The Land Of The Free: An American Political Roleplay (IC)

[The World Capitalist Confederation]

"Let me guess, Simone hates me? I wouldn't be surprised. Just makes being the first Libertarian Congressman a hell of a lot more likely."

"Actually, I don't think so. She just seems... wary. Of you, but no more so than she's wary of anyone else, myself included."

"Hmm...I bet she's suspicious of me now because of this thing. Probably sees it as some sort of mortal sin. I mean, imagine if I let those kids get away. It would've probably been on YouTube by now..."

Porter arrived at the address in a car and in a very dark suit and tie, waiting to meet with Villalobos.

The Villalobos Residence
Ponte Vedra, Jacksonville FL

Kevin, in khakhis as a NASCAR polo, would come out. "Hey Bernard! Welcome to the place! How have you been?" He'd walk toward Bernard and give him a firm handshake.

"Good to see you, Kevin! Very warm down here, much warmer than Virginia. It feels like it's nearly a hundred degrees." He said, shaking Kevin's hand. He then took off his blazer, leaving nothing but his white shirt and tie on his top half.

[Gordano and Lysandus]

"I don't doubt he was. Has anyone suggested this to him? Or was this his idea."

"The Pentagon and the Joint Chiefs and the Intelligence Community drew up the options. Some proportionate ones and a disproportionate one. He chose the latter. He seems like he's really got it out for Iran, but more my point... The First Lady suggested he might be erratic because of his condition and the way he just... totally shrugged off my concerns. He was so blasé about it. I'm constitutionally bound to implement this so long as he's President but I can't say it doesn't make me hella uncomfortable."

[Titanne]

"Actually, I don't think so. She just seems... wary. Of you, but no more so than she's wary of anyone else, myself included."

"Hmm...I bet she's suspicious of me now because of this thing. Probably sees it as some sort of mortal sin. I mean, imagine if I let those kids get away. It would've probably been on YouTube by now..."

"God, that would've been awful..."

Felix trailed off.

[Gordano and Lysandus]

“I’m sure we’ll find someone.”

"At any rate, I should leave you to it. I need to make sure that we don't end up at war with Iran by the end of the week, Karel."

[Bruke]

“I’m sure we’ll find someone.”

"At any rate, I should leave you to it. I need to make sure that we don't end up at war with Iran by the end of the week, Karel."

“I’m sure you can find some self-described anti-war Republicans to join you on this issue... perhaps a resolution would be in order.”

[New Cobastheia]

Paulson texted Eliza back.

He hasn’t said anything about it?

I don't think he has

He's seemed a lot happier in the last few days

But I doubt that has anything to do with this

[Gordano and Lysandus]

“I’m sure you can find some self-described anti-war Republicans to join you on this issue... perhaps a resolution would be in order.”

"I'm sure someone is drafting something. Thanks for the call, Karel. Good luck with the race."

[The Orion Islands]

Senator Colbert: “Wow, I am impressed. Now tell me what your economic plan is.”

Richardson: Generally or specifically in response to China?

Senator Colbert: “Generally.”

[The Orion Islands]

Senator Colbert reads Wolf’s tweets, screams OH MY GOD, and texts Warrick.

Are we really going to war with Iran? Are we going to do anything to stop it?

Colbert Facebook
“The Congress shall have the power
To declare War, grant Letters of Marque and Reprisal, and make Rules concerning Captures on Land and Water;
To raise and support Armies, but no Appropriation of Money to that Use shall be for a longer Term than two Years;
To provide and maintain a Navy;
To make Rules for the Government and Regulation of the land and naval Forces;
To provide for calling forth the Militia to execute the Laws of the Union, suppress Insurrections and repel Invasions;
To provide for organizing, arming, and disciplining, the Militia, and for governing such Part of them as may be employed in the Service of the United States, reserving to the States respectively, the Appointment of the Officers, and the Authority of training the Militia according to the discipline prescribed by Congress.”
“If we need a war with Iran, then let Congress make that decision as enshrined in our Constitution.”

