090 - RIOT TIME. [Voice]
I have an announcement for the Wardens aboard this vessel:
You are no different from us. You are not saints, you are not 'good people', and a great many of you aren't even qualified to look after a house plant, let alone a person. You are killers, thieves, lunatics, sociopaths, just like the rest of us. In fact, the only thing that separates you from the rest of us is opportunity. You had the opportunity to strike a bargain with the Admiral, the choice to come here, whereas ourselves, we had no trial, no chance to speak in our defence, just death followed by punishment.
The line between Warden and Inmate is nothing more than a fabrication, supported by force, firepower, and a set of keys. You've made it perfectly clear that you and yours have nothing to answer for, nobody to hold you accountable, while we have everything to answer for, everybody looking over our shoulders.
But not anymore.
Change has arrived to the Barge. Call it what you will: mutiny, rebellion, revolution, riot... We are now taking matters into our own hands and tearing down the unjust system you have supported through your service here.
We have your colleagues, and we are armed. All that we request of you, right now, is to listen to us, and this can all end peacefully. No bloodshed. I promise you. All we wish is to achieve equality and rid ourselves of the titles 'warden' and 'inmate'.
Surrender your Warden 'Items' and your weapons. Surrender our files. When we have taken that which grants you superiority over us, then we'll discuss things like civilised people.
Now, I'm certain there are those among you who think to take back the Barge by force, or perhaps hold the threat of a permanent death over our heads, but let me make something very clear to you:
Strike at us, and you will only be harming your friends. And for every Inmate you don't restore, we will hold you accountable-- and if not you, one of your colleagues.
Oh, and we've taken the food supplies, so please don't think that 'starving us out' is an option.
Come to the Dining Hall, with the requested items. And try to be reasonable.
[OOC: SORRY THAT TOOK SO LONG. Got caught in a thunderstorm. The riot log will be up momentarily! Feel free to bitch him out in the meantime; he may or may not respond]
You are no different from us. You are not saints, you are not 'good people', and a great many of you aren't even qualified to look after a house plant, let alone a person. You are killers, thieves, lunatics, sociopaths, just like the rest of us. In fact, the only thing that separates you from the rest of us is opportunity. You had the opportunity to strike a bargain with the Admiral, the choice to come here, whereas ourselves, we had no trial, no chance to speak in our defence, just death followed by punishment.
The line between Warden and Inmate is nothing more than a fabrication, supported by force, firepower, and a set of keys. You've made it perfectly clear that you and yours have nothing to answer for, nobody to hold you accountable, while we have everything to answer for, everybody looking over our shoulders.
But not anymore.
Change has arrived to the Barge. Call it what you will: mutiny, rebellion, revolution, riot... We are now taking matters into our own hands and tearing down the unjust system you have supported through your service here.
We have your colleagues, and we are armed. All that we request of you, right now, is to listen to us, and this can all end peacefully. No bloodshed. I promise you. All we wish is to achieve equality and rid ourselves of the titles 'warden' and 'inmate'.
Surrender your Warden 'Items' and your weapons. Surrender our files. When we have taken that which grants you superiority over us, then we'll discuss things like civilised people.
Now, I'm certain there are those among you who think to take back the Barge by force, or perhaps hold the threat of a permanent death over our heads, but let me make something very clear to you:
Strike at us, and you will only be harming your friends. And for every Inmate you don't restore, we will hold you accountable-- and if not you, one of your colleagues.
Oh, and we've taken the food supplies, so please don't think that 'starving us out' is an option.
Come to the Dining Hall, with the requested items. And try to be reasonable.
[OOC: SORRY THAT TOOK SO LONG. Got caught in a thunderstorm. The riot log will be up momentarily! Feel free to bitch him out in the meantime; he may or may not respond]