Friday, January 28, 2011

ORDER and CHAOS

Note: This is merely a "what if" scenario. The following events have not occurred.

Management has booked a killer main-event for Monday Night Massacre: OKAMI vs Tchaositself. With the football season ending, it's the perfect match to draw any strays back into the fold.

Closing minutes of the match:

Tchaos goes for a springboard from the second rope, OKAMI ducks and watches Tchaos land on the mat before hitting standing moonsault! 1..2..kickout! OKAMI goes for a scoop slam, Tchaos counters into a standing dragon sleeper...OKAMI slips out showing his flexibility, but Tchaos yanks him back and goes for the Dirk...but OKAMI manages to reverse it like a tombstone counter. Near the ropes, Tchaos elbows OKAMI in the face and slides off his shoulder on to the apron. OKAMI reaches for him, but Tchaos shoulders him between the third and second rope, right into the midsection. He tries it again, but OKAMI leaps up and catches Tchaos' head in the position for a Wolfsbane! He pulls Tchaos in from the apron goes for it! Tchaos short-arms his way out of it and goes for an irish whip, reversal by OKAMI. The wolf goes for a hiptoss, and gets countered into a Chaos DDT! And both men are down!

Tchaos up first, and goes for the Dirk again! Elbows to the face to Tchaos, OKAMI slips out and kicks Tchaos' legs out. He bounces off the rope and gets snatched into a powerslam as Tchaos uses adrenaline and to get himself to his feet long enough to catch him! 1..2..kickout!

Tchaos tries getting up...and OKAMI nails a kick to the back of the head. Tchaos falls to his knees, and OKAMI calls for the SMB! OKAMI positions himself in the corner to get a good running start. He howls back at the audience and they respond in kind. He takes off...Tchaos rolls out of the way but as he does, OKAMI is cut off by a clothesline from John MacDougal!!

The crowd gasps at what just happened. Tchaos grabs his head and watches as MacDougal stands over OKAMI. The wolf gets almost vertical before MacDougal hits him with a European uppercut! Then another, with stomps. He pulls OKAMI to his feet and hooks a half-nelson, and lifts him into a backbreaker! OKAMI squirms on the mat, grimacing in pain. His throat is too hoarse from the match to yell.

Tchaos watches, waiting to if MacDougal will attack him, but the Irishman is solely focused on OKAMI. Lucius Kaine, Bruce Kaine, and Steven Churchill have walked down the ramp and observing the action. Tchaos does the same, and a smirk breaks out on his face. He starts laughing.
OKAMI fights to get back to his feet. MacDougal grins, impressed by his prey. He begins moving around like a boxer. OKAMI is dazed. MacDougal gives him a right jab and evades a punch. The crowd starts chanting for OKAMI as the injured face keeps fighting back. MacDougal gives a left jab. OKAMI falls to a knee as a result, and the Earl of the Commonwealth laughs again...until OKAMI hit him back in the face. Pissed, MacDougal hits the Bludgeon (bicycle kick) and knocks OKAMI off his feet.
Tchaos is laughing so hard he's coughing, his throat hoarse from all the breathing during the match. The bell has already been sounded for the DQ win to OKAMI. Tchaos waves it off and leaves the ring. He looks back and sees MacDougal grabbing OKAMI by the braids, lifting his head up before releasing and letting fall to the mat. The wolf has been immobilized...
Tchaos heads up the ramp and nods his head at Lucius, Bruce, and Churchill. He applauds for them attacking OKAMI. Lucius graciously gives him a bow, putting his left arm behind him as he does. Tchaos laughs at that and says he's honored by the courtesy. While Lucius rises from the bow, Churchill moves closer behind him and puts something in his hand. Bruce moves out of the way so Tchaos can pass, Lucius does the same.
Tchaos takes another look inside the ring at the fallen OKAMI, smiles and turns to walk...then Lucius hits him in the face with his left arm! Lucius is wearing a pair of knux! The crowd is getting even more raucous at this! Bruce picks Tchaos up and holds his arms back. Lucius wails away at Tchaos, striking him over and over! A loud "You Suck" chant breaks out across the arena!
When Lucius pulls his arm back, his fingers and knux are slightly colored red. The camera pulls in...Tchaos has been busted open, the crimson spreading from the forehead and dripping down slowly! The Kaine cousins then pick Tchaos up and rams him into the steel steps!
Bruce grabs Tchaos and rolls him in the ring. Lucius hands the knux to Churchill while taking a purple cloth to wipe the blood off his hand. He climbs in the ring, taking his time and waving to the crowd who continues to boo him. Serious heel heat here. Churchill nods his head and points to Lucius, saying to the crowd, "Behold!"