Seeing Colbert’s tweets, Paulson texts him

I agree. We’re going to need congressional approval for this. Keep it constitutional. If intelligence says war in Iran is necessary...then we need a declaration. As this develops, I’ll let you know if I decide to start writing up a bill to constitutionally declare war.

Eliza, not a few minutes more than after the newly confirmed Secretary had left her office, got the notification of her phone. She uttered out a simple, "Well fuck." Before starting to think about what could possibly happen next.

But before she could get anything down she got a text from her fellow Mainer, Rep. Paulson:

I did and it certainly does sound like that

Eliza wanted to send another text, but quite frankly she couldn't think of anything thing else to say, hell, would her Husband even tell her if that was really the plan if she just asked? She was just a kid when the Vietnam protests were happening, she could hardly imagine how this could all go down domestically if the worst happened, "Fuck."

Paulson texted Eliza back.

He hasn’t said anything about it?

Colbert texts Paulson back.

Agreed. We must know what is really happening.

[The World Capitalist Confederation]

Vohoffsky, after finishing his "meeting" with Felix, then went to Teasdale's office.

"Congresswoman, are you there?"

[Velahor]

Paulson texted Eliza back.

He hasn’t said anything about it?

I don't think he has

He's seemed a lot happier in the last few days

But I doubt that has anything to do with this

I’m glad he’s doing a little better

I hope the people around him suggest that he exercises caution

I hope you’re well. Let’s catch up some time.

[Bruke]

“I’m sure you can find some self-described anti-war Republicans to join you on this issue... perhaps a resolution would be in order.”

"I'm sure someone is drafting something. Thanks for the call, Karel. Good luck with the race."

“Goodbye. And good luck stopping war with Iran.”

[Convallaria]

Vohoffsky, after finishing his "meeting" with Felix, then went to Teasdale's office.

"Congresswoman, are you there?"

Longworth House Office Building
Office of Rep. Linda Teasdale

---

Noticing the knock, Linda beckoned the congressman to enter.

"Come on in, and you can just call me Linda. What can I do for you?"

[The World Capitalist Confederation]

Vohoffsky, after finishing his "meeting" with Felix, then went to Teasdale's office.

"Congresswoman, are you there?"

Longworth House Office Building
Office of Rep. Linda Teasdale

---

Noticing the knock, Linda beckoned the congressman to enter.

"Come on in, and you can just call me Linda. What can I do for you?"

"As you know, we have both endorsed Nathaniel Richardson, right? Well, here's the problem: his position is becoming untenable, and he turned from frontrunner to third place. I think it is time we switch horses, don't you think?"

[Titanne]

Felix drove away from Vohoffsky's residence. The whole thing had left him more uncertain about everything than he had been before. Maybe... maybe he should just tell his husband. Or maybe he should tell Carrie. He wasn't sure anymore, at all. Either way, he was supposed to be feeding John Donaldson information. He thumbed his number and created a new text.

Hey John, here's some of the stuff the caucus has been up to recently.

Right now they're focusing on Iran and foreign policy, but Carrie is also angry over a party a few of us went to in California.

That's it for the most part, I'll let you know if anything else comes up.

[Convallaria]

"As you know, we have both endorsed Nathaniel Richardson, right? Well, here's the problem: his position is becoming untenable, and he turned from frontrunner to third place. I think it is time we switch horses, don't you think?"

"Look, I see where you're coming from, really...I do...I've had the same concerns. But don't you think it's a little premature to jump ship just yet? I mean, even if this run isn't successful for Richardson, he's still a beneficial person to have on our side. Nevertheless, I'm willing to hear you out. What are you thinking?"

[Rijkenlandd]

"Actually, I don't think so. She just seems... wary. Of you, but no more so than she's wary of anyone else, myself included."

