17-05-2025, 02:45 AM
Atop A Lonely Pedestal
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Chenpozhing, Public Square
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September 8th, 5642
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Choenyi Auberjonois took a break. She had been sitting and preaching for hours at this. Hardly anyone was interested in what she was offering. She got a few notices, but they chose to respectfully leave. Tch. She didn't like it one bit. But the rest of her organization depended on her. Granted, it was small. But it was better than nothing. The Socialist Unity League. She and her friends organized it earlier in the year after graduating university. They all shared a dream of changing Xsampa. Choenyi spent her weekends trying to get people to join the SUL. But she could hardly convince anyone. It wasn't because of apathy, but no one just seemed interested in what it offered. The SUL wanted to redefine Xsampan Socialism. Not by revising it, but by challenging imperialism everywhere, and spreading the revolution abroad. It was hard enough to be satisfied with the way things were going with the world as it was.
As she sat down, she shivered a bit. The cold air from the Hanzen Shield Mountain Range swept down on Chenpozhing. She kept thinking to herself as she put an extra coat on. Surely, someone would have to listen? Surely someone would support the ideals of Kaminski? As she put the extra coat on, she took a drink of coffee and went back to trying to get attention.
Minutes turned into hours and still nothing. A few people feigned interest, she was sure of that, and they left with respect. But not interest. She grew a bit upset at this. It wasn't supposed to be this hard. Xsampans are always politically engaged! Unless it meant the problem was with what the SUL offered? No! It couldn't be that. Choenyi knew that. It couldn't be that her ideals were wrong. It had to be something else. But then what was it? Her group, the rest of the SUL, her friends, her comrades, they were relying on her to get more interest in the SUL.
As she kept thinking to herself, someone finally stepped up and showed genuine interest. A young man by the name of Zopa. She was ecstatic and happily began explaining what SUL was, when they held meetings and their goals.
"I assure you comrade, this is very much worth your time!" She wasted no time expressing her enthusiasm, as she continued on. "The Socialist Unity League wants something more for not just Xsampa, but the revolution! The world revolution! Why should we sit here and enjoy prosperity when there is suffering all across the world? Isn't it our duty as socialists to bring the revolution abroad? Shatter the Empires even. Create Metz's dream of a free world!" She felt like a child with how ecstatic she was. After a full day of failing to convince people, even just one person being interested sent her above the moon. And Zopa was genuinely interested. Not just politely nodding and leaving, but genuinely interested. And as luck would have it, he was even apart of the Local Committee of Chenpozhing! He could help get the SUL registered and turn it into a proper organization instead of whatever club it was now. Maybe she misjudged her comrades too much. Maybe there was hope for the global revolution. But it would require more work. She couldn't change anything as an individual. The SUL was too small to change anything. But with Zopa, maybe, just maybe, the SUL can change things for Chenpozhing, and who knows? Maybe the SUL could one day get to PAX and challenge the status quo. One day.
As Zopa left the Public Square, Choenyi was content. Even one more person, especially such an influential person locally, could be helpful. It was getting late and she figured to call it a day. She left for home and as she walked home, she couldn't wipe the smile off her face. She had hope for the SUL, and optimism that things will change for the better. She was optimistic for the future of the SUL. Her comrades were sure to be pleased with her efforts. The SUL could become a genuine movement. A movement that can change Xsampa. A movement that can become something big across the nation. A movement that can truly, shatter the empires.
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Chenpozhing, Public Square
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September 8th, 5642
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Choenyi Auberjonois took a break. She had been sitting and preaching for hours at this. Hardly anyone was interested in what she was offering. She got a few notices, but they chose to respectfully leave. Tch. She didn't like it one bit. But the rest of her organization depended on her. Granted, it was small. But it was better than nothing. The Socialist Unity League. She and her friends organized it earlier in the year after graduating university. They all shared a dream of changing Xsampa. Choenyi spent her weekends trying to get people to join the SUL. But she could hardly convince anyone. It wasn't because of apathy, but no one just seemed interested in what it offered. The SUL wanted to redefine Xsampan Socialism. Not by revising it, but by challenging imperialism everywhere, and spreading the revolution abroad. It was hard enough to be satisfied with the way things were going with the world as it was.
As she sat down, she shivered a bit. The cold air from the Hanzen Shield Mountain Range swept down on Chenpozhing. She kept thinking to herself as she put an extra coat on. Surely, someone would have to listen? Surely someone would support the ideals of Kaminski? As she put the extra coat on, she took a drink of coffee and went back to trying to get attention.
Minutes turned into hours and still nothing. A few people feigned interest, she was sure of that, and they left with respect. But not interest. She grew a bit upset at this. It wasn't supposed to be this hard. Xsampans are always politically engaged! Unless it meant the problem was with what the SUL offered? No! It couldn't be that. Choenyi knew that. It couldn't be that her ideals were wrong. It had to be something else. But then what was it? Her group, the rest of the SUL, her friends, her comrades, they were relying on her to get more interest in the SUL.
As she kept thinking to herself, someone finally stepped up and showed genuine interest. A young man by the name of Zopa. She was ecstatic and happily began explaining what SUL was, when they held meetings and their goals.
"I assure you comrade, this is very much worth your time!" She wasted no time expressing her enthusiasm, as she continued on. "The Socialist Unity League wants something more for not just Xsampa, but the revolution! The world revolution! Why should we sit here and enjoy prosperity when there is suffering all across the world? Isn't it our duty as socialists to bring the revolution abroad? Shatter the Empires even. Create Metz's dream of a free world!" She felt like a child with how ecstatic she was. After a full day of failing to convince people, even just one person being interested sent her above the moon. And Zopa was genuinely interested. Not just politely nodding and leaving, but genuinely interested. And as luck would have it, he was even apart of the Local Committee of Chenpozhing! He could help get the SUL registered and turn it into a proper organization instead of whatever club it was now. Maybe she misjudged her comrades too much. Maybe there was hope for the global revolution. But it would require more work. She couldn't change anything as an individual. The SUL was too small to change anything. But with Zopa, maybe, just maybe, the SUL can change things for Chenpozhing, and who knows? Maybe the SUL could one day get to PAX and challenge the status quo. One day.
As Zopa left the Public Square, Choenyi was content. Even one more person, especially such an influential person locally, could be helpful. It was getting late and she figured to call it a day. She left for home and as she walked home, she couldn't wipe the smile off her face. She had hope for the SUL, and optimism that things will change for the better. She was optimistic for the future of the SUL. Her comrades were sure to be pleased with her efforts. The SUL could become a genuine movement. A movement that can change Xsampa. A movement that can become something big across the nation. A movement that can truly, shatter the empires.
"Yet I am here, and here I shall remain to behold the world in all it's beauty"
"The world is but a stage. Why cry, when you can laugh instead? For laughter is humanity's preserve. Laugh it all off, fret not, Let's just enjoy the moment."
"The world is but a stage. Why cry, when you can laugh instead? For laughter is humanity's preserve. Laugh it all off, fret not, Let's just enjoy the moment."