Comrade Matsuda's fate in your nation.

[Tokyoni]

((OOC: As all the OOC debating is really starting to drain on me today, I thought I'd do something enjoyable and try to resurrect a rather interesting thread of mine.))


Name: Matsuda, Nami （松田波）
Age: 23
Gender: Female
Ethnicity: Japanese
Religion: Atheist
Political Ideology: Juche (Marxism Leninism, Party as Vanguard, Anti-Imperialism)
National Status: Party Member
Education: MA in Sociology from Tokyo University
Languages: Fluent in English, Japanese, and Korean. Passable in Chinese.
Interests/Hobbies: Aikido (Third Dan Black Belt, politics, philosophy, international relations, other cultures, travel, music.
Personality: Fairly reserved and professional. Gracious, especially towards those who share her views; civil to anyone unless they initiate hostilities. Extremely dedicated to her beliefs, but willing to hold discussions with those feeling differently.
Bio:

Nami was born in the last year of Showa Era Japan to a working class family in Naha, Okinawa. Her parents were both heavily involved in the movement to remove the US military bases from what they considered their homeland. The first five years of her life were fairly pleasant from what little she can remember of them. At the age of six, young Nami returned home from school, only to find it swarming with police. Her parents had been murdered in their own home by a criminal her father had testified against in court.

Initially Nami was to be sent to her aunt's home in Kobe, but when it turned out that her aunt in turn had passed away several years before, Nami became placed into the foster system. She spent the next several years of her life moving around from home to home, never gaining any real connection to those around her. Though she moved from school to school as she was transferred between the families, her teachers always had the same to say about young Miss Matsuda - she was clearly a very intelligent girl, but seemed to lack any motivation, either in her studies or life as a whole.

As she progressed into her adolescent years, she fell more and more into depression, and actively contemplated suicide at times. That was, until on the way back from her highschool to her foster family's home, she happened across a large demonstration on the street, a banner reading: "公義は東京に帰ります！" ("Kougi wa Tokyo ni Kaerimasu" - Justice Returns to Tokyo; this is the phrase from which the presently ruling party received their nickname.) Curiously, she made her way toward the rally, taking a pamphlet from one of the members of the demonstration.

Reading through it, she discovered that the demonstration had been one for the newly-formed People's Vanguard Party, fronted by the charismatic Raito Yagami, a man who Nami viewed as heroically standing up for the common citizen of Japan and protection them from those who would prey upon the innocent. Immediately after reading the pamphlet, sixteen year old Nami Matsuda declared she had found her purpose in life, and approached a member of of the PVP, asking to apply.

After joining the Party and becoming involved in its activism, Nami's entire outlook on life changed; now she had something in life to fight for. To vindicate what had happened to her parents and fight exploitation on their behalf. Nami became an outspoken advocate for the PVP, approaching nearly everyone she knew to spread the virtue of the Party. Her foster family, however, quickly became irate by Nami's political antics, and essentially threw her out onto the streets. Nami spent the next two years of her life living variously between apartments of fellow PVP supporters. It was a transient existence, but she was used to that, and at least she felt like she had something to belong to.

After finding a motivation in life, her studies improved greatly, and Nami passed the entrance exams to Tokyo University. In her freshman year there, it was the first national election cycle in which the PVP attempted to run, and so Nami helped to organize the student effort to campaign on their behalf - fiercely loyal to the party. As part of his campaign, Raito Yagami came to Tokyo University to give a speech, and Nami met her hero in person for the first time here, as she was on the logistics committee of his arrival.

In the first election cycle, the PVP managed to secure several seats in the Diet, but had no clear majority. It was progress, but nowhere near the success Nami had dreamed of. Still, she dedicated herself to bettering herself and the Party by extension and minded her studies diligently, until her junior year, in which once more the election cycle on the national level commenced. This year, the Glorious PVP gained a majority in the national election, and Premier Raito Yagami was instated as Prime Minister of Japan, heralding in our present regime.

As a longtime party organizer, Nami Matsuda has been granted a level of high respect amongst her peers, and graduated with highest honors from Tokyo University, both undergrad and with a Master's Degree. She's become since something of a political celebrity and is planning a career in politics, though possibly considering a PhD first. Most famously, she's authored the book, Our People's Struggle, highlighting the cause and struggle of the Revolution within Tokyoni, and hopes to share her knowledge and political philosophy with the world, and thus carry on the task of Revolution.

