For the next five to seven years, things were really rough on Durus. As great
as it was that the world was finally changing, it wasn’t a painless process.
The Republic did pretty much die overnight, but its replacement didn’t come
until much later. After Hokusai Gimura saved two planets from their
destruction, the people rose up, and overthrew the administration. The Thicket
spearheaded the effort, but people who had thus far had nothing to do with the
revolutionary movement were also in on it. It was not a fun time for anyone
who was responsible for maintaining the oppressive government. Regardless of
how committed—or secretly against—someone was to misogyny, if he was part of
the system, he had to go. Citizens rejoiced for about a week, until reality
set in, and they realized that they had no idea what they were going to do
now. Every system of government until then had been created to replace
whatever was already there. Even the Interstitial Chaos was less chaotic than
the name would have it sound. But who could lead them? Remanoir Amrit Bax was
nowhere to be found. There was no evidence that he had been killed, however,
so the assumption was that he was accidentally transferred up to Earth during
the Deathspring. Most of the other former primary leaders were also missing,
though, so perhaps there was indeed some kind of conspiracy. Only one man came
out of the shadows, and promised a brighter future. Former Sekundas Poppet
Drumpf started to appear in front of crowds, making people feel like only he
could deliver them from uncertainty. He spoke of his past mistakes, and
heavily implied that he had just spent the last several years on some kind of
walkabout vision quest in the wilderness, even though witnesses reported
seeing him all throughout the city this whole time. He talked about the prison
of his own mind, and regaled them with stories of breaking himself out of his
old prejudices, as one might break free from a real prison. He fancied himself
the Nelson Mandela of Durus, which was offensive on so many levels, but no one
could trace this claim directly back to him, so in a lot of people’s minds, he
was a changed man. People loved him on both sides, which was quite
frustrating. He told them he didn’t want to maintain power forever, but until
a new democracy could be formed, he might be the only one with the experience
to save them. So they did it. They installed him in a new position called
Provisor, so he could help them transition to something better, more
progressive, more fair. The truth was that he had every intention of holding
onto power forever, and not everyone was fooled by his new beginning bullshit.
He only lasted two years before the people of Durus had finally had enough of
him. The Provisional Government needed someone they could trust.
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My name is Nick Fisherman III. It's not my real name, but that's not because I'm trying to hide from my former agency, or something. I named myself after someone I've known for most of my life, and he chose it in honor of his late best friend. I took up writing when I found myself failing 8th grade science, and realized I might never reach my dream of becoming a biochemist, a meteorologist, and a quantum physicist. I started developing my canon after a scouting trip to an island inspired what I thought would be my first novel. I founded this website upon the advice of many people, who told me I needed to get my work out there, and not wait for an agent to accept my manuscript. You can expect one new story every day. Weekdays are for microstories, which are one or two paragraphs long. They're usually only thematically linked, so you won't have to read one to understand another, but they do sometimes tell a combined story. Sundays are for my continuous longer story, The Advancement of Mateo Matic, which I started in the beginning, and won't end until 2066. Saturdays are for long series, most of which take place in the same universe as Mateo, and add to the larger mythology.
Monday, October 5, 2020
Microstory 1466: Drumpf Returns
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