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by Tectonix » Sun Jul 23, 2017 4:33 pm
by Cuprum » Sun Jul 23, 2017 4:40 pm
by Nulla Bellum » Sun Jul 23, 2017 5:24 pm
by Ainin » Sun Jul 23, 2017 6:29 pm
DEPARTMENT OF JUSTICE AND POLICING
FORTALEZA, FERNÃOPursuant to Section 2a of the Vital Records Act of 2017, I hereby appoint Dr Mohammad Al-Ghamdi as Director of the Vital Records Administration.
Pursuant to Section 6b of the Vital Records Act of 2017, I hereby appoint Dr Samantha Chow as Chief Coroner of Fernão.
Kareema Hanoora
Acting Attorney General
Done in Fortaleza
on 23 July 2017
by Ainin » Sun Jul 23, 2017 6:45 pm
by The Miaphysite Church of Coptic Archism » Sun Jul 23, 2017 7:18 pm
by Nulla Bellum » Sun Jul 23, 2017 8:07 pm
by Ainin » Sun Jul 23, 2017 9:16 pm
The Miaphysite Church of Coptic Archism wrote:Scrap Metal Factory,
Outskirts of Fortaleza
Senator Vishal Vig had promised to help the striking scrap workers any way he could and he had had no intention to break that promise. On this particular day, Vig and much of his senatorial staff arrived at the factory holding large boxes of fresh apples, sandwiches and water bottles to hand out to the workers that had been sitting in for several days at this point, as well as being offered to the nearby police officers. Vishal himself sat with some of the workers and talked for an hour or so, discussing everything from politics to family. He sat with the strikers when one organizer stood up and read out a letter from the office of the Presidency, promising some kind of help in terms of workers' rights. There was cheering but the strike was not over yet.
Several hours later, Vig saw a woman he recognized as Maria Gandhi approach the strike. She was led inside the factory building, where around a table several men and woman were planning the logistics of keeping the strikers fed, watered and clean. One man said "Hello madame, I am Kumari Panikkar, president of the I.S.W.U.F, this is the executive committee of the Union."
by New World Oceania » Sun Jul 23, 2017 9:16 pm
by The Miaphysite Church of Coptic Archism » Sun Jul 23, 2017 9:30 pm
by Nulla Bellum » Sun Jul 23, 2017 9:55 pm
Ainin wrote:The Miaphysite Church of Coptic Archism wrote:Scrap Metal Factory,
Outskirts of Fortaleza
Senator Vishal Vig had promised to help the striking scrap workers any way he could and he had had no intention to break that promise. On this particular day, Vig and much of his senatorial staff arrived at the factory holding large boxes of fresh apples, sandwiches and water bottles to hand out to the workers that had been sitting in for several days at this point, as well as being offered to the nearby police officers. Vishal himself sat with some of the workers and talked for an hour or so, discussing everything from politics to family. He sat with the strikers when one organizer stood up and read out a letter from the office of the Presidency, promising some kind of help in terms of workers' rights. There was cheering but the strike was not over yet.
Several hours later, Vig saw a woman he recognized as Maria Gandhi approach the strike. She was led inside the factory building, where around a table several men and woman were planning the logistics of keeping the strikers fed, watered and clean. One man said "Hello madame, I am Kumari Panikkar, president of the I.S.W.U.F, this is the executive committee of the Union."
After shaking the man's hand, Maria looked around and politely nodded to acknowledge the presence of the other strike leaders, vocalising some quiet 'nice to meet yous'. Taking a notebook out of her breast pocket, she began talking.
"Mr. Panikkar, I'm afraid that I am not here for leisure. We believe that the continuation of this strike could pose a real danger to the safety of all participants involved, and I am here to extend an offer on behalf of the municipal government to mediate in the matter."
Upon hearing some commotion outside, she quietly thought to herself: 'that came earlier than I thought.'
Outside the factory, the duty sergeant turns around and stares at the new arrivals with bemusement. Soon enough, most of his men had also made their way to the front of the factory, where the hotshot executives were standing. None of them looked particularly impressed. If they thought that they could force an officer of the law to do their dirty business, they had another thing coming.
