseers office. [b]"I was talking figuratively! A rifle of ideas and hopes.."[/b] Pointing with his cigar towards the red flag draping the room, he slowly walked towards the large round window, looking down at the working people below. 

[b]"Are talking about three figurative meals as well, Chairman?"[/b] Jones turned around on his heel, looking at the asking face of Comrade-Lieutenant Combes, holding up a notepad to write down his personal orders. [b]"Are you getting cute with me, Comrade Combes?"[/b] The tall man only needed a few steps to cross the distance, as the rest of the group quickly made ways, knowing that this question clearly had woken Jones anger. [b]"No, Si...i mean Comrade Chairman i..."[/b] Staring into the mans eyes, the Chairman kept the same stare up, that had made him rather famous during his days as a minutemen, able to crack open any man. [b]"You all are dismissed, Comrades! All except you, Comrade-Commissar!"[/b] 

Returning to his desk, the Chairman did not check if everyone else had left, knowing that few if anyone would dare to disobey his very commands. Hearing the door closing, the Chairman took another deep breath from his cigar, before blowing out the Tabbac laced breath. [b]"You made the arrangements, Comrade-Commissar?"[/b] A moment of silence followed, before the Chairman let out a sigh. "Permission to speak, Comrade De Luca!" Some more time passed, and Jones could once more take in the cigar, before the Commissar had found words. [b]"You constantly preached that the Brotherhood is the greatest enemy we have, yet you want me to find a way to contact them...it makes me think!"[/b] Turning around, the chairman raised an eyebrow, before sinking into his seat. [b]"Good, that is why what i have political Officers for! To question and think! Let me put it this way, lass..."[/b] Leaning forward over the table, he looked the woman into the eyes. [b]"We have a great position to work from, yet, the Brotherhood only needs to sneeze, and we are history! So, we need to get them onto our side, at least for the moment! And what better way to do so, then by making them believe that they have us in the pocket, rallying the eyes of all who are against them somewhere else..."[/b]