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Expeditio Gladius

Postby RPC » Tue Jul 14, 2009 11:41 am

Felix Titus studied the two large men curiously as they entered the darkened room precariously, their eyes shifting from side to side in a state of constant readiness. Assessing their physique, physical appearance and mannerisms, Titus could barely find a fault between them. As they reached the centre of the room and stood still, gazing for any signs of life, Titus lit a cigarette, illuminating himself in the far corner of the room for a split second. The two men spun around instantaneously, their eyes bulging and straining in the darkness.

"Have a seat gentleman." Titus flicked the switch on his desk lamp, and motioned towards two chairs in front of him. The men took a moment to compose themselves and then walked calmly over and sat down. "Do you know why you are here?" Titus locked eyes with each man in turn, his face an expression of supreme confidence and assurance.

"To discuss strategy, Praetorius." One of them said, whilst clearing his throat nervously.

"Precisely." Titus replied with coolness, leaning back in his chair. "Do you know what motivates the religious?" He asked whilst taking a long drag from his cigarette, causing the men to cough and shake their heads at the same time. "Fear." Titus announced assuredly. "Nothing more, nothing less. Terror is the sure fire motivator of religious men, from the high priests to the lowly worshippers. Think about it. They fear the wrath of the gods if they go against the teachings of religion, and they fear the fiery pits of the underworld if they live a nefarious life on Terra. Religion is defined by terror, there is no positive element. They are never 'good' because they are, they are 'good' because they fear what might happen if they are not." Titus stood up abruptly and motioned for the men to follow suit. "For this campaign we shall use terror to achieve our desired effect." Titus reached to his side and handed one of the men his Gladius. "You have the list of targets. Now you should use that sword to shed some blood and motivate the people into abandoning the weakness and the slavery of religion. Make them fear what might happen if they don't." The two men nodded sagely.
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Re: Expeditio Gladius

Postby GreekIdiot » Tue Jul 14, 2009 12:05 pm

The phone rang. Titus, as he watched the two men silently close the door behind them, leaving the room back into darkness, took a naive look on the telephone. He pressed a button while preparing to seat. It was his secretary - a watery calm female voice.

"Mr. Felix, a man is asking to see you. He is really persistent sir.", she said.

"What is his name?", Titus, on the verge of total apathy of having far too many serious things to do than rant about a strange man, found the courage to ask with a strange sigh, exhaling along the finest of tobaccos.

"He says his name is Camunisto Tirannous".
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Re: Expeditio Gladius

Postby RPC » Tue Jul 14, 2009 12:34 pm

"Really? Very well." Titus said with annoyed resignation. "Send him in." Titus stubbed out his cigarette into an ashtray and flicked the off switch on his desk lamp, before leaning back in his chair expectantly. His gaze fixed upon the door to his office as the sound of footsteps on the other side echoed from the hallway. The doorknob then twisted and turned until the door opened gently, allowing a thin shaft of light to pour through the gap. After a few seconds of silence, the door closed and the footsteps became louder as they now emanated from the centre of the office. Titus calmly took out a new cigarette and lit it with the utmost care and attention, like a craftsman creating something beautiful.

"Mr. Tirannous, how wonderful of you to grace me with your presence." Titus let out a long loving deep puff of smoke. "Please, have a seat."
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Re: Expeditio Gladius

Postby RPC » Tue Jul 14, 2009 4:48 pm

Flavius Marcus and his companion exited the safe house stopping for a few seconds to watch out for any signs of surveillance. A quick scan of their surroundings exhumed no-one lurking in the shadows and thus they pressed on toward their car. Entering the vehicle on the passenger side, Flavius placed the gladius given to him by Felix Titus into a gym bag and placed it in the back seat. Flavius was still slightly on edge from the encounter with Titus, taken aback by the intensity of the man, and his hand slightly trembled as he lowered the bag onto the seat. His companion Lucius reached down into a compartment and pulled out a 9mm pistol with a silencer and tucked it down his trousers, making sure to keep the barrel pointed away from his testicles.

"Are you ready for this?" Lucius asked hesitantly. Flavius shot back a look of trepidation.

"I've done hits before, but not like this." Flavius waved his hand. "Fuck it. You only live once. Let's go." Lucius nodded in agreement and started the engine.

