Charunnete: The Crisis (written in 2011 or 2012)

I as going through the documents on my laptop because things had gotten a little bit messy. I had probably deleted twenty or so documents that I didn’t need anymore, while putting the ones I did still want into the correctly named folders. 

That’s when I found this. I knew that I had it somewhere on my laptop and on my external hard drive, but I was surprised nonetheless. I wrote “Charunnete: The Crisis” sometime in 2011 or 2012. The document says December 27, 2012, but I know that’s when I transfered the file over from my old computer, not when I wrote it. 

At the time, I actively took part in a website called Roblox. I would build things in those virtual worlds and I was the owner of a “war group” with 400 members. I wrote “The Crisis” as a prequel to a story I was writing with someone in my clan, my second-in-command, from Louisiana. The stories were based on our clan as if it was the real world. So, I am posting it here in all of its glory. The storyline would be interesting to return to, to start fresh and build upon. 

Reading through it, I kind of get embarrassed. The writing isn’t very good nor well structured, and it all seems rather bland. It is interesting, however, to analyze my growth as a writer over the past two or three years. 



The lands of Charunnete were empty as all its citizens headed to their TVs or to the capitol. There was not one citizen who wasn’t waiting for what might happen. Emperor Buggie of Charunnete sat in his office at the capitol. He took a long look out the window to the gathering crowd of thousands of citizens along with hundreds of reporters armed with cameras. He slipped his crown on his head and took one last look around the room. He was going to miss this. A man wearing a black suit entered the room.

“Your Royal Majesty, it is time for your speech on the current rebellious outbreaks,” he spoke in a soft voice.

“I’ll be right out,” Buggie replied with a sad tone.

As the man left the room Buggie ripped the flag of his autocratic rule of Charunnete off the wall and folded it in his pocket. He grabbed all of his belongings from the office and placed them in a bag. He then walked slowly down the marble hall. As he approached the front doors of the capitol he heard an announcer say “Ladies and gentlemen, your Royal Emperor, Buggie.”

Buggie stepped out on the plaza above the thousands of citizens. Many held signs of protest and were quickly arrested.  He reached the microphone and sighed.

“Welcome my wonderful citizens of Charunnete. This week there have been many troublesome events that have shaken my mind for the worse. Two regions of Charunnete have threatened to withdraw from the Empire and use military force against us. There have also been various strikes and protests here in the capital city.” Buggie paused for nearly a minute, looking at every single camera in the back and to various citizens. “These events have troubled me greatly. Charunnete is a wonderful nation and always has been. During my reign of power it has grown into a capitalist center that the entire world looks towards. I have tried my best…” he paused again. “Tried my very best…to make people happy and strengthen our union. I have led this nation to many military and economic victories that will never be forgotten.”

He paused to take his crown off his head and look at it. Many people in the audience leaned forward, wondering what this meant.

“I love everyone who has stayed in this empire, and followed my rule. Let this be the last time you hear from me for a long time. I bid you all farewell; it has been an honor to lead you all. I regret to announce that this is the end of the Charunnete Royal Monarch line.” With that he left the crown on the pedestal and walked back inside. It would be a long forever.

Chapter 1: The Meeting

The day was becoming night. The red sun sparkled on the calm waters of the Miore Bay in Charunnete. It had been many years since the last war in Charunnete. In the past Charunnete was known for killing off native tribes in their lands and striking hard on all who opposed them. While the nation grew more commercialized and into the high tech scene, war industry began to fall. Many of the nation’s military organizations grew off this tech and entered galactic war. Wars continued for many decades, Civil Wars, Galactic Wars, you name it. However, some things can’t continue on forever. The power house military corporations stopped getting government funding and began to disappear. Charunnete was soon in a world of peace. The Charunnete government turned to helping its citizens and making life easier. The Autocratic Empire had ended for a Socialist Democracy.

Buggie walked along the dark pier at the Charunnete City Docks. His long trench coat was dirty and tattered and his face was stern.  His pants were ripped in various spots and his arms had scratches and scars all along them. Buggie used to be famous in Charunnete. He was known for being the Emperor of Charunnete along with its main military corporations, as well as the last living member of the royal Charunnete family. Those times were over. He walked to an old, run down storage facility and entered though its shanty doors. It had a dark, empty feeling as he continued past a few boxes. There, in the middle of the room stood a man with a black cloak.

“I have brought the package,” Buggie spoke in an almost hoarse voice.

The man looked up, his face still shrouded. He began to speak in a sinister voice. “You have come too late. The boat has come and gone. All of your hopes of starting a better life in the northern Capitalist nations are over.”

Buggie sighed,” I hope too much and I just have to face the fact. My time to do something is over. I should have taken Alex’s offer to leave Charunnete and start a new life in the management of Realtopia.”

