The Hernandez Strain.

[Communist Leader]

  I'm new at this thing  ...... so no criticisism! 'Tis about a family with the last name "Hernandez" and all of the male descendants through generations.

Main Characters:

Thanaz Hernandez      27 years old in 1950
Jeremio Hernandez      28 years old in 1983
Fidel Hernandez          30 years old in 2000
Rico Hernandez           19 years old in 2017
Ulva Hernandez           13 years old in 2040
Ingcagnero Hernandez 40 years old in 3000

Minor Characters:

Rosa Tantillo            26 years old in 1950
Susana Hernandez  10 years old in 1968
Phil Hernandez         12 years old in 1968
Tama de los Rosa     46 years old in 2010
Pepe Stanford           51 years old in 1950

I will be posting bits of the AAR soon! Catcha shortly!

[Communist Leader]

Thanaz Andraa stirred lightly on the floor. He was sleeping in a small tin lean-to with no furniture and only a small window. The peices of tin were held together with a local rubber tree adhesive. He sighed, getting up, listening to the birds chirping in the forest.

        Wandering outside, he gazed up at the glorious Palace the stood near Thanaz's lean-to. He wondered if the new ruler, Pepe Stanford, would be any better than the last one. Standing a moment longer in thought, he turned to make his way to the crn feilds.

       On his way he watched the 70 or so other inhabitants march by towards the several other corn feilds scattered around the valley. For them, it was almost a two hour journey to reach their destinations. Thanaz smiled lightly to himself, glad that he only had thirty minutes to endure.

        Finally reaching the barn moments later, Thanaz was greeted by the old woman who owned the place. She told him what to do and where to go, as if he had never heard it all before. He just stood there, staring off into space. After she had finished, he wandered out to the fields and started planting the corn kernels. This was rough work, since only four people worked here and there was a twenty meter by twenty meter square of land to plant.

            good, he thought, It'll be time to go home when we're done. Nearly eight hours later of planting, watering, hoeing and other labourous planting procedures, He was finally told to go home. He did not get pay yet, of course, so he just left the feilds. Reaching his little lean-to some time later, he noticed some construction work going on.

             CRASH! a lean-to was plastered against the ground as several construction workers jumped about on it. In a moment or two later, a huge frame of wood was being placed down above it. Houses!? there haven't been houses in over twenty years! , thought Thanaz. He was filled with excitement as he watched the construction of a house. Happily, he wandered back inside to sleep on the hard dirt floor and dreamt of pillows and beds.

       

[Communist Leader]

Thanaz awoke to the sound of great crashing and banging. He had been sleeping in the bushes, his lean-to having been torn down. El Presidente had been tearing down peoples homes and replacing them with fancy houses. Despite Thanaz's earlier rejoice, he had not realized that living in such luxury did not come freely. It cost nearly four dollars a month to live in one of these spacious monstrosities. That was well over half of Thanaz's monthly paycheck and he could not afford the pricey rent. As he watched more and more people become homeless, he became more and more aggrevated.

      Sighing with discontentment, he walked down the slope towards his work. Little did he know, the small farm was now a lumbermill for high-school educated Tropicans. When he reched the small factory, he cursed mildly under his breath. What will he do now!? That farm was one of the last left, the other farms torn down to make way for high-paying factories. Grumbling unhappily, he walked towards the woods once again, his unrest increasing at the speed of light.

      He was greeted by his wife, Rosa. He smiled gleefully and she smiled back, patting her bulging belly. Little did they know, Tiny Jeremio was to lead one of the greatest revolutions in all of Tropicos past. Thanaz pecked Rosa on the cheek and wondered what he could possibly do to change the way of current tropican life.

[The King of Spain]

"I shall control all of Canada!"

Hmmm...

Why do Canadians always have a general as their avatare?

[Privateer0]

Looking for a counter-example, are we? You found it.

[Communist Leader]

I'M BACK!!! WoOt!!!

[Zebe]

Keep it going your reports Canadian. perhaps put in some picture to make it better.