Reason for travel: Several-fold. Firstly, to see a wider view of the world, and thus have a better knowledge of other cultures, etc. as she deems this a absolutely necessary prerequisite for a career in politics. Secondly, as mentioned, she's authored a book, and would look to travel, selling copies, giving lectures, spreading her political philosophy, etc. Thirdly, to organize likeminded individuals in other countries. All of the above to the extent that they are legal in the said nations (she has no desire to break the law of another nation, but is willing to go right up to the letter of it in the process of furthering her goals).

[Unilisia]

Ms Matsuda would likely be politely barred from entry into Unilisia, for her own safety.

[Nightkill the Emperor]

She would get a job as an high-ranking member in the Hinduraj Socialist Movement, and eventually marry a fellow Socialist named Saldan Khan. She would later get a job in the Hinduraj Parliament, and her leadership would get the Socialists seventy out of six hundred and forty seats in Parliament. She would retire at the age of seventy-three, rich and happily married in the Hinduraj capital of Bombay with four fully grown children and many grandchildren. She would write many books, autobiographies and books on why Socialism makes sense. She would die at the age of a hundred and three, a documentary and movie would be made about her, and her granddaughter would become the Prime Minster on the Socialist Movement party and reign for eight years.

[Wanderjar]

She would be asked to leave. If she refused, she would be assumed to be a collaborator with the DCC (Dienstadi Continental Congress, a Marxist-Leninist organization which seeks to bring down the Nationalist government of the Free State and end apartheid). As such, all collaborators with this group are hanged. Or shot. Lucky ones are given extremely long prison sentences.

[Neraan]

She would be welcomed into Neraan like any citizen who decided to travel here, and would be accepted. Her political views would not be counted foreign here (none are), and it is very likely that she would serve on at least one jury in a legal court of the Common Law Republic.

Apart from that, there are a variety of job opportunities she could seek, depending on her interests. Her sociology degree would put her in esteem to pursue fields or to go into entrepreneurship, if she desired to spread her ideals. A possible starting career might be at the Office of the Executive Magistrate helping to form impartial and diverse juries and to advise the head of state. It is possible if she gained enough experience she could become an esteemed Magistrate herself and work to interpret the law of Neraan and form the pathway of the future.

All in all, she would likely succeed in her own way depending on how she pursued her interests. This pretty much goes for anyone.

[Sebastianalandia]

Comrade Matsuda would be welcomed with open arms in Sebastianalandia. Several fans of her book would be waiting for her to disembark at Aerostrip One, for one thing.

Her ideas and education would garner her an immediate invitation for candidate membership in the Communist Party of Sebastianalandia, to be followed by full membership within a few months at the latest. She will have no need to organize likeminded individuals - likeminded individuals run the country!

Also, she would be considered for an offer of dual citizenship, allowing her to retain her own nationality and acquiring a Sebastianalandian passport.

The Society of the Godless would also offer her membership.

Several Sebastianalandian universities - including the prestigious Zebaschanitzeanoupolis State University - would offer her a chance to lecture.

As for personal relations, she'd most likely be invited to a dinner at the People's Palace to dine with the Vozhd himself - Vladicoff likes to get to know outstanding comrades personally.

[Banditoca]

She'd be fine. Enjoy the frozen, barren country, meet people, enjoy the strange culture. Perhaps she could even find a religion in one of Banditoca's many cults.

Political dissent is allowed and encouraged. The only ones that are stopped are the Democrats who keep trying to take over and force majority rule on everyone.

[Existential_Nihilists]

Delegates of the Committee would take turns tappin' dat ass.

...

But in all seriousness, she would be given a desired job, adequate housing and she and her opinions would be treated with respect and consideration.

[The Grand Network]

Meh, she'd probably be a sex-slave for the almighty supercomputer Queen Elizabeth the Matriarch of Humanity, Queen of the 5 Connections, and Interpreter of the Grand Network.

[Nyoronet]

Well, my nation is comprised of criminals. I'd wager she gets murdered her first night here. Not for her beliefs or anything, just because.

~Nyoronet.

[Sebastianalandia]

I don't really understand what exactly the significance of this thread is, will someone kindly explain?

You describe how this woman would be recieved in your nation if she visited/came to live.

[Northwest Slobovia]

Will be subjected to ridicule for her beliefs, except by our furthest-left parties, who will politely suggest she try another country. If she presses her views too publically, she may end up getting in fist-fights with refugees who have fled from the kind of hellish dystopia she advocates. If so, she's likely to be tried, found innocent (unless she struck first), but after the third or so incident, deported as a troublemaker. (If she did start a fight, likely convicted of simple assault, fined, and then deported.)

