I wanted something to keep my brain busy, not to mention serve as a distraction. So I’m going back to a TL I’ve attempted a few times. Until I think of something better I present my timeline by way of coping mechanism
2nd September 2013
Guardsman Simon Neil was bloody bored, warm and bored, warm, sweaty and bored and stuck. His little security checkpoint was like a glass house in the summer sun and he couldn’t prop the door open for fear of being reprimanded for breach of security. He opened the door briefly, looking for an excuse. “Sod it” he mumbled and wandered outside. He looked up the empty road, a stretch of ten metres then another check point. A flashier one, with a light up barrier and sturdier looking building. Air conditioning too, he figures, the flash capitalist bastards. It was probably privately run anyway, the south always was, on the other hand, he was an (almost) equal member of the Border Guards Union The wind turbines on top of it barely moved in the still summer air. By comparison, the Solar panels on top if his checkpoint were loving the weather. The Worker’s republic was winning this instance of the north-south border guard dickwaving competition. He did question why his checkpoint was camouflaged, when it stood two stories high over fields of wheat.
Private Dylan Mills stared briefly at his north border equivalent, what was his problem? and waved disinterestedly before turning back to his tablet. It was hitting the hour at one.
“Live from Westminster, the BBC News with Thomas Crimp”
A news reader at a desk began talking, soon replaced by footage of a politician posing for photos in front of wallpaper marked “Caroline Lucas: Liberty and Prosperity,”
“These are the headlines at one. Caroline Lucas, the Liberal MP for Exeter and shadow home affairs minister has announced she will seek the Liberal nomination for President. She is the first person to announce their campaign for either of the major parties,”
The sound changed to the woman speaking, lit up by flashes of cameras
“Britain cannot afford to watch as we turn in on ourselves and indulge in self destructive self aggrandisement. We need to reach out to the world and remind them that Britain is open for business and ready to help,”
“Oh for F…” he stopped himself as Jones, one of his co workers walked in
“Oh, fix up, look sharp,” Corporal Jones said, “ Captain Blount is doing his rounds, what’cha watching?”
“Oh just the news, the election has begun,” Mills said in mock grave tones, anyway shut up I’m watching,” The news continued,
“In other news, the French government has been carrying out armed forces training exercises in the mediterranean and along their border with Swabia. It’s believe this is in reaction to increased tensions between several German states,” troops, tanks, planes, all marked with the tricolor and axe
“The White House has announced that Vice president James Miliband will be visiting the Workers Republic of Britain following the state visit of President Johnson to the Republic of Britain, not a lot has been revealed but it's believe this may lead to a greater diplomatic recognition of the WRB by the United States,” pictures of the young smart face of the Veep and the experienced face of Johnson.
“Also in the News, Greenland celebrated its twentieth anniversary as an American State today, the celebrations in the fifty second state were attended by state Governor Ana Helena and President Johnson. Several world leaders sent well wishes for the Island including President Bill Hague of Great Britain and Chairman Tereschenko of the Soviet Union”
On the screen, Fireworks, snow, more Johnson,
“In sporting news,” Mills stopped caring at this point and looked up. “He’s still staring at me!”
“Who,” jones enquired, not looking up from his phone,
“The Scotsman,”
“He might not be Scottish,”
“You know what I mean,”
Election season in the British Republics
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The road to Westminister and/or George Square
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The road to Westminister and/or George Square
2nd September 2013
Guardsman Simon Neil was bloody bored, warm and bored, warm, sweaty and bored and stuck. His little security checkpoint was like a glass house in the summer sun and he couldn’t prop the door open for fear of being reprimanded for breach of security. He opened the door briefly, looking for an excuse. “Sod it” he mumbled and wandered outside. He looked up the empty road, a stretch of ten metres then another check point. A flashier one, with a light up barrier and sturdier looking building. Air conditioning too, he figures, the flash capitalist bastards. It was probably privately run anyway, the south always was, on the other hand, he was an (almost) equal member of the Border Guards Union The wind turbines on top of it barely moved in the still summer air. By comparison, the Solar panels on top if his checkpoint were loving the weather. The Worker’s republic was winning this instance of the north-south border guard dickwaving competition. He did question why his checkpoint was camouflaged, when it stood two stories high over fields of wheat.
Private Dylan Mills stared briefly at his north border equivalent, what was his problem? and waved disinterestedly before turning back to his tablet. It was hitting the hour at one.
“Live from Westminster, the BBC News with Thomas Crimp”
A news reader at a desk began talking, soon replaced by footage of a politician posing for photos in front of wallpaper marked “Caroline Lucas: Liberty and Prosperity,”
“These are the headlines at one. Caroline Lucas, the Liberal MP for Exeter and shadow home affairs minister has announced she will seek the Liberal nomination for President. She is the first person to announce their campaign for either of the major parties,”
The sound changed to the woman speaking, lit up by flashes of cameras
“Britain cannot afford to watch as we turn in on ourselves and indulge in self destructive self aggrandisement. We need to reach out to the world and remind them that Britain is open for business and ready to help,”
“Oh for F…” he stopped himself as Jones, one of his co workers walked in
“Oh, fix up, look sharp,” Corporal Jones said, “ Captain Blount is doing his rounds, what’cha watching?”
“Oh just the news, the election has begun,” Mills said in mock grave tones, anyway shut up I’m watching,” The news continued,
“In other news, the French government has been carrying out armed forces training exercises in the mediterranean and along their border with Swabia. It’s believe this is in reaction to increased tensions between several German states,” troops, tanks, planes, all marked with the tricolor and axe
“The White House has announced that Vice president James Miliband will be visiting the Workers Republic of Britain following the state visit of President Johnson to the Republic of Britain, not a lot has been revealed but it's believe this may lead to a greater diplomatic recognition of the WRB by the United States,” pictures of the young smart face of the Veep and the experienced face of Johnson.
“Also in the News, Greenland celebrated its twentieth anniversary as an American State today, the celebrations in the fifty second state were attended by state Governor Ana Helena and President Johnson. Several world leaders sent well wishes for the Island including President Bill Hague of Great Britain and Chairman Tereschenko of the Soviet Union”
On the screen, Fireworks, snow, more Johnson,
“In sporting news,” Mills stopped caring at this point and looked up. “He’s still staring at me!”
“Who,” jones enquired, not looking up from his phone,
“The Scotsman,”
“He might not be Scottish,”
“You know what I mean,”