"Hmm...I bet she's suspicious of me now because of this thing. Probably sees it as some sort of mortal sin. I mean, imagine if I let those kids get away. It would've probably been on YouTube by now..."

The Villalobos Residence
Ponte Vedra, Jacksonville FL

Kevin, in khakhis as a NASCAR polo, would come out. "Hey Bernard! Welcome to the place! How have you been?" He'd walk toward Bernard and give him a firm handshake.

"Good to see you, Kevin! Very warm down here, much warmer than Virginia. It feels like it's nearly a hundred degrees." He said, shaking Kevin's hand. He then took off his blazer, leaving nothing but his white shirt and tie on his top half.

"You don't need the tie where we're goin', man. Come on, hop in!" Kevin would open the garage and out of five cars, he'd open up his 1978 Ford F100, the original one his father bought as his first truck in Florida, and his first middle-class purchase. It would be a perfectly clean and greatly modified.

Kevin swung open the door and let Porter in. "After you, Secretary."

[The World Capitalist Confederation]

"As you know, we have both endorsed Nathaniel Richardson, right? Well, here's the problem: his position is becoming untenable, and he turned from frontrunner to third place. I think it is time we switch horses, don't you think?"

"Look, I see where you're coming from, really...I do...I've had the same concerns. But don't you think it's a little premature to jump ship just yet? I mean, even if this run isn't successful for Richardson, he's still a beneficial person to have on our side. Nevertheless, I'm willing to hear you out. What are you thinking?"

"We go with Diane Paulson instead. She's well-funded, strong candidate. Richardson's base is too unenthusiastic. Sure, a lot of people are willing to support him, but I'll doubt they're willing to turn out. I think she's a good woman too. We need a candidate that can win, and Paulson can win. Have you seen her polling numbers?"

"Hmm...I bet she's suspicious of me now because of this thing. Probably sees it as some sort of mortal sin. I mean, imagine if I let those kids get away. It would've probably been on YouTube by now..."


"Good to see you, Kevin! Very warm down here, much warmer than Virginia. It feels like it's nearly a hundred degrees." He said, shaking Kevin's hand. He then took off his blazer, leaving nothing but his white shirt and tie on his top half.

"You don't need the tie where we're goin', man. Come on, hop in!" Kevin would open the garage and out of five cars, he'd open up his 1978 Ford F100, the original one his father bought as his first truck in Florida, and his first middle-class purchase. It would be a perfectly clean and greatly modified.

Kevin swung open the door and let Porter in. "After you, Secretary."

Porter went in the car, nodding. "Thank you. Alright, where are we going?" He said, enthusiastically.

[Greater Arab State]

The Oval Office, Washington, D.C.

The recent developments within the Middle East had seen Secretary Urquhart being more active than even his usual schedule, however, his mind had thought that the statement that the State Department had issued would allow the situation to settle. However, his arrival at the White House, prior to being led through saw him take a brief look through Twitter, seeing the President recent tweets unnerved the Secretary, admittedly, he had served in the Administration since the beginning, however, it was nevertheless concerning that the President twas issuing tweets of such a nature, particularly given the concerns surrounding his health since the start of the year.

Urquhart was quickly led through the White House and into the Oval Office, where he saw it was just him and the President.

"Ah, Mr President, I assume you summoned me to here to discuss recent developments in the Middle East?" The Secretary asked, stretching his hand out for the President to shake.

[New Cobastheia]

I don't think he has

He's seemed a lot happier in the last few days

But I doubt that has anything to do with this

I’m glad he’s doing a little better

I hope the people around him suggest that he exercises caution

I hope you’re well. Let’s catch up some time.

As do I, and we should, I don't know about you though, but the next time I'll be free is going to be after the 4th

[Velahor]

I’m glad he’s doing a little better

I hope the people around him suggest that he exercises caution

I hope you’re well. Let’s catch up some time.