[Kreanoltha]

Assuming that one of her stops was in an earth-bound nation that had the capabilities to take her to the Intergalactic Republic of Kreanoltha she would be awed at her destination: Temporum Urbis, The City of the Ages. The last Kreanolthan city-ship (or city for that matter) to remain in the Milky Way. The city is over five centuries old and the first Kreanolthan city to be free from a plant. As she embarks she would be shocked by just how much capitalism and libertarianism permeate Kreanolthan identity. Assuming that this dazzling display of opulence and prosperity does not change her ways she would start to preach her ideology which would fall on unreceptive ears. A debate would be started by a passer-by who has time in his schedule to debate. Due to the fact that she is a human she would be trounced in the debate and advised to leave the country for a more welcoming nation. Kreanolthans have no love for communists. If she does not she will eventually find herself on the black-list of most dominant businesses on Temporum Urbis. This would leave her economically paralyzed. If she knows what is good for her she will leave the nation now while she still can. If not she will most likely be reduced to prostitution or petty theft to earn a living. If she opts for theft she will find herself in a Kreanoltha prison for four months loosing her wits in an always-bright, 12x12 cell that is as silent as a grave with no one to talk too, no way to see anything outside of her cell, and a ridged schedule of exercise and drug induced sleep.

[Cornelia-]

These are banned, I suggest you have this transferred to a Role Play form before this gets locked, then take up a RP with one of the scenarios you prefer.

[Unicario]

Matsuda Nami would blend well into Unicario, her being the nationality of the majority of our population. Unfortunately, her Juche ideology would become evident, and she would soon be mistreated by some citizens of Unicario, for Juche is harshly frowned upon.

Upon the discovery of her being from Tokyoni, she would be brutally insulted and treated poorly, for being "part of a North Korean lapdog state".

She would be assisted by the goverment to return to her homenation, if she was not murdered by Communist Preservation Security Force, a public community security force to stop the expansion of "harmful" ideologies, such as National Socialism, Fascism, Juche, Stalinism, and Maoism.

Her book would most likely be legal, unless it was designed to "spread the evil ideas of the quasi-fascist Kim Il-sung", to compromise the ideals of Karl Marx, in which, it would be banned.

[Khazyan]

In the Silvan Province she would be welcomed, and probably offered some of the nation's history if she was willing to accept it. If she was proven not to be a spy, she would be introduced to politicians, and, if she had some cash on her, she could eventually become one herself.

In the North Phent province, she would probably confuse people, and end up really bored and cold.

In the Port Rivzkhan province, she would probably be shot and killed by a bunch of insane hooligans with shaved heads. Nothing personal, it's just like that.

[Ioudaia]

She'll find many people willing to debate politics, but she's very unlikely to convert anybody to her views. Conversely, lots of different people will try to convert her to their beliefs, so she'll have plenty of opportunity to learn about our culture. In all cases, Ioudaians will be at worse polite to her, and likely warm to her, as the arts of debate and rhetoric are respected here.

Since aikido is unknown here, she's likely to attract attention if she practices kata openly. If she's willing, our army will appreciate a demonstration of her arts. She'll also be invited to friendly sparring with Initiates of the Mystery Cult of Eguz, who teach their own fighting style.

[Azaca]

As long as she wasn't snooping around, she'd do fine. If she did, well, let's just say she wouldn't be around anymore.

[Shin Nippon Teikoku]

Upon uncovering her Communist affiliations Matsuda is apprehended by Kempeitai agents. She is then beaten repeatedly by shinai as the Kempeitai interrogate her of all known communists. The torture is escalated to include the breaking of Matsuda's feet and fingers as matsuda resists but eventually reveals the locations and identity of two hundred other communist agents.

Matsuda is then rellocated into the 27th Division Comfort woman battalion to amend for her traitorous conduct by providing morale service to the brave Kwangtung Army locked in combat the Siberian front against the Red Menace. Following repeated attempts of escape and failure to reform to correct ideology, Matsuda is slated for execution and buried in a mass grave along with other treacherous communist partisans.

