Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28920015-20171123004142/@comment-27661770-20171124064932

H1 is listening in to the talks.

John is addressing his people.

"People of the nation of New Equestria. ...We fought long. We've always fought. We were born fighting and we fought everything ever since. Hell, we had to put up one hell of a fight to even get here. And today, I have learned that we can expect even worse fighting."

He then pulls out a picture of the New Legion's flag and hands it to an aide, which puts it into a photo projector that, well, projects it.

"This flag, I only knew for one year. But it's a flag I came to hate. If any of you remember the Void shit..."

Noises of disgust are heard from the crowd.

"This was one faction of them. They're lead by this fucker, some of you may recognize... it."

.EXE now on screen.

"We thought him dead. He led those armies andwe thought him dead. But now, those armies maraud once more. We have to pick our guns back uup. We thought the Factory was bad, but these fuckers can decimate us if we're not careful. We need to arm up, and I'll level with you: there's a very real chance of defeat."

He then almost slimes, with a kind of confidence in his eyes.

"But that means there's a chance of victory. And as long as there's a chance we shuld take it. It's what we did since the old monarchs died and this is only another reason to keep doing that. It's all on the line, and to play it safe is death. Prepare yourselves, the stormm is coming."

And the closing statement:

"Let's give it hell."