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The car came to a gradual stop outside a small village temple. Flavius looked out into the pitch darkness and despite straining his neck in several different directions saw no signs of life. Lucius gave him a look that Flavius instantly recognised as calling for him to get on with it. Both men donned ski masks and pulled out their weapons, Lucius with his pistol and Flavius with his gladius. After a brief awkward silence they both smoothly exited the car and walked deliberately to the temple entrance, as if they were stalking prey. From inside the temple they could hear the soft sounds of someone praying. Lucius hesitated as he gently pushed the door open, drawing his pistol at the same time. Flavius strode forward confidently and saw a priest bathed in candlelight, kneeling before a statue. Lucius walked in behind him. The priest suddenly stopped praying, hearing the sounds of their boots echoing throughout the temple, and swung his head round.

"My sons, have you come to make an offering to Ceres?" As the words left his mouth his eyes began to widen upon seeing the ski masks that both men were wearing. His mouth then gaped a little in exasperation when Lucius moved from the shadows and his pistol could be clearly seen. "This is a sacred temple! You can't bring that in here." The priest said incredulously.

"We don't care about your fucking sacred temple." Flavius said as he unsheathed his sword, causing the priest to stumble backwards a little, falling on his rear. "We are here to send a message. A special kind of 'offering' if you will." With that Flavius pointed his gladius at the priest and motioned for him to stand. "Come with us."
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Re: Expeditio Gladius

Postby RPC » Wed Jul 15, 2009 8:15 am

The priest stirred slightly in the corner of the room, drawing the attention of Lucius away from the video camera momentarily. Flavius sighed as he put down the newspaper he was reading and walked over to the priest, who was nursing a large bruise on his forehead. The priest peeked at Flavius through half-open eyes, eventually opening fully wide when he spotted the video camera and the various spotlights illuminating the room.

"What is the meaning of this?" The priest asked hoarsely.

"The meaning?" Felix Titus had appeared in the doorway taking all three men by surprise. "The meaning is rather simple. To instill terror in order to realise our goals." The heavy lighting in the room served to illuminate the very visible scar that dominated the face of Titus, causing the priest to recoil a little in disgust. "You see, for too long Selucia has been dominated by the liberal capitalist and the ostensibly religious classes. They use various methods to enslave the populace, and you-" Titus pointed an accusatory finger at the priest. "-you are one of those methods used to subjugate and control my people." Titus walked over to the video camera and handed a disc to Lucius. "It will happen no longer. We are here to liberate Selucia, killing one piece of shit at a time, until the complete emancipation of the working class is complete."

"Barbarian scum!" The preist shot back defiantly, before starting to pray. Titus smiled menacingly as he pulled on a balaclava and walked over to the priest. Lucius flicked the record switch of the camera and Flavius drew his Gladius as he stood next to the priest.

"People of Selucia, this is a message from the National Revolutionary Front." Announced the authoritative voice of Titus. "Expeditio Gladius, the campaign to liberate Selucia from the disease of religion has now begun. Religious ideas and worship will not be tolerated. We advise you to abandon your religious idiocies and join in the fight for a just and free Selucia. Failure to comply," Titus turned to the priest, with Flavius following his lead. "will lead to this." Titus signalled to Flavius who grabbed the priest by the head with haste and slashed with his Gladius across the priests neck, causing a fountain of blood to pour forth. After a few more hacks the body slumped to the floor as Flavius stood in front of camera, with the now detached head of the priest dangling from his hand. Lucius pressed the stop button.
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Re: Expeditio Gladius

Postby RPC » Wed Jul 15, 2009 1:42 pm

"The next target will be a little more troublesome, Praetorius." said Flavius in between bouts of wheezing coughs as the smoke from Titus' cigarette penetrated his virgin lungs. "Security has been stepped up all over." Lucius nodded in agreement. "It will be impossible for us to hit any more targets until things cool down considerably." Titus gave them both a look of utter disdain.

"You two boneheads have absolutely no imagination do you?" Titus stubbed out his cigarette, and took out another. "One of the targets on your list is a wealthy business man who goes by the name Pontius Valerius Maximus, who is also a major contributor to several liberal political and religious organisations. Another of your targets is the large temple of Mars in Auroria. Do you see the connection?" Both men looked at each other blankly before shaking their heads and looking at Titus dumbfounded. Titus lit his cigarette before continuing. "You should do a little more research in that case. Maximus likes to visit the temple in Auroria for a festival of some sort round about this time of year. It just so happens that he will be attending a festival at the temple of Mars in Auroria tomorrow morning."