[Sciox]

She would be welcomed into our country for the duration of her stay and she would find that most people would rate her as being only slightly above a monarchist or an anarchist, and the only place we're she would be able to go outside without being ridiculed would be Reach, we're the patron spirit demands that it's followers be hospitable to travellers. Her book would most likely be well received by book stores in Sciox as we have very little in the way of books that argue the pros of communism and the few that are written to make a reasonable profit.

Her attempts to organise a Sciox Communist Party would fail due to our being non-partisan but she may set up an interest group that would have very few members out of the millions living in our high density cities. Eventually she may fail simply from people just not being interested and she would go home with very little achieved here. However if she made contact with members of the Red Sands extremist group at a meeting she would be quite quickly swept up by the SIS, who would question her as the nature of her visit and what she spoke with the Sandmen (as they are commonly known) about.

If she attempted to resist the questioning they can let slip that she had been taped conversing with known members of a communist terrorist group, who many know are supplied by foreign powers, and if such information were released to other governments her travel would become very restricted. If she spills and the interrogators get the sense that she is not lying to them they will let her go, but suggest she might want to avoid making contact with the Red Sands again. If she continues to resist, the SIS can receive permission from a federal judge to hold her indefinitely under suspicion of espionage, aiding an abetting a violent criminal, and aiding in treason. Eventually she'd be released, though not for a while.

[Cameroi]

humans from earth are something of a rarity in cameroi. she would be most cordially welcome of course, exactly like anyone else.

[Chrilevolika]

((OOC: As all the OOC debating is really starting to drain on me today, I thought I'd do something enjoyable and try to resurrect a rather interesting thread of mine.))

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Name: Matsuda, Nami （松田波）
Age: 23
Gender: Female
Ethnicity: Japanese
Religion: Atheist
Political Ideology: Juche (Marxism Leninism, Party as Vanguard, Anti-Imperialism)
National Status: Party Member
Education: MA in Sociology from Tokyo University
Languages: Fluent in English, Japanese, and Korean. Passable in Chinese.
Interests/Hobbies: Aikido (Third Dan Black Belt, politics, philosophy, international relations, other cultures, travel, music.
Personality: Fairly reserved and professional. Gracious, especially towards those who share her views; civil to anyone unless they initiate hostilities. Extremely dedicated to her beliefs, but willing to hold discussions with those feeling differently.
Bio:

Nami was born in the last year of Showa Era Japan to a working class family in Naha, Okinawa. Her parents were both heavily involved in the movement to remove the US military bases from what they considered their homeland. The first five years of her life were fairly pleasant from what little she can remember of them. At the age of six, young Nami returned home from school, only to find it swarming with police. Her parents had been murdered in their own home by a criminal her father had testified against in court.

Initially Nami was to be sent to her aunt's home in Kobe, but when it turned out that her aunt in turn had passed away several years before, Nami became placed into the foster system. She spent the next several years of her life moving around from home to home, never gaining any real connection to those around her. Though she moved from school to school as she was transferred between the families, her teachers always had the same to say about young Miss Matsuda - she was clearly a very intelligent girl, but seemed to lack any motivation, either in her studies or life as a whole.

As she progressed into her adolescent years, she fell more and more into depression, and actively contemplated suicide at times. That was, until on the way back from her highschool to her foster family's home, she happened across a large demonstration on the street, a banner reading: "公義は東京に帰ります！" ("Kougi wa Tokyo ni Kaerimasu" - Justice Returns to Tokyo; this is the phrase from which the presently ruling party received their nickname.) Curiously, she made her way toward the rally, taking a pamphlet from one of the members of the demonstration.

Reading through it, she discovered that the demonstration had been one for the newly-formed People's Vanguard Party, fronted by the charismatic Raito Yagami, a man who Nami viewed as heroically standing up for the common citizen of Japan and protection them from those who would prey upon the innocent. Immediately after reading the pamphlet, sixteen year old Nami Matsuda declared she had found her purpose in life, and approached a member of of the PVP, asking to apply.

After joining the Party and becoming involved in its activism, Nami's entire outlook on life changed; now she had something in life to fight for. To vindicate what had happened to her parents and fight exploitation on their behalf. Nami became an outspoken advocate for the PVP, approaching nearly everyone she knew to spread the virtue of the Party. Her foster family, however, quickly became irate by Nami's political antics, and essentially threw her out onto the streets. Nami spent the next two years of her life living variously between apartments of fellow PVP supporters. It was a transient existence, but she was used to that, and at least she felt like she had something to belong to.