"Sir," the on-scene commander said in a manner that was intended to both be passably polite and incredibly condescending, "I can't do that for you. The Criminal Code, which is a law that we have to follow, says that the police can only disperse crowds when they hurt people."
His second-in-command, a newly-promoted head constable, quickly interjected. It seemed that the 10 hours of paralegal training that he undertook last month as part of a police training seminar would come handy after all. "Sir, we don't evict people on demand, that's not the job of law enforcement. If you want assistance with eviction, you need a court ruling in your favour first. We will be glad to assist once you have a temporary injunction restraining these people from the site."
The sergeant replies, with a faint smirk barely visible on the corner of his mouth. "I suppose we could ticket them for trespassing."
His corporal promptly answers, his voice betraying the fact that the officers were simply trolling the executives at this point. "Sir, I don't think we brought enough tickets."
by The Miaphysite Church of Coptic Archism » Sun Jul 23, 2017 10:09 pm
by Nulla Bellum » Sun Jul 23, 2017 10:37 pm
by Nulla Bellum » Sun Jul 23, 2017 11:58 pm
by Ainin » Mon Jul 24, 2017 5:55 am
by Roosevetania » Mon Jul 24, 2017 8:03 am
by Socialist Nordia » Mon Jul 24, 2017 8:46 am
by Nulla Bellum » Mon Jul 24, 2017 8:48 am
Ainin wrote:Many of the officers, unsure what to do as they had never seen gunmen before, shuffled towards the gate to physically block the senator, knowing that they could offer little resistance if he used his weapon. The duty sergeant picks up his radio and frantically calls the dispatch centre.
"This is Tango 31, several suspects with firearms. Potential mass shooting. Requesting immediate backup."
Shortly enough, the tactical squad and every authorised firearms officer within a 10 kilometre radius was ordered to head to the industrial park.
After putting the radio down, he placed his hand on his holster and with a booming voice began shouting commands, praying to God that they would obey.
"HALT! You are all under arrest for possession of a weapon of mass destruction and attempted murder. Drop the weapons, on your knees, hands behind your backs."
by Ainin » Mon Jul 24, 2017 9:27 am
by Jutsa » Mon Jul 24, 2017 10:32 am
by Nulla Bellum » Mon Jul 24, 2017 10:59 am
Ainin wrote:The duty sergeant briefly paused and considered his options. There was no way he would permit them to enter the site and harm the occupants.
"Sir," he said in a slow, deliberate tone, never taking his hand off his holster, "my first and foremost duty is to protect law and order. You are endangering it with your violent threats and unlawful weapons."
"There are lawful ways to evict these individuals," he continued, carefully choosing his words, "but this is not one of them. The defence of property is not an absolute defence, and you are posing a real and present danger to the life and limb of many people. Please put your weapons down, and we'll talk."
By this time, the first backup units had begun to arrive. Once on the scene, the officers quickly parked their vehicles in a manner that shielded them from the gunmen and retrieved submachine guns from the trunks. They took up position behind their cruisers, training the sights of the weapons on the executives and the senator in case they made an aggressive move.
Back in downtown Fortaleza, heavily-armed tactical officers were suited up and proceeded to their vans, and a call for backup was made to the Federal Police.
by Roosevetania » Mon Jul 24, 2017 11:00 am
Nulla Bellum wrote:Ainin wrote:Many of the officers, unsure what to do as they had never seen gunmen before, shuffled towards the gate to physically block the senator, knowing that they could offer little resistance if he used his weapon. The duty sergeant picks up his radio and frantically calls the dispatch centre.
"This is Tango 31, several suspects with firearms. Potential mass shooting. Requesting immediate backup."
Shortly enough, the tactical squad and every authorised firearms officer within a 10 kilometre radius was ordered to head to the industrial park.
After putting the radio down, he placed his hand on his holster and with a booming voice began shouting commands, praying to God that they would obey.
