[center][h1][color=red]CPLA - Day One[/color][/h1][/center] [center][b]Peoples Liberation Radio[/b][/center] [hr] [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5_GBBYL7n0g&index=16&list=PLnBUATePkfEZpwgBaYT3bXjIdFPxRcKl6] ...[/url] [b]"Oh, moin Dieu! Breaking news! Today, a family of poor Wastelanders was cornered by the Power Armored Thugs of the Brotherhood of Steel! Yet, oh my how brave, a small patrol of the glorious Peoples Liberation Army found them, and intecepted the Brotherhood goons. Outnumbered and outgunned, they fought like cornered Lions, to allow the Family save escape! Said family has now a new save home, welcomed by the Chairman himself, who personally salueted the heroic soldiers, and pardoned them for their break of orders. Mhh, only i have yet to met them...anyway, Ladies and Gentleman, the Chairman!" [/b] [hr] [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 people of the Commenwealth, the proud backbone of our revolution! And like always, i am just humbly asking, for a moment of your precious time! Today, i want to talk with you about the Future! I ask all you parents out there, to look at you children! Are they playing? Are they working? Or are they sleeping in your arms? Now, tell me, do you think they will have a better future then you? Do you think, that they will have the life you would wish them to have? If you answer with yes, Comrade, i applaude your optimistic spirit! It will be people like you, who we will rely on, to plan a better future, yet also people who can see the world as it is! For NO, is the answer to this, with a few selected exceptions maybe, like wicked folk in the Upper-Stance! But what, if someone could turn this clear no, into a resounding yes! What if someone was able to tell you, that he has plans for a better tomorrow, where your children will not have to struggle each day to surive, but become doctors, engineers or officals to represent the people? Well, worry not! For the Chairman has the answer! The glorious five year plan! These are not just empty words! For some of you already have read my little red book, where i have written down my plan, the "Five Year plan". A great and final struggle, to turn the Commonwealth into a better place for our children! Year One, shall be a great war against the most vile enemy of all. Hunger and his cowardly ally, Thirst. We shall fight this war on the farms, the pens and the rivers. Collected and united, we shall march into the farms, to support and help out our brothers and sisters already fighting this battle. We will bring in new tools, ideas and techniques to increase our production tenfold! Year Two, shall be dedicated to infrastructure! Roads shall be cleaned, Outposts build and hubs settled. For, now that we have the food, we shall make sure that it finds it way to all the plates in the Commonwealth! We also shall see, in what state the railroad of old is! For i promise you, Comrades, the days of the Iron Horse are not over! Year Three, shall see that ever woman, man and child, shall enjoy a home. And i am not talking about some ransack shack, build from trash and tears. No, i am talking about a solid and noble home, with a bed for everyone, a warm fireplace and a GOD DAMN TOILET! Year Four, we shall eradicate the plague that is the lack of education! We will build schools and acadamies, for the bright young minds of tomorrow, yet every Comrade shall learn how to read and write? How else, should you otherwise understand my little red book? Year Five, shall be our most ambitious and glorious effort! For the silent forges of the Commonwealth shall roar once more! There is more then enough scrap metal laying around, so that we can rebuild a solid commenwealth, arm our noble comrade soldier with the best of weaponry and give Comrade farmer tools of Rust-free Steel! I ask you, people of the Commonwealth, who else can offer you this future? Who else even cares about your children? Only we do care! Only we want a better future for them and for you! So join us! For we need the victory first, before we can start our five years plan! This is Chairman Jones, signing off... [/i][/b] [/center] [hr] [b]"..it seems,like i am not permitted to met said family! How rude! Be aware, rude man, i will talk to the Chairman about this! Until then, [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OT0yoo9B2Bc]some more music[/url]![/b] [hr] [center][i][b]The Chairmans Office, Vault 81[/b][/i][/center] [b]...hard to ask people anything, when they fire lasers at ya, chief.."[/b] The bandaged Soldier was once more pressing his hand into his side, where the laser had strived him, setting his cloths ablaze and leading to a small, yet rather nasty burns. The bandages had been rather lose, as the medic had little time to stitch him up, before the Chairman wanted to see him. Disgruntled Jones glared at the man, sitting at his desk, brooding over his signature cigar, as his finger strived over his black mustache, with strings of grey slowly fading into it. [b]"Have they understood what you were saying, Comrade?"