The North PacificBoard

1 JUNE, 2020; DUMBELOKOBWE, CENTRAL OSEAN REPUBLIC
22:45 PM

The bar was full. It was dark and there were twenty men that filled the bar. The men looked up to Samuel Humphrey, the man who was leading the charge with a speech. He raised a fist. His hair was in a ruffle. "Damn taxes. Damn attacks. Damn Central Osean government..." he grumbled loudly and clearly.

"These men send men to live in our homes when we are home. They send soldiers to patrol our streets. They gave us the Tea Act which taxed our tea. They gave us the Stamp Act which taxed us for stamps to send mail or even buy pamphlets! The gave us the Steel Act which taxed us for all steel materials that we needed! And did we have a say in any of this? No! They tax us without representation!" The men in the bar started booing.

The bar was wild. Torches flew. "And let's not forget about the brothers we lost in the protests against the Akenzua Senior Aid!" The bar was livid. The men booed and they started slamming their fists on the tables like there was no tomorrow. "Here is the plot, boys," he explained the plan. They would dress up as Native Oseans, storm into center of the city with weapons and start to riot and fire upon Central Osean businesses and forces.

Right before they were about to leave, Samuel Humphrey yelled to the men. "It's time for us to become patriyòt yos! And a patriyòt yo is a man of honor!" The men started to cheer as they left the bar and left for Dumbelokobwe.

1 JUNE, 2020; DUMBELOKOBWE, CENTRAL OSEAN REPUBLIC
22:45 PM

Samuel Humphrey guided his men to the city streets as they hid behind crates and changed into the Native Osean uniform and attire that they received from the tribe that was nearby. He motioned for the siege to being. The men jumped into the streets and started to load their weapons and fire upon Central Osean soldiers.

Humphrey led the charge and sent down several soldiers. "GO!" he yelled as he and many others ran towards the businesses in the centre of the city. Rocks, bullets, and projectiles were fired into the windows of the businesses and even the military station.

Within seconds, the men stormed into the businesses and began to shoot up the places. Numerous supply boxes were picked up and thrown into the streets of Dumbelokobwe. The men picked out the boxes from biggest to smallest and threw them into trucks that would be sent to their own headquarters. The streets draped brown near the area where the tea was being thrown into. The crates of tea dissolved into the dirt after a while. The Central Osean soldiers were rushing to the streets before a box of ink was thrown into the court.