"HALT! You are all under arrest for possession of a weapon of mass destruction and attempted murder. Drop the weapons, on your knees, hands behind your backs."
Senator Null Bella stood his ground but called to his armed accomplices to lower their weapons but not to disarm.
"All of these men are armed in defense of legal ownership of private and corporate property! These men are all either the owners and authorized security and management of this factory and its grounds or my private bodyguards and official staff of my office in the Fernão Senate. The only attempted murder that has occured here is when those trespassers and burglars inside this factory physically assaulted me and injured my head. The only weapon of mass destruction here is the communist ideology here that these trespassers and burglars holed up in our factory are preaching to subvert the legal ownership of the Forteleza Scrap Works' means of production! The electrical supply to this building running the lights and air conditioning was bought and paid for by the owners and stockholders of this factory and will be shut off, as will the water supply. The abandoned vehicles left on the employee parking lot have been towed away at their owner's expense. As the legal owners and stockholders and security of this facility, we will lock and board up all entrances to prevent further trespass and burglarization of property. I suggest you clear the building of trespassers before we do so. No one inside this building is authorized or welcomed to be there. You have two choices, officer. You can do your goddamn job and clear this building of trespassers, or you can start another civil war!"
Senator Bella was confident his words were being livestreamed on the internet as well as broadcast on national media.
"What's is going to be, officer? THE WHOLE WORLD IS WATCHING! THE WHOLE WORLD IS WATCHING!" Bella started up a chant. He had been using the media as a weapon in publicity stunts since his punk band received a fatwa death threat from the Iranian mullahs nearly 30 years ago, as well as his best selling books and radio talk show. He could imagine this standoff was building his bank account as he spoke.
"No one has to die today. These people have been fired. They are trespassing upon property and disrupting a legal business operation that pays the taxes that paid for your shiny badges and stupid hats. Your actions send a message to every legal property and business owner across the republic, as well as international investors into the Fernãoan economy. If you kill me, you kill Fernão!"
Tow truck operators began rigging up Senator Vig's car to haul away.
The showdown was drawing in a small crowd of far right and libertarian supporters of Senator Bella's talk show, all armed with cell phone cameras and cricket bats. An element of #NeverEliot protesters joined the growing mob outside the factory.
Jutsa wrote:William walker pulls up in his little, yellow car.
"Hey, Senator Bella! I saw you on television and I wanted to pull up to give some doughnuts to these nice cops.
Also, is it me, or are you suffering some brain damage?
No offense, of course, but considering you seem to wanna kill a senator - hopefully not me, I-"
"Sir, please," an officer says as he walks up to William.
"Here you go." William shows the officer a doughnut.
"That's not what I'm talking about - but thank you." The officer grabs the doughnut.
"But we're not going to kill anyone, ok? The media's blowing this way out of proportion."
"That's good, because I also heard that the nearby town housing the guys you have hostage was set on fire or something.
Hey, Bella, want a doughnut?"
by Nulla Bellum » Mon Jul 24, 2017 11:27 am
Roosevetania wrote:
OOC: You can't magically have angry armed mobs show up at the factory, and you can't magically tow people's vehicles and command the police.
by Roosevetania » Mon Jul 24, 2017 11:40 am
Nulla Bellum wrote:Roosevetania wrote:
OOC: You can't magically have angry armed mobs show up at the factory, and you can't magically tow people's vehicles and command the police.
OOC: No magic involved. Police actively assisting the takeover of a private business property and the denial of entry of rightful property owners into their legal property while allowing trespassers to squat and shut down a business would piss off a whole damn bunch of people. The police have not yet expanded their disruption of private business to stop the tow company from carrying out their contract to tow non-employee vehicles off the lot. And, with the factory owners on the spot, they can hire any "angry mobster" on the spot to help shutter and board up their building. Perhaps you should address your false godmod accusations to the hivemind in the factory when my worker npcs inside among the strikers decide to set the place on fire.
by Ainin » Mon Jul 24, 2017 11:40 am
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