[/b] The Soldier cought out in anger, wincing as he once more held onto his bandage. [b]"FOR CHRIST SAKES, CHIEF, THEY WERE FIRING A.."[/b] A kick in his knees send him flying onto the ground, as Lieutenant Combes had quickly ended his angry screaming. [b]"You are talking to the Bloody chairman, Comrade! Dont you dare screaming at him!"[/b] With a raising of his hand, Jones ordered the Officer back, before getting up, walking around the table, towards the soldier. [b]"I..i am sorry, sir! We..we really wanted to deliver that message but.."[/b] Jones got down onto one knee, before placing his hand on the soldiers shoulder. [b]"What messsage? There never has been a Message! You, Comrade, are a hero! Rescuing a family from the clutches of the vile hands of the Brotherhood, who would have shot the men and done horrible things to the child!"[/b] The soldier looked in disbelieve, as Jones simply gave him a pat. [b]"You can leave now, Comrade-Corporal!"[/b] The suddently promoted Soldier, still seeming confused, quickly rose from the ground, rushing towards the door. After Jones heard it closing, he let out a sigh, before taking a long puff from the cigar. [b]"See to it, that all members of this squad have double rations of booze, cigarettes and sugar for the rest of the week! And that they keep the new truth! Also, be so kind, comrade, to send for Commissar De Luca and for the Leader of the Youth-Battalion!"[/b] The Chairman could see Combes swallow, as he called for his daughter. [b]"Dont worry, Comrade, i will not send her out! She is far more useful in educating the youth into bright young guardians of the Revolution, then she would be on combat duty! I just need her to find a volunteer, to deliver a message to an old friend! As for the Commisar, tell he that i need two Demagogues for a mission to Diamond City and Goodneighbor! "[/b] [A few hours later, in front of the Vault] [b]"I am so proud of you my boy! Your bravery knows no bounds, and your chairman salutes you!" [/b] Jones slowly turned around towards the child, before handing him the later, looking him straight into the eye. The blond boy, wearing the red scarf around his neck, kept his eyes straight, once more giving credit to the education in the Youth Battalion. [b]"Now, you know what to do?"[/b] The boy quickly nodded. [b]"Deliever the letter to the vile capitalist traitor Colonel Church! Do not stay to chat, just wait for a response!"[/b] Smiling with approval, the Chairman handed the boy the letter, before tapping his forhead with two fingers. [b]"Dont get yourself killed out there! Remember, your Chairman trusts in your abilities! Dont make us regret picking you up from the outside, my boy! Now off you go!"[/b] Watching the boy running off, made Jones question his chances for a moment, yet once more, his priorities were elsewhere anyway. [@CaptainBritton] [hr] [hider=Chairman Jones Letter] Dear John, I wont waste ink, nor time, asking about your health, or wishing good one to you. You know that i never liked you and that you share these feelings towards me. So i will be honest, as you still may know me to always have been. I do respect you, as a minutemen, you were a bloody good soldier and few could drill the living shit better out of cadets like you. It seems like the later parts, is one of the few times of you being an insufferable asshole actually paying off! Anyway, i am not here to insult you. I am here to offer you a deal, and i do hope, that you are clever enough to accept it. You may be aware, that i have plans for this commonwealth, turning it into a better place, for everyone inside it. And in contrast to the ideas of the minutemen, who were noble, if stupid as hell, my plan can and WILL work. If you find time, you may want to tune in to my radio show, hearing something that may make you think for a change. My offer to you, is an pact of non-aggression for a start, for as much as i dislike you and would like to shoot you personally, i dont see any reasons why our lads should do any of that. Minutemen should not shoot fellow minutemen, be it just for old times sake. Secondly, i offer you a deal that i know you will need time to think, be it just to grind your teeth over it, and keep cursing the day away. We can produce guns and ammunition, which i am willing to trade for capable soldiers to whip some green farm-boys and soft vault dwellers into shape. Think about it for as long as you need, for if i have one thing, it is time Regards, Chairman Jones, Commonwealth Peoples Liberation Army [/hider]