[CoS] FIRST OFFICIAL EXECUTIVE ORDER... and other stuff.

Day 1,815, 17:32 • Published in Australia Australia • by Daenerys Stormborn Targaryen
Not all articles need to be serious and you can approach writing them any way you want. I've released this one just to show a different style. This is more a roleplay type article as opposed to the other 'boring factual nonsense. Everyone has a different style, a different approach.

She stands before the well lit mirror performing pre-public inspections. While she cared little for her appearance her father had once explained the necessity behind it. To be an example, more than just an average woman... to be flawless is always the first step to inspire greatness.

Talking her white hair she rolls it up in a bun, and then lets it fall lose... Perception was the key, hair up was power, dominance... hanging lose was nurturing, caring... It had been so long since she had been in the public eye the decision was incredibly hard... in the end she settled for a compromise of both. It would be clear sign that although she had evolved into something more, the essence of the woman that had once been Larni remained.

When she had received the call a week ago she had been a little shocked, Ranger Bob the old hermit was answering the nations call in its time of need. Dany smiles in the mirror as she tilts her head slightly to the side pursing her lips together, narrowing her eyes slightly. He had asked for her help and she had accepted without question. Rarely can a man inspire her anymore, but Ranger was more than a man... he was a Dropbear, one of the old breed. If he needed her it was for a reason and she would not let him down.

Casting her eye over her shoulder she looks at the old uniform... tattered, torn, patched.. the Dropbear Insignia remained proud and strong. Dany had thought long and hard about what to wear on the day of her first public appearance and for some reason the answer had always been obvious.

Dressed now she makes her way through the offices to the broadcast room keeping her face fixed and stern despite her inner female thoroughly enjoying the prolonged gazes from the crew. She had worked hard to become what they saw when they looked upon her. A woman of power, born through blood sweat and tears, she had delivered the nation great military victories and was held in awe by many.

Into the recording studio walks, this powerful woman, this military commander beyond compare, the mother of dragons. The warrior who answered the call of a fellow Dropbear comes to a halt, eyes falling on the new CP Ranger Bob and dCP Scottty...

The two most powerful men in the coutry exchange a glance to eachother and laugh hysterically.
“Larni... I mean Dany... or whatever you’re going as now I think you miss understood why I called you” Ranger eventually splutters out.
“Our nation is wiped Ranger, this is what I do.” Dany replied bluntly,
“Well see, that’s why Flatty is here... he is running the military” Ranger motions to the corner of the room and Dany raises an eyebrow at the man in the corner, all suited up in black like a badass and playing with dolls... sorry action figures...

“You’re not serious...”
“This month is about community, about coming together. We don’t need regions to have a little fun do we.”
Her eyes narrow slightly, head shaking slowly, “If you do not need my skill set Ranger, then why call?”
Now he smirks a little and him and Scottty share a private joke. “Well, we know how you like being on camera so... well I want you to read that.” He motions across to where a lectern stands in front of a large camera. “Besides you promised if I was ever CP...”
“Do not remind me of my promises Ranger...” Stalking across to the podium, she picks up the document and does a quick read, her eyes narrowing slightly “You cannot be serious... you bought me here for this?”
“Its a matter of national importance Larni... Danny... whatever you are now...”
“Be very careful not to insult me Ranger...”
Ranger raises a glass to his lips failing to keep a straight face, “You word is gold, it always has been.”
She looks again at the document her eyes blazing with thunder. “I am the greatest military commander this nation has ever seen, I make empires crumble and bath in the tears of all who oppose me...”
Now it’s Scottty who waves his hand dismissing the objection, “Yes and you were a totally awesome CP who held the most regions for the longest amount of time. Yes Larni... Danny... whatever, we get it. You’re a scary #$%^ we all know that”
If it was anyone than Scottty she would have thrown him down and wailed vengeance upon him....
“You promised to do anything I asked.” Ranger quickly speaks up before violence ensues...
Muttering a string of curses, that would get me forfeit points if repeated, Dany moves to stand behind the lectern and clears her throat as the camera turns on.

“People of eAustralia, in his first official act as Country President, his eminence... in his glorious wisdom hereby decrees that hence forth, starting now and forever...” She glances over at him and raises an eyebrow “Drunk when you wrote this?” Ranger eyeshifts innocently and she returns to the address, “His imperial awesomeness, all round sexiest man on the planet... hereby decrees that the day Friday, whenever mentioned shall be spoken with the prefix of No Pants....” She places the paper down and looks at the two men in the hot tub, “No Pants Friday... seriously? Our nation is occupied, RM prices are sending many business men bankrupt, we have new citizens stuck behind enemy lines... and this is your first decree....”



Her objections are drowned away by the hysterical laughter of the two most powerful men in the nation and shaking her head Dany storms off, passing Flatty who seems oblivious to all as he plays with his action figures...

“Yes Binda you are mine!!! You cannot escape my darkness.”
“Oh flatty no... no... no... no.... y..yy...yees yes yes oh Flatty”
[youtube]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2iZvrbzThcg[/youtube] 1:04 onwards.