:::ID: Erich Klugmann, Rheinlandische Volksfreiheitspartei:::
:::Location: B%#()@*#(:::
*A man looking to be no older than his early twenties spends nearly half a minute organizing what appears to be a datapad in front of him, before glancing at the screen and clearing his throat:*
"People of Rheinland, long have you languished under the yoke of a Kaiser in everything but title, "elected" as the public face of the congregation of corrupt aristocrats making their fortunes off of your misery... Known as the Bundestag."
*The young man pauses momentarily, as if presuming the viewer to take in his long sentence*
"Their will is carried out by the fellow Rheinlanders just like you and I; the Polizei and the Rheinswehr. Misguided as they are, their desires to create what they have been told will be "a better Rheinland" have been taken advantage of."
"They are told that eliminating supporters of an alternative viewpoint will make a better Rheinland. They are told that elevating Kanzler Rheinhardt to a stratospheric pedestal of divinity will make a better Rheinland, and told that making war against a foe more than willing to negotiate a peace settlement will make a better Rheinland."
"And make war they shall. Irregardless of the young lives of men and women, the future of Rheinland, shed in the name of preserving the holdings of the Bundestag's bloated, corrupt members. Irregardless of the rampant poverty that reigns even within what it presumably the "safe" confines of employment in Daumann, Republican, Kruger, and ALG. Irregardless of the divide between rich and poor, "privileged" and impoverished... Rheinlander against Rheinlander."
"In light of these rampant troubles, people of Rheinland. I wish to offer you a solution to your miseries, the injustices heaped upon you daily... Through no fault of your own."
"That solution is the Bundschuh. Protectors of the common people such as you and I. During the Nomad War, Kanzler Niemann was amongst those Rheinlanders controlled by the xenoterrestrial, malign beings. Directly opposed to him as always, were the Bundschuh, playing a pivotal role in the salvation of our wonderful Fatherland. We wish only for your rights and individuals freedoms to be observed, People of Rheinland. And it is for this reason that we are branded "enemies of the state. After all, my friends... Your rights and a relative redistribution of the Bundestag's ill-gotten gains are polarizingly opposite towards their agenda."
"I make a few humble requests of you with all of this in mind, dear fellows of Rheinland. You have been blasted by the propaganda that Liberty of whom we still war with was performing nefarious experiments with captured Nomad specimens."
"Is Kanzler Rheinhardt and his Bundestag so lily-white in heart to make these discoveries of Liberty and not be performing the same nefarious experiments? Perhaps not after the public revealing of these Top-Secret research stations..."
"And definitely not after opening one's eyes to the offenses that Rheinland's current regieme strikes upon you, People of Rheinland... Daily! The Top-Secrecy of these two stations allows an incredible amount of speculation towards what might go on inside. Ask deeply within your heart, my friends. Out of all of the possible answers of what lies within Munster and Schatten, are Nomad Experiments amongst those possibilities?"
*The man remains silent a moment, wiping his forehead with one hand, before taking a breath and continuing*
"My only other request of you, People of Rheinland... Is this."
"Ask yourselves... Your closest friends, your families... Is it worth living in fear of a very mortal Kanzler, mortal as the rest of us? Is it worth accepting one's predetermined caste in Rheinlandische society?"
"And is it worth being forced to take up arms against one's fellow denizen of Rheinland... In some cases one's brother and sister, whilst Kanzler Rheinhardt is the true cause of the dispute, the over-arching cause that still today resides on a pile of profuse luxury while Rheinlanders not a few kilometers huddle next to a sparking generator in a slum, seeking warmth against Planet New Berlin's frigid cold?"
"Merely ask yourselves these questions, my fellow Rheinlanders. Examine your life more closely, and the lives of those you care about. And do not forget that there is a hope you may turn to when all else seems lost."
"The Bundschuh are the Protectors of the People, and Rheinland's backbone is that of the people. Never forget tha--"
*The Transmission abruptly terminates, returning to the prior Neural Net programming according to the viewer in question.*