In the ring, Tchaos makes it to his feet and tries fighting back against Bruce Kaine, the but the British Brutale delivers a body shot! The Crimson Spider doubles over trying to get his breath. Bruce double-underhooks his arms from behind and picks him up. Lucius climbs in and delivers the Message from Windsor (superkick). As the kick connects, Bruce lifts Tchaos up for the Manchester Black (Tiger suplex position into a front slam)!
Tchaos is down. MacDougal was observing the beating being given until OKAMI started to stir. A little shocked, the Earl of the Commonwealth smiles, relishing the chance to hurt him again. He calls Bruce Kaine over, and together they hit the King's Justice (Simultaneous powerbomb/falling neckbreaker--Beer Money's Drinking While Investing)! OKAMI is unconscious.
The crowd is now pissed. Lucius stands over Tchaos and shouts repeatedly, "Order! Order! There...will...be...order!"

Fade out...end of show.

A week later...

Earl John MacDougal is seen entering the building early in the day. New backstage interviewer, Daken Jordan, runs up to him at the locker room door.
DAKEN: Excuse me, Mr. MacDougal.
MACDOUGAL: Earl MacDougal, mincemeat. What do you want?
DAKEN: Well...hey where's the rest of the Commonwealth?
MACDOUGAL: Lord Lucius is on the phone with Prince Charles securing seats for the Royal Wedding. Lady Allison and Chancellor Churchill is with him, Baron Bruce Kaine is soon to come after me.
DAKEN: THE Royal Wedding?
MACDOUGAL: Yes you fool. Beyond wasting my time, is there something you wish to ask? You are an interviewer, or are you not, mincemeat?
DAKEN: Why did the Commonwealth attack OKAMI and Tchaositself?
MACDOUGAL smiles.
MACDOUGAL: The attack on OKAMI was not one from the Commonwealth, but my own.
Daken: But why? He's one of the company's biggest stars, his record is well-known. He's--
MACDOUGAL: I'm aware of his reputation, and that's precisely why I have taken aim at him. A true hunter goes after the biggest game in the forest.
DAKEN: Hunter?
MACDOUGAL: Aye. There is a season for every animal, for all prey. When the rest of these bloody wrestlers see OKAMI, they see a force to be reckoned with. But I don't--I see a trophy on my wall, hanging over my fireplace. Royal game hunting season. He is deadly, but that makes all the more enticing. I will feel his bones, specifically his spine--crumble in my hands. I know his secrets...his fears...and that he fears ME.
DAKEN: Sir?
MACDOUGAL: I'm what he fears. The silver bullet in the chamber. The one he's dodged his entire career. He is prey, and prey does not belong on top of the mountain, but on a mantelpiece. I WILL BREAK HIM.

