Home of Ibican Vice President, Rodney Parsons
Near Harlem, East Monroe
2:15 am
It was late in the night, and many of the most influential people in Ibica has all found their way into the foothills of the Georgia Range in eastern East Monroe. Had this gathering taken place a few hours earlier, it wouldn't seem strange at all. But, so many corporate executives, bureaucrats, and elected officials here, in the middle of the night, should certainly raise eyebrows. They call themselves the Fathers of the Republic, and believe that they are about to change the country better. In attendance is:
All of these men, and they are all men, believe that Ibica is taking a dangerous path into liberalism, that women have gotten too involved in politics, and that the states have lost too much authority compared to the federal government. A few of them also wish to see Ibica having an official Christian religion, and that secularism is destroying Ibica's culture. Fringe elements like this have always existed within the Conservative Party, but they've always been just that, a fringe. But they've gotten smarter and learned to hide their fringe views. With the Romane Crisis having almost certainly ensured Progressives will win the Presidency in 2020, the group feels they must act now, and drastic measures are necessary.
They have determined that a false flag terrorist attack on the capitol building during a presidential speech coming up is the only way forward. The speech will likely be attended by most of congress, most of the Supreme Court Justices, and the department heads that don't know to avoid it. If they're successful in this attack, Parsons would become the President, having a convenient excuse not to attend the speech. Parsons then intends to declare marshal law while most of the nation would feel that additional security measures are necessary, and would "temporarily" postpone upcoming elections. Homeland Security Investigations would then drum up some false intelligence blaming a foreign group or nation for the attacks, justifying a war and even more internal security measures; all the while ensuring other intelligence agencies in the nation remain blind to what is really happening. Parsons encourages the other members to continue cautiously finding new allies, sympathetic to the cause as he bids them farewell. This will be their last meeting before the plan is put into motion. If this information gets out before the attacks, the will all receive the death penalty.
Parsons goes to sit in his office as he watches the officials' vehicles dispersing into the night, and pours himself a glass of Brandy. "You want some Jones?" he calls out to the head of his Secret Service detail in the room.
Jones lets out a soft chuckle, "Not on the clock sir..." his voice trails off. "Are you sure about this?"
Parsons takes a sip, then gazes out the window for a moment before answering, "I need to be, its too late to stop it now..." He finishes his glass, then stands "Well, I need to sleep at some point I guess, goodnight Jones."
"Goodnight, sir," Jones returns to the rest of the Secret Service detail securing the residence. None of his team knows why some of the nation's most powerful men were just here, they have no idea that most of them are protecting the biggest threat to Ibican ideals in its history. The most well known duty of the Secret Service is to protect the President, but his team just provided security to a meeting that just planned her death. He shudders at the thought, and blames it on the cold when one of his agents asks if he's okay. He's not. Nothing is anymore.
Near Harlem, East Monroe
2:15 am
It was late in the night, and many of the most influential people in Ibica has all found their way into the foothills of the Georgia Range in eastern East Monroe. Had this gathering taken place a few hours earlier, it wouldn't seem strange at all. But, so many corporate executives, bureaucrats, and elected officials here, in the middle of the night, should certainly raise eyebrows. They call themselves the Fathers of the Republic, and believe that they are about to change the country better. In attendance is:
- Rodney Parsons, Vice President and leader of the group
- Steven Colberry, Secretary of the Interior
- George Townsend, Attorney-General
- Forest Emmett, Governor of Romane
- Duncan Waterman, Lt. Governor of Hamilton
- Gen. Kenyon Patterson, Army
- Vice Admiral Zachery Everill, Navy
- Director Wesley Cowden, Homeland Security Investigations
- and many others
All of these men, and they are all men, believe that Ibica is taking a dangerous path into liberalism, that women have gotten too involved in politics, and that the states have lost too much authority compared to the federal government. A few of them also wish to see Ibica having an official Christian religion, and that secularism is destroying Ibica's culture. Fringe elements like this have always existed within the Conservative Party, but they've always been just that, a fringe. But they've gotten smarter and learned to hide their fringe views. With the Romane Crisis having almost certainly ensured Progressives will win the Presidency in 2020, the group feels they must act now, and drastic measures are necessary.
They have determined that a false flag terrorist attack on the capitol building during a presidential speech coming up is the only way forward. The speech will likely be attended by most of congress, most of the Supreme Court Justices, and the department heads that don't know to avoid it. If they're successful in this attack, Parsons would become the President, having a convenient excuse not to attend the speech. Parsons then intends to declare marshal law while most of the nation would feel that additional security measures are necessary, and would "temporarily" postpone upcoming elections. Homeland Security Investigations would then drum up some false intelligence blaming a foreign group or nation for the attacks, justifying a war and even more internal security measures; all the while ensuring other intelligence agencies in the nation remain blind to what is really happening. Parsons encourages the other members to continue cautiously finding new allies, sympathetic to the cause as he bids them farewell. This will be their last meeting before the plan is put into motion. If this information gets out before the attacks, the will all receive the death penalty.
Parsons goes to sit in his office as he watches the officials' vehicles dispersing into the night, and pours himself a glass of Brandy. "You want some Jones?" he calls out to the head of his Secret Service detail in the room.
Jones lets out a soft chuckle, "Not on the clock sir..." his voice trails off. "Are you sure about this?"
Parsons takes a sip, then gazes out the window for a moment before answering, "I need to be, its too late to stop it now..." He finishes his glass, then stands "Well, I need to sleep at some point I guess, goodnight Jones."
"Goodnight, sir," Jones returns to the rest of the Secret Service detail securing the residence. None of his team knows why some of the nation's most powerful men were just here, they have no idea that most of them are protecting the biggest threat to Ibican ideals in its history. The most well known duty of the Secret Service is to protect the President, but his team just provided security to a meeting that just planned her death. He shudders at the thought, and blames it on the cold when one of his agents asks if he's okay. He's not. Nothing is anymore.