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| Seth Skyblast | Nov 19 2007, 05:19 AM Post #1 |
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The Prodigal Son
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The normal program on the T.V crackled with static and changed, an image of a pilot in an unmistakable Jovian uniform appearing upon the broadcasting area, with the Jovian flag draped upon a wall behind him and what looked like the Sulmayaan Republic and Earth Union flags on either side of it, though they were notably smaller. The pilot's crimson eyes seemed to lock onto that of those viewing his midnight hair too perfect, as if out of a fairytale. As he spoke, it became evident he did not merely look seventeen or eighteen, but was only seventeen or eighteen. "Coordinators, Naturals, and everyone else! Listen to me, I beg of you. I speak to you now on behalf of the Jovian Sphere as a whole. My name is Seth Skyblast, I am a Sergeant in the Imperial Elite Mobile Suit Corps and loyal to my homeland. I come before you today on this public channel not to spread propaganda nor beg for more support in our war effort, I come before you today in the name of peace!" Seth then became a single figure in front of a screen of violence and destruction, images of soldiers and mobile suits alike clashing in furious battle displayed on the screen. "What you now see before you is that which no government wants their people to witness, for it is too horrible for your eyes and they fear it will put you off the will to fight. But do not avert your gaze, watch! For this is the result of our innate lust for conflict. We as Humans have always striven to be the greatest we can be and to develop newer and more advanced ways of defending ourselves. And yet, our hopes for defense have brought us nothing but war and desolation!" The screen now flashed to the images of wounded and dead soldiers, corpses in the thousands laying strewn upon various battlefields as still more men and mobile suits clashed for dominance. "These images reflect the ultimate outcome of all that we have done, our sins have taken form and because of it: More innocent lives are turned upside down every day. I myself lost my family to the barbarity of war, and many a comrade have I seen felled in the grim world of combat. Yet I bear no hatred nor resentment towards those whom have taken them from me. For I know, that they too fight to protect their homes, friends and families. All of us do! But that does not mean we are correct in waging this three-pronged war." Seth moved to the center of the screen again, the camera zooming in to his face, as he turned away in anger. ![]() "The fact of the matter is, this war is doing nothing but causing more and more pointless death and destruction. Each and every one of you sit at home or - in the case of military personnel - in your quaters wondering if a friend or family member has been killed, or when your next deployment is, or if your area will be attacked next. That way of life is what we should be fighting against! But instead, what it is we wage war on? Can anyone even remember the idiotic and senseless acts of violence that sparked this devastating conflict? Is all this loss, pain and suffering really worth it in the end?! IS THIS THE TYPE OF WORLD YOU WANT FOR YOUR KIDS?!" ![]() Seth re-composed himself, looking at the ground. "We do not want that future, none of us do. I know that you all, in your heart of hearts: Do not want this. So, to this effect I send the word out to the Supreme Commanders of the Earth Union, Sulmayaan Republic and the Jupiter Empire: A meeting, on the neutral planet of Mars. It is time we brought an end to this war, starting with diplomatic negotiations. If you truly fight for a better future: Then you won't turn down this proposal... This offer for a better tomorrow."
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![]() I've got a gun in my hand but the gun won't cock, And my finger's on the trigger but the trigger seems locked. And I can't stop staring at the tick-tock clock; And even if I could I would never give up! | |
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