"But still, the security.." Lucius began to stammer before halting mid-sentence as the heavy demented eyes of Titus burned into him.

"There will be security yes, but that won't be a problem." Titus took a long drag from his cigarette. "At this festival they sacrifice a bull, and I know exactly which bull they will be using. All you need to do is go down to a farm north of Auroria tonight, and plant a remote detonated explosive on the bull. Then, you wait outside the temple in the morning and wait for Maximus to arrive. When he does - boom!" Titus made an excited gesture with his hands.

"Forgive me for asking." said Flavius in a flustered manner. "But how exactly do we rig a live bull with explosives?"

"Well, strictly speaking, there are two main entrances..."
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Re: Expeditio Gladius

Postby RPC » Fri Jul 17, 2009 9:37 am

Titus was sitting in the back-seat of a car with tinted windows, taking a long drag from a cigarette when Flavius and Lucius finally arrived and clumsily dropped down into the two front-seats. They were parked across the street from a Christian Primary School, and it was quickly reaching the end of the school day - as illustrated by the line of school buses along the street. Flavius shifted nervously for a few minutes before finally relenting to ask Titus what was on his mind.

"Why are we here exactly?" Flavius whispered conspiratorially. "Are we picking up one of your many illegitimate children?" Titus suddenly and angrily pulled the cigarette from his mouth and Flavius threw up his hands in apology, realising he'd said something stupid. It was a momentarily lapse, as he understood only too well that you don't cross a man like Titus, or you might end up gutted like a fish and left at the side of the road. "So, why are we are, Praetorius?"

"We are here." Titus started irritably. "To continue with our campaign of terror." Flavius looked out at the school across the street with confusion etched onto his face, before turning to Titus with a look of horror.

"You can't be serious?"

"I'm deadly serious." Titus replied in his standard cool, hard tone. "What? You think that because these troglodytes have been deemed children that this somehow excuses them from the oppressive power structure they are part of?" Flavius and Lucius both looked at each other as if crying for help. "Do you ignoramus's not understand how religion lives on in the first place? They start them off young." Titus leaned a little toward the two men, and as if his body contained some sort of magnetic force, Flavius and Lucius found themselves drawn in closer. "The capitalist religious classes send their impressionable children to places like this so that they may be indoctrinated into their parents religion of choice. They send them here to stamp out any independent thinking on the part of their children, and to pummel their tiny little heads with bourgeoisie propaganda. Therefore, it is only right that we cut the disease off at the source."

"So, what is the plan?" Lucius asked hesitantly.

"Go out to the trunk. There should be two improvised explosives, and two shotguns. You plant one IED on the lead bus and the other on the one at the very back. When everyone has boarded you detonate the bombs, and storm the middle buses shotguns in hand. I'll be along for this one." Titus reached under the seat in front of him and held up a sawed-off shotgun - his favourite firearm. Lucius and Flavius took in the sight and then exited the car to retrieve their equipment. They then raced over to the two targeted buses with their backs hunched over and planted the explosives underneath. When they finished they returned hurriedly to the car. "Good work, gentleman." Just as the words were out of his mouth the school bell rang and a sea of children poured out from the school doors towards the parked buses. Titus cocked his shotgun.
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Re: Expeditio Gladius

Postby RPC » Sun Jul 19, 2009 8:04 pm

Titus looked on at the ranks of the Proletariani Legio approvingly and with pride as they stood at rigid attention in the barracks square. A hard driving rain was falling from the skies, soaking their uniforms and dripping over their helmets, giving the men a statuesque quality, as they did not seem to be fazed by the weather. Walking towards the centre of the square with a confident stride, Titus was flanked by his two henchmen Lucius and Flavius, who marched stiffly with their rifles in hand. Reaching his destination Titus halted and stood silent for a minute as he intently studied his surroundings, summoning the necessary inspiration to address his men. Lucius and Flavius both stood slightly behind him and stared straight ahead with unflinching discipline. Eventually Titus cleared his throat and began to speak to the assembled troops.