Commentary mentions that OKAMI is not at the arena, apparently healing from the attack.
After the opening of the show, the announcer calls attention to the ring, where Chancellor Steven Churchill stands with a mic in hand.
CHURCHILL: Ladies and gentlemen in this arena, fellows that are viewing us from their homes, I ask that you remain quiet as we approach the Dominion of the Commonwealth. (The crowd boos) Do you have no decency in your bones! No matter. I am here to present to you...hailing the from the United Kingdom, accompanied by the lovely mistress Lady Allison Martell...I give you Lord Lucius Kaine, the leader of the Commonwealth! Behold him!
The Commonwealth's music plays. Lucius walks out, Allison holding his arm. Lucius does not a smile, but has a serious countenance to him. He wears a black suit with a white shirt, the fabric suggesting a substantial cost, and his black necktie adorned with golden crowns. Allison's outfit is nearly identical, except her suit jacket golden pinstripes.
Churchill holds the ring ropes for them as they enter. Lucius shakes Churchill's hand. Allison holds her's out for a kiss which Churchill gives without question. Lucius takes the mic and waits for the music to shut off. The crowd begins a "USA" chant.
LUCIUS: Fellows of this...yes yes, USA, USA...I understand you. You love your country.
The audience cheers.
LUCIUS: The same way a pig enjoys rolling around in the filth of a pigpen...
Boooo!
LUCIUS: Nonetheless...as Earl John MacDougal has explained his actions against OKAMI, I will explain my own from last week. Why was Tchaositself's assulted? Besides his ridiculous name? The reason is tied into why we have entered the XWW. Why the Commonwealth crossed the Atlantic to your lands. You see, the XWW is wounded. Better yet, it is in a state of anarchy.Morals are ignored, rules are bent or broken, things are out of place.No one can function in that kind of environment.
People are started to boo even louder.
LUCIUS: I know this is hard to listen to. Ears often shut themselves to truth, especially ears belonging to Americans. But please, listen. I implore you, listen. At the center, the core of this, is a man. Who fancies himself an icon, dare call himself a cornerstone of the company. Tchaositself. He is at the top, one of the many causes for this problem. There was a dream that was XWW years ago, and while it wasn't perfect, it came close to reaching it until he came in. You see, when chaos falls upon a situation, a place, anything...it ruins what was there before. He may think he's helping but he's not, he's a disease. The plague he has spread among the youth, the women he keeps, his presence...the impact. The world is in disorder, and he's a symptom of it. Correction, not the world, because England is perfect. The United States is in disorder, and he is a symptom. And like a symptom, it is the foreshadowing something worse.
Churchill claps, calling his delivery worthy of a movie award...
LUCIUS: As a man of order, I cannot let this abide. Order must be wrought again. When men in paint can run around and not be ashamed, the world is not in order.When animals can climb the ranks over those more deserving, things are not in order. And order cannot be made as long as there is chaos.
The End?

Monday, November 23, 2009

The Second Coming is upon you...

Our Coat of Arms....

Our Lord...


Your yearning for knowledge has been answered. Your desire to restore order will be fulfilled. We're returning...


- God Save the Queen, and God save the Commonwealth. And God save this cursed Earth...

- Sir Steven Churchill.

Friday, August 15, 2008

DOMINION OF THE COMMONWEALTH

Greetings to the common and wealthy!

It has been awhile since I have dialogued with you. Surely you've missed me. Not because we need each other--particularly me--but because my eloquent words give you meaning to rise everyday. Without the State of the Commonwealth, your common lives would always be mundane.

You are fortunate enough to have Tony Banner here with us. Last week at Purpose by Design, I addressed the audience about the Dominion of the Commonwealth. Today, we are not in our residence in your capital of Washington DC, but in Lucius Kaine's home in Birmingham. So come...

EXT: HOUSE OF KAINE - REAR ENTRANCE AND DECK

The camera pans over a set of tables with umbrellas set up. A red-haired servant wheels out a tray with two teapots and a stack of saucers. Churchill sits at the nearest table. Tony Banner joins him.

Weasley: Tea, Mr. Banner?

Tony Banner: No thank you. (Turns to Churchill) Now, Chancellor...

Weasley: Krumpet?

Tony Banner: Again, no thanks. Now...

Churchill: (sneered look) You refuse Lord Lucius' tea and hospitality?

Tony Banner: It's just that...

Tony stops speaking. Churchill gives a cold, piercing stare...

Tony Banner: I'll take tea.

Churchill: Very good.

Weasley places two teacups and pours the hot brown liquid into each.

Churchill: Thank you Weasley. Now you were going to inquire about the Dominion of the Commonwealth?

Tony Banner: Yes it was a very interesting topic.

Churchill: Of course it was. Everything the Commonwealth says and does is fascinating. It should be in all newspapers. You see, the Dominion of the Commonwealth is the second stage of our era. The first was the Iron Curtain. (looks in his teacup) Weasley, where is my cream?

Weasley: Sorry, Chancellor.

Churchill: *Sigh* Young fool. Only at the end...bah, wrong topic. See how important tea is? (Takes a sip) Ah, refreshed. The Iron Curtain phase was to expose the flaws and weaknesses in the XIP. First there was Amanda Alvaz...

Tony Banner: But didn't she defeat Lady...

Churchill: (Angry) That punch drunk wench had bricks in her gloves!

Tony Banner: I didn't see any bricks.

Churchill: That's the problems with Americans--you only see what you want to see. Then there was Li Zhang Lou with his claws. He nearly disgraced the Lord Lucius Kaine with that tainted victory.