After finding a motivation in life, her studies improved greatly, and Nami passed the entrance exams to Tokyo University. In her freshman year there, it was the first national election cycle in which the PVP attempted to run, and so Nami helped to organize the student effort to campaign on their behalf - fiercely loyal to the party. As part of his campaign, Raito Yagami came to Tokyo University to give a speech, and Nami met her hero in person for the first time here, as she was on the logistics committee of his arrival.

In the first election cycle, the PVP managed to secure several seats in the Diet, but had no clear majority. It was progress, but nowhere near the success Nami had dreamed of. Still, she dedicated herself to bettering herself and the Party by extension and minded her studies diligently, until her junior year, in which once more the election cycle on the national level commenced. This year, the Glorious PVP gained a majority in the national election, and Premier Raito Yagami was instated as Prime Minister of Japan, heralding in our present regime.

As a longtime party organizer, Nami Matsuda has been granted a level of high respect amongst her peers, and graduated with highest honors from Tokyo University, both undergrad and with a Master's Degree. She's become since something of a political celebrity and is planning a career in politics, though possibly considering a PhD first. Most famously, she's authored the book, Our People's Struggle, highlighting the cause and struggle of the Revolution within Tokyoni, and hopes to share her knowledge and political philosophy with the world, and thus carry on the task of Revolution.

Reason for travel: Several-fold. Firstly, to see a wider view of the world, and thus have a better knowledge of other cultures, etc. as she deems this a absolutely necessary prerequisite for a career in politics. Secondly, as mentioned, she's authored a book, and would look to travel, selling copies, giving lectures, spreading her political philosophy, etc. Thirdly, to organize likeminded individuals in other countries. All of the above to the extent that they are legal in the said nations (she has no desire to break the law of another nation, but is willing to go right up to the letter of it in the process of furthering her goals).

"Anti Imperialist I see, well that won't get you linched or anything but go right through, the CSS Templar is about to shift off and the King thinks it will help you understand the current Mining process on Planet Crackers, have a. good time and I hope to see you back on Mother Terra soon."

a day later, a shambling corpse runs at a armored man who precedes to shoot it's limbs off before roaring at it's death, its body is stepped on as the man proceeds to run into a door.

alternatively she could make it out alive and have the best part of her book be added, or she could be killed by Unitoligist, or just as bad, have a pleasant time in the nation meeting nice people and seeing massive and old landmarks, all to forget her book at the train station.

[Wanderjar]

Upon her landing in Pretorius International Airport at Bloemfontein, she would be greeted by an officer of the Foreign Ministry. She would be informed that those of the socialist and communist ideology are not looked upon favourably within the Free State, and that she is advised to leave the country as soon as possible. She will, in all likelihood, ignore these warnings and decide to go into Bloemfontein itself, the capital of the Free State. She will no doubt on the bus pass several districts which confuse her, mostly shanty towns and slums filled with blacks and coloureds (Asians/Indians) and then progress into much nicer areas which are exclusively white. This will upset her greatly.

She will return to such slums, like the large district six, and ask people as to the situation. They will inform her, in hushed tones, that she should not speak out for she does not know who listens, particularly since she is Asian. She will ignore them no doubt, and press on, asking about apartheid. They will inform her that those non-whites are pushed into special housing districts and are only allowed to leave with papers which express their permission to do so, and where they are allowed to be. When she asks where she may speak to a group seeking to change this, she will be luckless until finding a young black man of around the same age willing to take her to a Dienstadi Continental Congress meeting. There she will learn of the Wanderjarian born, Cravanian schooled lawyer, Michael Gure, the man who became the reluctant leader of the DCC and it's militant wing, Umkhonto we Sizwe. Inspired, she will seek to intervue him.

Continuing to ask, she will find out that he is in fact not in Wanderjar, but actually in a neighboring nation, Corbourne-isiZululand, where his revolutionary army trains and seeks protection under another revolutionary regime. She will make the trek across the border, avoiding Afrikaner Defence Forces soldier patrols and risking her life. All of this will take several days. While she is intervuing, she stays in run down motels, and at times with kind people willing to let her rent a room. Once across the border, however, she will be driven to the MK compound, where she will be taken to "The General". He is a kindly man, with gentle eyes, a sad though wise smile, and in all ways not in any way what one would expect the leader of a People's Revolutionary Movement to appear. She will intervue him, fascinated with his struggle against one of the last remaining bastions of white rule on earth (after the fall of Questerian, Cazelian, and other white minority governments). She will listen to his story, how his brother, now dead from fighting against the Afrikaner government, showed him to the organization, and he naturally took charge from the start. They will spend many hours discussing, and she will remain with them several weeks observing, learning, and writing.

