"Chaos among order is funny, Order among Chaos is Dangerous"
-Steve Martin
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Author's note: This is my first shot at an epic, CB, I would appreciate tons of criticism from you.
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Mark hated his cell, why did he follow the Revoltarian party's advice? Here he was, rotting away in his cell, while more prominent party members were out drinking and having a good time?
Then the images came to him, they flashed in front of his face like old film strips, only for split seconds. The flashes got longer, it was him, only much older. He was standing in front of a gargantuan building, in the courtyard before him, millions chanted, "KING!", "CONQUEROR!", "IMMACULATE!", above him a flag with his family seal emblazend onto an azure background flowed in the wind, along with hundreds of the same flag. Only one was different, the flag of the United States, and Mark knew why...
"MARK GET UP!"
His sentence was up, he was free to go, and he had a vision.
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The media circus outside of the prison surprised Mark. His Revoltarians apparently hadn't forgotten him, and since his imprisonment, had made him almost a living, political, martyr.
"SPEECH" someone shouted.
Mark stopped, he had prepared for this day.
"Our Democracy is a joke! The people in Washington who call themselves the governing body are corrupt, and the fact that I was thrown in jail signifies their own willingness to disobey the Constitution! The time has come for a new government, the creation of which, our current government allows for, should the people believe it is better for the nation as a whole. Do YOU think it's better?!"
The crowd erupted into fits of hell yeah, and was growing quicly, Mark moved onto the prison steps so he could be heard by more people.
"I am calling forth to all Americans who wish for a better America to join me and my party, in getting completely new representation in congress and a better future for us and our children!"
At this, Mark got into the car waiting for him, and rode off to the enthusiastic cheers of the crowd.
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Lincoln was not pleased.
"I thought you put enough dirt on this guy to bury him permanently?!"
"We couldn't have forseen a pardon, and with our vice president's recent scandals, there is no way we can beat this man in national popularity, and the citizens are taking up arms to back him."
"You mean?"
"Yes Mr. President, we are looking at the second American Revolution, most of our industrial centers do support him, although there are factions of white supremacists like the KKK, Minnesota Militia, and the Aryan Nations, who back you and the flag 100%"
"Damn, this is going to turn into a race thing, and I'm going to be the racist, God I hate being a politician.
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At the revoltarian headquarters in beautiful Sun Prairie, WI, it was decided that Mark should run for president, and exploit Lincolns newfound racist tendencies.......
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End Part 1, I NEED FEEDBACK
-Steve Martin
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Author's note: This is my first shot at an epic, CB, I would appreciate tons of criticism from you.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Mark hated his cell, why did he follow the Revoltarian party's advice? Here he was, rotting away in his cell, while more prominent party members were out drinking and having a good time?
Then the images came to him, they flashed in front of his face like old film strips, only for split seconds. The flashes got longer, it was him, only much older. He was standing in front of a gargantuan building, in the courtyard before him, millions chanted, "KING!", "CONQUEROR!", "IMMACULATE!", above him a flag with his family seal emblazend onto an azure background flowed in the wind, along with hundreds of the same flag. Only one was different, the flag of the United States, and Mark knew why...
"MARK GET UP!"
His sentence was up, he was free to go, and he had a vision.
_________________________________________
The media circus outside of the prison surprised Mark. His Revoltarians apparently hadn't forgotten him, and since his imprisonment, had made him almost a living, political, martyr.
"SPEECH" someone shouted.
Mark stopped, he had prepared for this day.
"Our Democracy is a joke! The people in Washington who call themselves the governing body are corrupt, and the fact that I was thrown in jail signifies their own willingness to disobey the Constitution! The time has come for a new government, the creation of which, our current government allows for, should the people believe it is better for the nation as a whole. Do YOU think it's better?!"
The crowd erupted into fits of hell yeah, and was growing quicly, Mark moved onto the prison steps so he could be heard by more people.
"I am calling forth to all Americans who wish for a better America to join me and my party, in getting completely new representation in congress and a better future for us and our children!"
At this, Mark got into the car waiting for him, and rode off to the enthusiastic cheers of the crowd.
_________________________________________
Lincoln was not pleased.
"I thought you put enough dirt on this guy to bury him permanently?!"
"We couldn't have forseen a pardon, and with our vice president's recent scandals, there is no way we can beat this man in national popularity, and the citizens are taking up arms to back him."
"You mean?"
"Yes Mr. President, we are looking at the second American Revolution, most of our industrial centers do support him, although there are factions of white supremacists like the KKK, Minnesota Militia, and the Aryan Nations, who back you and the flag 100%"
"Damn, this is going to turn into a race thing, and I'm going to be the racist, God I hate being a politician.
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At the revoltarian headquarters in beautiful Sun Prairie, WI, it was decided that Mark should run for president, and exploit Lincolns newfound racist tendencies.......
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End Part 1, I NEED FEEDBACK
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