Tony Banner: Tainted?

Churchill: Did you not hear me?

Weasley: You said tainted, Chancellor...

Churchill: Bloody hell Weasley, I was talking to Mr. Banner!

Weasley lowers his and head and turns around...and jumps at the sight of Bruce Kaine, who let out a bellow to scare the young servant. Satisfied, he puts an arm on Weasley's shoulder.

Bruce: Relax, Weasley. Why so wankering serious, chum?

Churchill: In the middle of a discussion, Baron Kaine.

Bruce: My apologies, Chancellor.

Tony Banner: So about the Dominion...

Churchill: Yes, the Dominion. We exposed the flaws of the XIP. Even this country. And now it is time to rectify them. The "F I am" is no more.

Tony Banner: But, how can you remove such a tradition among fans?

Churchill: Traditions are no good if they are insulting and demoralizing. Do you really feel...comfortable hearing that chant? It is degrading enough to hear such foul expressions among your youth in the streets and burroughs.

Tony Banner: We don't have burroughs. We have alleys, urban areas...

Churchill: Yes, the burroughs. Also, such a chant is unfitting for the Lady Allison.

Tony Banner: Also, you want to be addressed by your proper titles.

Churchill: Which is an imperative I gave upon entering the company, yet your announcers have not done an admirable job in honoring it.

Tony Banner: (Embarrassed) I...

Churchill: And of course, last but not least...the claiming of the prestigious championships. If you've been doing your reading and studied the Representation by Championship-tation, you were already aware of this goal.

Tony Banner: While I applaud seeing the interest in the International Championship, it would've been better if Lord Kaine had entered the fray for the title through rank instead of attacking Shadow and USA.

Churchill: Pfft...ranking? He's a Lord. There is no higher ranking. In fact, USA should surrender title to the better man instead of subjecting himself to the scrutiny we will place upon him.

Horse hooves pratter on the pavement of the deck before returning to the grass on the command of the rider, who dismounts and joins the men for the interview. He removes his riding cap, revealing long blond hair and replaces the cap with a top hat covered by the UK flag.

Churchill: Lord Lucius...

A black pony arrives next to the larger horse, and rider dismounts, taking off her black leather gloves, exposing her hands to the air and sun after being covered for so long.

Churchill: Lady Allison...

Allison: I require my manicurist immediately! I shall return.

Lucius: Don't be too long dear. Wouldn't want your tea to get cold.

Tony Banner: Lord Lucius, I was just asking Churchill...

Churchill: Chancellor...

Tony Banner: Chancellor Churchill, excuse me...about the Dominion of the Commonwealth.

Lucius: Why yes. (Takes a seat at the table. Bruce Kaine still stands over them.) Mr. Banner, securing gold is what we Britains do best. We did it in the 1908 London Olympic Games. We did it this year, and capturing 15 gold medals despite the communist conditions of the hosting company.

*Cues Commonwealth theme*

Lady Allison returns wearing her red leather gloves. John MacDougal comes in through the glass doors in the back, rubbing his hands together. Tony Banner shows apprehension as the group comes together.

Bruce: (pointing to John) We shall take the Tag Team Championships and raise them to London towering heights.

Lucius: Only in the hands of the powerful can gold really have value. Greatness must bleed on the titles to make them shine again. And I shall secure the International Championship and carry it to heights not visible to the human eye.

Allison: I shall do the same for the Lady's Championship...

John: And those in our way, will be broken.

Churchill: For God save the Queen...

Each grabs a cup of tea and raises it high. Tony Banner backs away.

ALL: And God save the Commonwealth!!







Sunday, June 1, 2008

ENGLISH COURAGE

Greetings to the common and wealthy!

I know it has been sometime since I graced your cheap monitors and peripherals with a blog, but just as a rainbow crosses the sky after a storm, the great Chancellor of the Commonwealth has returned.

As I was sitting in my luxury, eating some delicious Spotted Dick (the dessert, not the perversion you disgusting ruffians!) and sipping on a tawny port, Robin Hood: Prince of Thieves came on the tele. That piece of drat sickens me everytime I see it. Yes, Alan Rickman put on a fine showing as the Sheriff of Nottingham. But, the nerve of that bugger Kevin Costner playing an English legend. He should be whipped for his audacity.