She will finally email her manuscript to colleagues back in Tokyo, and set back on the dangerous trek back into the Free State, where she is to continue her observations. She, however, does not realise that all the while she has been observed by the Institute for Internal Security. As she reaches a district in the far south around Potschesroof, where she hears of yet another revolutionary state out of the former San Castello, now called Nguni Xhosa. She plans to head there to meet with their dramatically different, stalinist party, to write another series of articles which she intends to turn into another book. She hopes this will spread international awareness as to the evil occurring within the Afrikaner Free State, and give these poor, yet stoic, freedom fighters a chance.

As she sleeps, her final night in Wanderjar, her hotel door is kicked in by black uniformed agents of the IIS. Trained in martial arts, she initially plans to fight, despite being disoriented by sleep and the shock of the event, but is tazed from a distance by an agent using a tazer shotgun (yes these do exist). Stunned, she is apprehended, and taken to a IIS compound. The agent of the Foreign Ministry who warned her meets her in an interrogation room. She is informed that the Cryptographic Intelligence Division has intercepted her manuscript, and knows of her writings. She had been warned to leave, and yet she did not. She is then accused of collaboration with the terrorist organization, the DCC/MK. He leaves her, saying that she will likely be found guilty, and hung.

That night, in a cold concrete cell with no bedding, she does not weep, despite her growing terror. She is, however, not tortured. She is given clean water, acceptible food, and access to a warm bath. This gives her what she knows is a false hope. Exhausted from fear, she sits in a corner with her head in her lap, and falls asleep.

The next morning, she awakens to be led down a poorly lit hall, in shackles, to an unknown destination. She is placed in the back of a armored security vehicle, and driven several hours away into a small farming village. Mile after mile of flat, farm land passes by, and she nods off several times only to awaken to more cattle, wheat, and maize fields. After a seeming lifetime, she arrives at her destination, a court house. She enters, and after a trial, she is found guilty by the tribunal. She is sentenced to death by hanging later that afternoon.

Taken into a waiting cell, she cries. She paces the small room, and is given water, and in a cruel joke of sorts, ice cream for comfort. She takes a pencil and paper given to her to write a last will, and leaves a death poem:

Though I face my end
The struggle shall never end
The people are free

Soon after, she is led to a court yard. The walk is short, but feels as though it takes many hours. Time slows, sweat beads across her brow, and stains her white undershirt. She does not give the satisfaction to her captors to see the fear manifest across her face. She is led up to a gallows, where a man wearing black waits beside a tied noose. She looks about her, the bleacher stands are empty save for a few Citizen Force policemen and soldiers in their brown battledress. She sees the sun hanging low in the sky, casting golden across the fields of the Afrikaner Free State. It is a perfect parallel, the sun setting upon the earth, just as the sun is setting upon her life.

She is prodded up the stairs by a soldier with a bayonet upon his SLR, and slowly, nervously, steps up each of the eight steps to the top of the gallows. The hangman smiles an hate filled grin upon her, his weatherbeaten face pock marked and teeth stained yellow from tobacco. He places around her neck the noose. The harsh rope irritates her soft skin, rubbing it raw. She feels it tighten around her, beginning to restrain her neck, and making it difficult to breathe.

"Have you any last words?" he asks with false nicety.

"Yes," she replies defiantly. "The people of this land shall have their freedom. Whether you here realise it or not shall not impede the flow of the revolution. These people will be free."

"We'll see, bitch," he says, and pulls the lever.

She falls several feet, and the rope snags. Her body swings briefly, and then stops. She is motionless. Then, she twitches slightly. In exquisitie agony, she clings softly to life. Her neck is not broken. The rope is cut, and she falls to the sand, and lays. The pain is so severe, she cannot muster the energy to move her limbs. Her eyes tear up, she gazes up to the sky to see once more the sun's glowing brilliance against the heavens. A soldier now stands over her. He lifts the rifle to his chest, and drives the bayonet into her chest. The sharpened blade slices through her chest, past the rib cage, and pierces her lungs and heart. Air explodes from her chest, and her heart hemorrages blood into the now darkened sand. With a last breath, the life passes from her body. Such is the fate of those who collaborate with communists and terrorists. Such is the fate of Nami Matsuda within the Afrikaner Free State.