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Post by Mikhael Nadyezhda Kirsanov on Jun 1, 2005 18:14:33 GMT -5
This thread brought to you by Simone Weile.
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Post by weatherman on Jun 2, 2005 20:12:07 GMT -5
Cornelius hops in his car and starts driving around, stopping occasional to put up posters. He calls Lysander on his cell and leaves a message on his answering machine.
"Hello comrade Lysander, this is Cornelius Dank. For all intents and purposes I'm the chairman of the Venezuelan branch of the International Socialist Party. I'm eager to start preparing for the revolution, and would like to speak with you as soon as possible. Give me a call back and we can plan a meeting."
Cornelius drives to University of Caracas and starts socializing with students and passing out fliers for about an hour. He gives them all contact information if they seek to join the ISP. Then he drives over to one of the working class sections of the city and does the same thing, explaining why capitalism is beyond reform, and only a revolution by the proletariat will emancipate them. After a day and night of hardwork, he drives home to get approximately four hours of sleep. This is more than enough.
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Post by Alejos H. Coy IV on Jun 2, 2005 20:12:26 GMT -5
Alejos wakes up, relatively hungover. Shoulder-Trotsky and shoulder-Stalin are passed out on the dining room table... never mind that they're figments of his imagination, apparently they got sloshed on imaginary booz.
Alejos stood up and made his way to the kitchen, where he made himself a family cure for hangovers. He tried to remember what happened last night, then it hit him.
That's right! He's head of the Brazillian Section of the 4th International!
"Gah! I'm late," he gasped, looking at his watch. He rushed out the door, slamming it behind him.
Shoulder-Stalin woke up, and shouted after him, "Do you mind?! Normal people are trying to sleep!!" Then he passed out again.
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Post by nikolaikarpatioth on Jun 2, 2005 20:14:47 GMT -5
*Nikolai stopped biting her clit and began liccking it pleasurably and seductively. He pulled her body down towards him forcing the tonue in deeper. This would definatley have drove her to orgasm. He did exactly as he was told by Bastet and gve her more of his tongue. He thought about Rennet and how she would respond to a brother or sister.*
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Jun 2, 2005 20:17:36 GMT -5
(To Alejos)
Bassarov puts flyers and papers in coffee shops, cafes, and even laundromats. After a couple hours of wandering through the city, putting up flyers, he decides to call Alejos, his young socialist friend in Brazil.
Using his cell phone he dials the number of Cheech and Tommy's house in Brazilia...
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Post by Lysander Bassarov on Jun 2, 2005 20:22:06 GMT -5
((hmmm... thats all I have to say: "Hmmmm"))
I step out into the hall, still rather tired.
"Valodya? Sakari? Anyone here?"
He hoped perhaps that Hope would visit him again, but she had not. This Helene girl also sounds interesting.
((Cant post back, just wanted to show that I am alive))
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Post by Rei "Zero" Usagi on Jun 2, 2005 20:25:46 GMT -5
I follow Bassarov through the city, offering to help out of simple politeness. "Listen, our political differences are the only real differences between us. We both want the same things."
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Post by bastet on Jun 2, 2005 20:26:06 GMT -5
I then release my orgasm as he put his tongue deeper inside of me. I release my jucies inside Nik's mouth and its felt so good.
((be back in 25 mins or so. its dinner time for me))
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Jun 2, 2005 20:28:00 GMT -5
"My life is my politics, or at least it should be my politics. Talking to Cornelius just made me think that I have a lot left to learn and really need to get my act together." Bassarov replies.
"I don't mistreat or dislike anyone on the basis of their politics, but I feel like befriending someone like you is a betrayal to my beliefs."
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Raul Carrion Castaneda
Party Sympathizer
Cuban Communist
"The revolution... is a dictatorship of the exploited against the exploiters." - Fidel Castro
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Post by Raul Carrion Castaneda on Jun 2, 2005 20:28:38 GMT -5
After taking a giant stack of flyers, Raul heads inside the cafe where the other Cubans are, and gives each a sizeable stack to distribute. The soldier amongst them gets the most excited.
"We should just hand these out at street corners..." Raul smiles. "Sure. I'll accompany you."
Raul and the soldier stand outside the shop and pass out the flyers to the passers by.
(BRB)
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Post by Rei "Zero" Usagi on Jun 2, 2005 20:30:27 GMT -5
"And just how exactly does that work? I don't feel that befrending you is betraying my beliefs, why do you feel that way?"
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Post by Alejos H. Coy IV on Jun 2, 2005 20:30:54 GMT -5
Cheech woke up and looked at the number, then forwarded the call to Alejos's cell phone.
Alejos answered, fumbling with the phone while running to the party headquarters. "Hello, Alejos here, how may I help you?"
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Post by nikolaikarpatioth on Jun 2, 2005 20:31:43 GMT -5
(I gotta log off In 2 mins leeme get this finished. Bye my love.)
*Nikolai moved back up to Bastet and fell asleep next o her. He was thouroughly exhausted from the activity.*
Nikolai:"Yet again I will say that I love you more than the world. I have church tommorrow. Would you like to come with me? I understand if you don't."
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Jun 2, 2005 20:33:23 GMT -5
"I just wanted to say congratulations on getting nominated head of the Brazilian section. Good for you." Bassarov says to Alejos over the phone.
He turns to Rei.
"It is complicated. Like Lysander for instance. He was dating a head of an oil company but broke it off. It is a conflict of interests."
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Post by Rei "Zero" Usagi on Jun 2, 2005 20:35:52 GMT -5
"Listen, I like you as a person. I don't see how us talking about non political things is a conflict of interest. Besides, we had our agreement. I will never harm you, even if I am ordered to." If nothing else I am a woman of my word, if I say I will do something I will do it.
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