However, there was one nugget from this movie: the phrase "English courage". I turned off the tele to listen to a few selections by the great composer Frederic Chopin. English courage--what could it mean? Could it be referencing the strength it takes for English to walk among Americans, exposing themselves to germs, low morals, and hypocrisy? With a President who has lead his country into a deficit, candidates of the same party mudslinging one another, and the other running for the position with his deathbed being prepared for him?

How does the International Champion USA look himself in the mirror in the morning, knowing that he is representing such a nation? Or maybe he does not think at all. Such is the method of most Americans to not utilize their brain and common sense. That is why it will take a man of English courage, such as Lord Lucius Kaine, to turn the situation around. With the International Championship, a great change can begin. Ineptitudes in schools will fall; secondary school graduate rates will rise; and the percentage of commoners will drop...actually I do not believe that can change--most American will always be commoners.

But perhaps the greatest sign of English courage will be that one day, the Commonwealth will be able to reach out...and actually touch an American without wearing gloves. And not sanitize themselves afterwards. Such a day appears unrealistic, but the Commonwealth will always be a beacon of hope to Americans.

- God Save the Queen, and God save the Commonwealth.

- Sir Steven Churchill.

Sunday, May 4, 2008

REPRESENTATION BY CHAMPIONSHIP-TATION...

Greetings to the common and the wealthy!

This week, we will take a look at the greatness of holding gold. I know I know, many of you buggers and gits have never touched anything except for the faux gold in your jewelry stores (seriously, do you think it's real?) But I will not be talking about jewelry. No...that is for another day.

The XWW International Championship. It is a prestigious title held by some of the greats in this business. Fellows such as Aaron Frost, Kurt Stone, Jon Stone carried the belt with pride, confidence and patriotism. In the hands of these Canadians--therein making them part of England's Commonwealth--this belt reach its highest heights of popularity.

Now? The title rests around the waists of The Operative Ulysses Solomon Adams--formerly known as the US Agent. In his filthy American hands, the International Championship has become devalued, tainted by the touch of the fake red, white and blue. How dare he get the opportunity to carry such a trophy? That is not at all. The poof they call Shadow formerly held the title. In the hands of that painted man, the title felt nearly worthless. Do not mistake me: it was in better hands with him than the Operative. But filthy hands are filthy hands.

How can the title's glory be reclaimed? You know the answer--in the rich hands of Lord Lucius Kaine. A man of his wealthy status, a man of his generosity to commoners--despite not directly touching you--can only elevate the International Championship back up to a level close to the GWGP Championship--more on that title another time.

Believe in Lord Lucius Kaine. Denounce the painted man and the Operative. We will save you and represent the international the only way it can be: by being held by one of internationality.

- God Save the Queen, and God Save the Commonwealth.

- Sir Steven Churchill.

Saturday, April 19, 2008

LUCIUS KAINE: INTERNATIONAL MAN OF CLASS

Greetings to the common and the wealthy!
I have another treat for you. With Mass Effect around the corner, that sorry bloak Tony Banner requested an interview with the dear Lord Lucius Kaine. The waiter Severus was able to videotape the event. We've provided it to you for free, since you common money can't afford it. So now, get yourselves a pint of beer or tea and enjoy the articulate words of the Lord of the Commonwealth...

EXT: THE ROOF OF THE COMMONWEALTH BUILDING

Tony Banner sits at table next to a rectangular pool in an upper left corner of the roof. What's weird about this pool is that its bottom has a mural painting of the United Kingdom flag. A figure emerges from the pool, soaked and drenched in the water. The sunlight glistens off of his muscles. His flowing blond hair whips around as he shakes his head. This is Lord Lucius Kaine.

The red-headed Weasley hands him a towel that Lucius snatches from him as he struts to the table and takes a chair.

Tony: Lord Lucius Kaine, thank you for having me here today.

Lucius: Oh it is my pleasure and your honor, chap. I am always available to deliver my words of wisdom and inspiration to those who need it--who in this case is all of those who aren't wealthy. Hahahaha. (Looks at Weasley) Weasley, brings us some tea, fruit, and cheese.

Weasley: Y-yes sir. (Weasley dashes off)

Tony: Lord Lucius Kaine, at Mass Effect, you will go one on one with Li Zhang Lou. How do you feel about that match?

