Kannex
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After the 1968 Revolution overthrew the military dictatorship, the Reich changed. Kaiser Franz's reign ushered in democracy. Two parties, the Liberale and the Demokratische, arose. For the first time in a century, Kannexans voted in elections. Protests and street demonstrations went unmolested. Personal freedoms, the right to speak and shout and sing whatever in the street, took the place of rifles and military dictators.
Before, the generals in charge had promised a return to the old values. Men smoked cigars and wore suits to work. Women stayed in the sphere of domesticity, wearing ankle-length dresses. Everyone prayed every Sunday. But boiling in the pressure of decades of repression, liberalism exploded. The hippies threw away their cigar pipes for acid and marijuana. Women of all classes tore away their dresses, now wearing sleeveless shirts and short skirts. The nighttime streets of Manhatt, Weiterburg, and Sankt Anna were filled with skirt-wearing women walking proudly, their hips swaying from side to side. They demanded equal pay and a right to vote, which they got. Blacks, long targets of discrimination and economic plight, took to the streets to demonstrate. The trade unions flourished. Even homosexuals, a target of the Church of Kannex, dared to sport their colors in the public eye. Kannex was changing.
But change, by definition, is action. And there is no action with reaction. The Church of Kannex saw its membership drop faster than ice in a hailstorm. The Reichsregierung, the Chancellor, even the Kaiser himself no longer cared if you attended church every Sunday. The Church of Kannex quickly liberalized, no longer demanding that gays be locked up, or that the Earth was created 3,000 years ago. But others still held onto their beliefs. In the late 70s, the public became tired of all the liberal mess, all the demonstrations and riots, the strikes, all the hippies, the welfare programs, the free-spirited women. The conservative politicians, moderate rightists in the Liberal Party, returned to power.
But for some, Kannex remained far too changed. Some groups, disgruntled with the direction of the Church of Kannex, split. Some folks saw these 'free women' demanding work and abortion rights, these gays, these atheists and these trade unions, these hippies. The entire society had left its wits. Now, nearly two decades had passed. Kannex had become a sinners' den. It needed to be saved.
"GOTT GRÖSSTEN!" -- GOD IS THE GREATEST!
Present day. In downtown Lohenstadt, at midday, hundreds of shoppers mulled about. Several-storied office buildings flanked the crowded streets on either side. Buses and cars flowed through the streets like blood in arteries.
Suddenly, the Admiral Müller Imperial Office Building exploded. An eight-story building became a angry ball of flame and dust. Bodies flew apart, limbs dropped to the ground below. Concrete and glass shards rained down on screaming shoppers. One part of the building collapsed like a man's face being half-torn. There was screaming, and then there was silence. Bodies lay around the ground; fire alarms and shouting sounded in the streets. Several small bodies, those of kindergarten students, could be seen near the ruined entrance, lying amid scattered metal and glass. A lone woman standing in the clearing dust began wailing. The cry of ambulances soon joined her.
Before, the generals in charge had promised a return to the old values. Men smoked cigars and wore suits to work. Women stayed in the sphere of domesticity, wearing ankle-length dresses. Everyone prayed every Sunday. But boiling in the pressure of decades of repression, liberalism exploded. The hippies threw away their cigar pipes for acid and marijuana. Women of all classes tore away their dresses, now wearing sleeveless shirts and short skirts. The nighttime streets of Manhatt, Weiterburg, and Sankt Anna were filled with skirt-wearing women walking proudly, their hips swaying from side to side. They demanded equal pay and a right to vote, which they got. Blacks, long targets of discrimination and economic plight, took to the streets to demonstrate. The trade unions flourished. Even homosexuals, a target of the Church of Kannex, dared to sport their colors in the public eye. Kannex was changing.
But change, by definition, is action. And there is no action with reaction. The Church of Kannex saw its membership drop faster than ice in a hailstorm. The Reichsregierung, the Chancellor, even the Kaiser himself no longer cared if you attended church every Sunday. The Church of Kannex quickly liberalized, no longer demanding that gays be locked up, or that the Earth was created 3,000 years ago. But others still held onto their beliefs. In the late 70s, the public became tired of all the liberal mess, all the demonstrations and riots, the strikes, all the hippies, the welfare programs, the free-spirited women. The conservative politicians, moderate rightists in the Liberal Party, returned to power.
But for some, Kannex remained far too changed. Some groups, disgruntled with the direction of the Church of Kannex, split. Some folks saw these 'free women' demanding work and abortion rights, these gays, these atheists and these trade unions, these hippies. The entire society had left its wits. Now, nearly two decades had passed. Kannex had become a sinners' den. It needed to be saved.
"GOTT GRÖSSTEN!" -- GOD IS THE GREATEST!
Present day. In downtown Lohenstadt, at midday, hundreds of shoppers mulled about. Several-storied office buildings flanked the crowded streets on either side. Buses and cars flowed through the streets like blood in arteries.
Suddenly, the Admiral Müller Imperial Office Building exploded. An eight-story building became a angry ball of flame and dust. Bodies flew apart, limbs dropped to the ground below. Concrete and glass shards rained down on screaming shoppers. One part of the building collapsed like a man's face being half-torn. There was screaming, and then there was silence. Bodies lay around the ground; fire alarms and shouting sounded in the streets. Several small bodies, those of kindergarten students, could be seen near the ruined entrance, lying amid scattered metal and glass. A lone woman standing in the clearing dust began wailing. The cry of ambulances soon joined her.
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