As do I, and we should, I don't know about you though, but the next time I'll be free is going to be after the 4th

I won’t be in Washington until a day or two after that...unless an emergency session comes up for this Iran business. I’ll text you when I’m in town.

[Rijkenlandd]

"Hmm...I bet she's suspicious of me now because of this thing. Probably sees it as some sort of mortal sin. I mean, imagine if I let those kids get away. It would've probably been on YouTube by now..."


"Good to see you, Kevin! Very warm down here, much warmer than Virginia. It feels like it's nearly a hundred degrees." He said, shaking Kevin's hand. He then took off his blazer, leaving nothing but his white shirt and tie on his top half.

"You don't need the tie where we're goin', man. Come on, hop in!" Kevin would open the garage and out of five cars, he'd open up his 1978 Ford F100, the original one his father bought as his first truck in Florida, and his first middle-class purchase. It would be a perfectly clean and greatly modified.

Kevin swung open the door and let Porter in. "After you, Secretary."

Porter went in the car, nodding. "Thank you. Alright, where are we going?" He said, enthusiastically.[/quote]

"We're going to the best burger bar in town; Dirty D's! Don't mind the lad following behind, he's my Secret Service." Kevin would say.

He'd put the truck into 4th gear pretty fast, driving down the road quite fast. It was an open road for most of it so he took the time to be the racer that he is. Accelerating fast and going 110 mph comfortably, he'd converse on the way.

"So how are you holdin' up champ?"

[Alozia]

"I don't doubt he was. Has anyone suggested this to him? Or was this his idea."

"The Pentagon and the Joint Chiefs and the Intelligence Community drew up the options. Some proportionate ones and a disproportionate one. He chose the latter."

Tawney sighed and facepalmed. He quietly mouthed "why, why, why" as the Secretary continued speaking.

"He seems like he's really got it out for Iran, but more my point... The First Lady suggested he might be erratic because of his condition and the way he just... totally shrugged off my concerns. He was so blasé about it. I'm constitutionally bound to implement this so long as he's President but I can't say it doesn't make me hella uncomfortable."

"Mhm." Tawney was a bit shocked by what he heard. "I honestly don't know what to say... Listen George, I hope you don't mind me calling you by your name, the good thing is that he hasn't gone through with anything yet. Theoretically we can stop it, but... well, it won't be easy. Oh, and tell everyone who put the plans forward not to do the 'disproportionate' plans anymore, okay? In the future that is, just to be safe. Again, what do you suggest we do with Iran, current choice of action aside?"

[The World Capitalist Confederation]

"You don't need the tie where we're goin', man. Come on, hop in!" Kevin would open the garage and out of five cars, he'd open up his 1978 Ford F100, the original one his father bought as his first truck in Florida, and his first middle-class purchase. It would be a perfectly clean and greatly modified.

Kevin swung open the door and let Porter in. "After you, Secretary."

Porter went in the car, nodding. "Thank you. Alright, where are we going?" He said, enthusiastically.

"We're going to the best burger bar in town; Dirty D's! Don't mind the lad following behind, he's my Secret Service." Kevin would say.

He'd put the truck into 4th gear pretty fast, driving down the road quite fast. It was an open road for most of it so he took the time to be the racer that he is. Accelerating fast and going 110 mph comfortably, he'd converse on the way.

"So how are you holdin' up champ?"[/quote]
"Very well. Things are improving since the debate, we've mostly held our bump steady, so if I win the next debate by a similar margin, I become a frontrunner. The Fitzdaniel endorsement was very helpful for our fundraising numbers. We're mobilising an army of volunteers." He said, making his campaign sound successful, which, in his eyes, it was.

[Democratic Peoples republic of Kelvinsi]

James Burgun
@RoughRiderGov
I knew Silly Sharansky was a bad and very incompetent congresswoman, but I thought she was stupid not corrupt. I stand corrected! Maybe the reason why some Democrats are acting so dumb is that they are trying to hide their evil and corrupt practices like Silly Sharansky?