Lucius: Well chap, I feel that this match is very important. One side of the ring, you have the Lord of the Commonwealth, the defender of the commoner even if he refuses to touch them. On the other side, you have an angry China man.

Tony: An angry China man?

Lucius: Why of course. In fact, expect for him to use nefarious methods in our match. Those claws of his are illegal for goodness sakes.

Tony: But why would Li Zhang...

Lucius: Don't you follow the news, dear boy? My fellow London citizens have been protesting against the Olympics being held in Beijing. Why not have them in London. Why not at the Royal Albert Hall?

Tony: But isn't that place too small?

Lucius: Pardon me, but have you ever been to London?

Tony: No sir, but...

Lucius: Then who are you tell me, me of all people about my country!

Allison: (O.S.--Off Screen) That's right! Do you know who the F he...

Lucius: Allison!

Allison: (O.S.) Sorry dear.

Tony: Where is Lady Allison's voice coming from?

Lucius: Why, under the table lad.

Tony: (Eyes widen in shock) You mean she's...

Lucius: I was kidding you pillack! She's probably a floor below us, listening out of the window. (Waves his finger) Your dirty American mind! How dare you! She is a lady!

Tony: I apologize.

Lucius: Kiss my ring and we'll be even.

Lucius extends his hand. Tony looks around, embarrassed. He kisses the ring quickly and goes back to his notepad.

Lucius: I'm sorry. It's just that I am passionate about my country and when human rights have been violated. Li Zhang Lou will pay for the sins of his people.

Tony: Wow. That's amazing sir.

Weasley returns with trays of fruit and cheese and a pot of tea.

Lucius: Ah, thank you Weasley!

Lucius grabs a strawberry.

Lucius: Ah, strawberries fresh from England. You won't find any that taste better than this. And the cheeses. Camembert, chevre, and a Stilton. Delicious!

Tony: Hmm, may I have some of that?

Lucius: No, you're not rich.

Lucius takes a bite from a piece of chevre.

Lucius: Now, on to more pressing matters. The International Championship. It is a very prestigious belt...but in the wrong hands. I am Lord Lucius Kaine, a true man of the world. Once my business with Li Zhang Fool is over, I will set my sights on it. Write that down. Then leave.

Tony: Sure. See you at Mass Effect.

There you have it, scoundrels. Good day.

God save the Queen, and God save the Commonwealth.

--Sir Steven Churchill.


Saturday, April 5, 2008

NEED FOR A HERO

Greetings to the common and wealthy....blast it, BESMIRCHED!

How dare Li Zhang Lou put his hands on me! That filthy pillack! Do you know that I had to be flown back to England to get my wounds dressed? I would not dare let the American doctors touch me and let them infect me with their incompetence! Surely that fool will pay for his insolence.

The need for someone to believe in exists in all human beings. Dating back to the era of Ancient Greece, the people would uplift the heroes such as Achilles, Heracles, Perseus, as someone to look up to.

In America, such a need still exists. But just as in Ancient Greece, their heroes aren't true heroes at all. Achilles was an arrogant fairy; Heracles was a philanderer. Look at this country, pathetic. Their forefathers spoke of a moral fiber--All men are created equal--and each owned slaves. Nothing has changed. Look at the leaders of this nation. The great President William Jefferson Clinton, revered as an excellent leader who helped give this nation a surplus, was not a virtuous man, as he cheated on his wife. Some say it was just fellatio that's all. No no my friends.--sex is sex.

And note that this trend continues. The New York governor Eliot Spitzer--ironically a member of the Democratic Party--took pleasures in the arms of call girls in bordellos and hotels. His replacement, David Paterson, has admitted to having affairs during a trying time with wife. As if this excuses it...

That is the problem with Americans. They are always looking for excuses to live in mediocrity and hypocrisy than ascend to prosperity. Look at the UHC Champion 211. This is a man who is supposed to be a role model to young children. Yet, he calls his finisher, Steel Reserve, which is an alcoholic beverage. No wonder the minds of these ruddy children are poisoned. You boo Lucius Kane when he comes to save you, yet cheer this clown 211 when he all he does is drag you through the puddles of inferiority.

Again I must implore that you believe in the Commonwealth, and believe that we'll save you...even if we refuse to touch you.

God save the Queen, and God save the Commonwealth.

--Sir Steven Churchill.