The North PacificBoard

All Televisions and radios go off within the nation, cutting to a black screen before fading into furnished area, one with a large wooden podium in the front with white pillars in the back, through the windows in the background you can see down Hōrudingu Avenue in the capital of Akatani. To both sides of the podium are Baratochi Banners, with the signature symbol of the Stratocractic-Cyberocracie Party, the Futuristic Rose clashing against the red banners. On the bottom half of the screen the Words “Sugu ni kaigi ga hajimarimasu.” -Conference will start soon.- A minute passes before someone enters the frame of the camera and walks to the podium on the rose-red carpet. They reach the Podium and wipe their hair from in front of their eyes to the back of their ear. The woman wears a bland black dress-jacket utop a white shirt with a matching red tie. On the bottom half of her body she wears standard one-inch heels with a pair of dark-grey leggings and a black dress-skirt, outfitting her like the night. Her face matches her body, with a look of a mean aura with messy black hair that goes down her back while she retains some that reaches her eyes.

She begins talking. “Earlier today the Baratochi Armed Forces functioned perfectly to reach their objectives assigned during the Practice Operation in the Samayōsansu desert, specifically outside the area known as District 37. A combination of Tanks, Helicopters, Jets and Soldiers showed their determination and preparation to defeat the enemies of Baraotchi and protect their homeland that has given them not only strength but discipline and respect among their peers that took the more passive path of life, blessing our nation with a strong technological or scientific sector.

As some of you know, we’ve had a troubled past couple of months for our peaceful nation. After testing out new military equipment and practicing military games as well as exercising our sovereign rights as Baratochin we had the warmongering Accipitridians to the southeast point their ICBMs at as.” She puts up one finger, “We tested one nuclear device in the outer regions of our country nowhere near the wretched birds and they threaten us with extermination off the planet…” she pauses and looks down at her notes and back at the camera, “Our soldiers did nothing but what they can do is and thats prepare, prepare to defend their homeland that has given them not only strength but discipline and respect among their peers that took the more passive path of life, blessing our nation with a strong technological or scientific sector.

Not only that but I would like to thank them and the Baratochin People for blessing me with such a great country to lead. I, Emilia Erin Herrera couldn’t have done this with any of your help. From the people of Akatani to Kitsabaku, or Sumikōgen or Rōzufabera. From all aspects of life in our advanced civilizations, we have bonded together to become stronger.

But how dare we advocate for self-empowerment of nations and giving them their own strength to form their cultures, speak their own language and protect their borders? OUR nation has been stabbed in the stomach today. It seems that we have grown soft to not expect this from the people of Strangereal. We live in an imperialist society and we haven’t taken a side. I refuse to let us become a target.

The Government of Northeast Hong Kong has decided to declare war on the Stratocratic-Cyberocracie of Baratochin. They are an off brand version of the Hong Kong Empire, a rebellious state that refuses to know its place. It is a nation of two ethnicities; of smaller population and size yet it expects us to roll over like a dog. Its socialist leadership that disregards the common man for its corrupt leaders yet calls for revolution.

Its land forces are weak compared to ours, we are prepared for their invasion. Our nation has been ready for our neighbors yet we wont shy away from a fight with someone that wants our lands. We expect them to go after Kure. We have an answer. Let this be known to those who look to challenge our society like NEHK, we aren’t nomads but rather a nation of heavily armed peoples that are ready to defend what is ours. We are not a mere thorn in a rose, we are a force to be reckoned with.

Thank you for attending.” She smiles at the camera before it fades, her hair fluttering as she walks quickly away from the podium is the last thing the camera sees. It cuts, showing a blank screen.A red background with the Futuristic Rose, under it it says “Technology is our only future.”