Olympians, we stand forever!
It was one of the days that 'shook the world'... and continued to for years. It would be October the 2nd... The last of the great wars... at least for now.
There are stories from all over the world of where people where when they found out it began. Some asleep, some at home, however in Athens it was made clear everyone knew. The ELAS communist militias had been plaguing the Greek transitional government for over a year. Naturally there was a vacuum when the German's great implosion, and Greece had been damaged severly from it. "There would be no Monarchy... only almighty god"- were the words of Archbishop Damaskinos as he proclaimed yet another in the line of the Greek Republics. He and General Plastiras had together set up an inticate balance. Between them they "...administered for the plights of the people, and the loyalty of arms to protect them from communism". It was perhaps more being a man of the cloth that drove many of the young greeks to the communist's arms.
It was sometime during the earliest hours of morning when the news arrived to anyone awake who would hear it... Such news takes little time to travel, whether by marathon, horse, telegram, radio, phone or even the ringing of every single church bell in athens, combined with the explosion and ratatatat's of machine guns to spread such messages. The war had begun, the war from within and the war from outside.
Both Damaskinos and Plastiras were wide awake at the first whisper of the word soviet. Usually the red swarm seemed to rush quickest to the cheeks of their faces, but not today. They may have lived at opposite ends of the city but they broke all laws of physics to get to Hellenic Parliament building.
"What do we do?"
"If i knew i'd tell you"
"Well... like... d.. didn't you prepare for this"
"How the hell am i supposed to prepare for an invasion when we're teetering on civil war!"
"You're the military man, i'm the man of the cloth. You do your job and i do mine and that was how we've been going at it for at least a year now.. and you're telling me we're not prepared for another war"
"Look... If i wanted to i could even barely try to defend this country... we have barely any military at all and those that we do have are too poorly placed to have any effect"
"So what do you want me to do..."
"... If i knew i'd tell you"
"So what's the plan"
"... Get me the map there Alexandros"
"We can't defend anything behind the Red Line. We probably won't defend behind the blue line"
"You have got to be joking me... we're leaving over half a million people to be engulfed by the soviets?"
"What do you want me to do... we have outdated equipment and bulgaria has a larger army than us"
"Well what about Turkey can't they help"
"Bah.. they're looking just as ready to collapse as we are.. hopefully they can hold onto the other shore... Istanbul's already gone Archbishop... So are our northern forts... we have nothing"
"... Then... The commonwealth... America... France... we have something We Must Have Something"
"We have solice that moscow is destroyed... but i fear athens holds the same fate in the long run"
So yeah, Doomsday AAR, as Greece. I can hold out hopefully, but i doubt it. Normal/Furious. Yeah i usually write in a dialogue style if you hadn't noticed, i'll probably do narrative sections but for the most part it will be the fretting of the Archbishop and the General. Probably less absurd than Li Zongren.
It was one of the days that 'shook the world'... and continued to for years. It would be October the 2nd... The last of the great wars... at least for now.
There are stories from all over the world of where people where when they found out it began. Some asleep, some at home, however in Athens it was made clear everyone knew. The ELAS communist militias had been plaguing the Greek transitional government for over a year. Naturally there was a vacuum when the German's great implosion, and Greece had been damaged severly from it. "There would be no Monarchy... only almighty god"- were the words of Archbishop Damaskinos as he proclaimed yet another in the line of the Greek Republics. He and General Plastiras had together set up an inticate balance. Between them they "...administered for the plights of the people, and the loyalty of arms to protect them from communism". It was perhaps more being a man of the cloth that drove many of the young greeks to the communist's arms.
It was sometime during the earliest hours of morning when the news arrived to anyone awake who would hear it... Such news takes little time to travel, whether by marathon, horse, telegram, radio, phone or even the ringing of every single church bell in athens, combined with the explosion and ratatatat's of machine guns to spread such messages. The war had begun, the war from within and the war from outside.
Both Damaskinos and Plastiras were wide awake at the first whisper of the word soviet. Usually the red swarm seemed to rush quickest to the cheeks of their faces, but not today. They may have lived at opposite ends of the city but they broke all laws of physics to get to Hellenic Parliament building.
"What do we do?"
"If i knew i'd tell you"
"Well... like... d.. didn't you prepare for this"
"How the hell am i supposed to prepare for an invasion when we're teetering on civil war!"
"You're the military man, i'm the man of the cloth. You do your job and i do mine and that was how we've been going at it for at least a year now.. and you're telling me we're not prepared for another war"
"Look... If i wanted to i could even barely try to defend this country... we have barely any military at all and those that we do have are too poorly placed to have any effect"
"So what do you want me to do..."
"... If i knew i'd tell you"
"So what's the plan"
"... Get me the map there Alexandros"
"We can't defend anything behind the Red Line. We probably won't defend behind the blue line"
"You have got to be joking me... we're leaving over half a million people to be engulfed by the soviets?"
"What do you want me to do... we have outdated equipment and bulgaria has a larger army than us"
"Well what about Turkey can't they help"
"Bah.. they're looking just as ready to collapse as we are.. hopefully they can hold onto the other shore... Istanbul's already gone Archbishop... So are our northern forts... we have nothing"
"... Then... The commonwealth... America... France... we have something We Must Have Something"
"We have solice that moscow is destroyed... but i fear athens holds the same fate in the long run"
So yeah, Doomsday AAR, as Greece. I can hold out hopefully, but i doubt it. Normal/Furious. Yeah i usually write in a dialogue style if you hadn't noticed, i'll probably do narrative sections but for the most part it will be the fretting of the Archbishop and the General. Probably less absurd than Li Zongren.