"Comrades. Today is a historic and monumental day in the proud and decorated history of Selucia." Titus' voice boomed across the square, instantly drowning out the incessant patter of raindrops. "Today we, the few proud, true and honourable Selucians left, will take swift and decisive action to cleanse our nation of the many infestations that are helping to decay our social and moral fabric. I am of course referring to the contemptuous liberal religious establishment that dominates and subjugates a once proud people. For too long, these detestable criminals have been allowed to enslave and deprecate the working classes of Selucia with impunity. No more shall we allow such transgressions to continue." Titus reached down to his side and unsheathed his Gladius which had become a rallying symbol for communists within Selucia. "Today we take a first and glorious step to creating a strong, proud Republic. The entirety of the Proletariani Legio is gathered within Auroria. Each unit down to platoon level has its targets, from the temples to the mosques to the synagogues. We will flush out the vermin and exterminate them within our capital city, cleansing it for the good of all." Titus raised his Gladius above his head. "Constantia et virtute! Bellum internecinum!" Upon those words the men gathered in the square let out a huge roar that seemed to shake the buildings around them. Titus smiled menacingly and walked back toward the direction he came from with a spring in his step.
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Re: Expeditio Gladius

Postby Captain-Socialist » Thu Jul 23, 2009 11:18 pm

Decimus Crescentius was taking a walk. No, not a walk but a stride, Crescentius never simply walked. He was and always been confident, proud of his will and his convictions. He had been a rebellious child, and had always shrived for his plebeian brothers, even before he knew he did. He had always stood up, fought and struggled and he knew in his heart of hearts that the people, his people, would win. He knew that the historic moment would come when never again would a Selucian live through the ignominies he had. Never again would the Patricians rule as they had done for ages, and never again would children go hungry or women face empty lives after their husbands left or where crippled by factory machines. Never again war, no more religion, the NRF had it all sorted out. And now was the moment of truth, he was going to attend his first meeting with his people as their chosen representative. He had lived in this slum all his life, and now he was it's saviour, and the Front had a greater future role for him. Justice, as minister of Justice he would deliver punishment on all who dared hold back the revolution of his people and he would be remembered as the one who righted all wrongs.
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He was walking down a coddled stairway, when they approached him. They where clearly not from his area, not slum dwellers, but they didn't seem like normal Patricians either. They where young men, strong and all dressed identically in black shirts. He was still pondering this when they smashed his head and chest with fists armoured with knuckle-dusters and dragged him half-conscious and bleeding round into a back allay and threw him into the back of a black as night van.
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Re: Expeditio Gladius

Postby RPC » Thu Jul 23, 2009 11:25 pm

Titus leaned back in his chair pleasantly, his face a perfect mixture of relaxation and contentedness. As he began to cast his mind off, imagining the future victories of the Plebeian revolution he was startled from his idyllic thoughts by a loud knock at the door. Instinctively, Titus sat up and pulled a pistol out of his drawer in one swift and seamless motion, as if he'd done it a thousand times before. A few seconds of silence passed, followed by some faint murmurings coming from the hallway and then another knock. A voice now boomed through.

"Praetorious! It is us! Flavius and Julius!" While Titus indeed recognised the voice as Flavius' he still treated the men on the other side of the door with great suspicion, placing himself within the shadows to the side of the door.

"Come in." Titus coolly said after a few more knocks. The door instantly flew open and two large bodies bundled through sheepishly.

"Praetorious?" Julius said, looking for signs of life. Flavius walked over to the desk and found it unoccupied. As he looked back at Julius he jumped back slightly and Julius felt cold steel pressing against the back of his neck.

"You can never be too careful." Titus said sagely as he lowered his gun and walked over to the desk. "Especially now." Titus sat down on his chair once more and gestured for Flavius and Lucius to follow suit. "We are no longer just a bunch of armed thugs threatening violent revolution. We are a vast movement." Titus reached into his breast pocket and retrieved a pack of cigarettes, immediately causing Lucius and Flavius to pre-emptively point their bodies in the opposite direction of the smoke. "We have almost forty percent of the vote. The Legio Proletariani has over a million recruits. The local governments of Korgana and East Shadar are under our control. Comrades, this success has come quicker than expected." Titus lovingly ignited a cigarette and took a long and satisfying drag. "We need to speed up our plans to accommodate this new success. Flaivus, you will stay here in Korgana and work to wage a campaign against the Patricians and the private land owners. Julius you will go to East Shadar and do much the same."

"Are there specific directives, or are we free to formulate our own tactics for this operation?" Flavius asked keenly.

"For the most part I'd ask you to use your own initiative. However, I definitely want to see some crucifixions. Every single village, town and city should have at least one public crucifixion. Use whatever Legio Proletariani units are available in this endeavour." Titus stubbed out his cigarette and stood up. "To the final victory and the last drop of blood."
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