“But you could not. You had a fear of returning to that job in the Empire. Now, give me the package anyway, it’s time for plan B.”

“Plan B?” Buggie asked while he gave the man the box.

The man opened it and lifted the large gun out. “Perfect…one of the last weapons from the old Charunnete era…how did you come across this?”

“You have to remember, I led the military for quite a long time. The things that you find in office are quite interesting.”

“Yes…now plan B…” The man took his hood off. It revealed his old, wrinkled face and deep grey hair. “Plan B will take work…but will benefit us. We retake Charunnete.”

“But…how will we do that? Surely you don’t suggest a rebellion!”

“No rebellions. It’s time to return to the public eye. We have hid in the shadows too long, I, Deliothe Von Geoff, the former Chief of Public Affairs, will run for President. Meet me at the Charunnete Metro Station tomorrow, at noon. It will be busy then. Many citizens don’t even think you still live in Charunnete. “

“Will do,” Buggie said as he turned to leave.

“One more thing…”Deliothe said.


“Try to look nice.”

Chapter 2: Catch your train

Buggie woke up in his estate in the Charunnete metro area, if it could pass as an estate. The house was large but falling apart, and the yard was full of weeds. In its glory days it was by far the nicest house in the nation, complete with marble flooring and walls. After a few years Buggie seldom came home and slept in motels, abandoned shacks, and tents in the mountains. He also frequently visited the ASL Main HQ (an old military corporation), which was his own design and former HQ when he was Emperor. Recently he had returned home and it would seem he must stay there for a while. During his time away he had been robbed many times, windows were broken, the doors squeaked, the lawn was uncared for, the pavement was cracking, and the interior was beginning to rot.

He walked to the bathroom and took a long shower, something he hadn’t had in a few days. When he got out he cut this hair from nearly butt length to just below the shoulders. He then combed it and brushed his teeth. He was beginning to see the old him. He then shaved his growing beard off and dressed in his old black robes that he wore when he was Emperor. He let out a gasp when he looked in the mirror. It looked much like his old self…with one thing missing…his crown. The good news was that he kept a spare one for memories. He placed the gold crown on this head and draped a cloak he had made from his old Charunnete reign around him and headed out the door.

In the much better old days a limo would be waiting to escort him, but that ceased to exist many years back. He climbed into his only car that hadn’t been stolen; the one he drives everywhere, his Chevy Camaro from 1968. He drove down his cracked driveway and onto the private street of rich houses. As he drove down it he saw people that were watering their already sprawling green lawns turn around. They knew that car; the Ex-Emperor was out and about. He turned onto a main avenue with busy shops before turning onto the Charunnete City Highway. It took him a few minutes of driving down the freeway to reach the main city. The sight of Charunnete is always breathtaking. Its many skyscrapers reach the clouds with their variety of colors and richness. However everyone knew that wasn’t so.  When Charunnete’s new President, James Longhowser, took office the economy crashed. Many businesses collapsed in debt and Charunnete was feeling it all the time.

He took a freeway exit that led to the city center, and the metro station. He parked his car and stared at the station for a minute. This station was built recently to replace Charunnete’s King Station, which was designed by Buggie himself to suit trains, buses, and subways. This new Charunnete Metro Station stood many floors taller with breathtaking windows and light fixtures, bent on both high tech resources and Victorian styles. This new station served trains, buses, subways, monorail, and other rapid transit systems recently installed throughout the city. The parking lot was very full because this was the place that the Charunnete National Democratic Party would hold its convention.

Buggie stepped out of this car and headed to the main entrance. He saw that the door was guarded by men in black suits with guns, ready in case someone tried anything. When Buggie came closer their jaws dropped.


“Former Emperor. I gave up that job years ago in case you haven’t noticed,” He replied in a strong tone.

“Where have you been? And more importantly why are you here?”

“I have been around the nation, mostly by myself, where exactly doesn’t matter. What does matter is that I have returned to the city hopefully for good. I am here to help my running mate.”

With that he passed inside. This conversation repeated itself many times with citizens, but for the most part, he snuck in…once his crown was tucked away instead of on his head.  Finally he reached the very center of the station. It had chandeliers, water fountains, a pedestal, and loads of media attention. Buggie made his way to a seat and watched the convention.

A man with a sinister face and black hair, who wore a white tuxedo, stepped up to the microphone.  “Ladies and Gentlemen, welcome to the Charunnete National Democratic Party Convention. Today we will meet those who are running for President from our party in the upcoming elections. For the past 10 years our wonderful President James Longhowser has kept his reign in power, with the votes of the people of course. However, since the President is of the Charunnete Economic Success Party, he doesn’t get our votes. We need a new President. I present to you our first candidate, Mr. Nikki Way.”

A young man with blonde hair and a nervous face stepped up to the microphone. “Hi, I’m Nikki Way and I am running to be your President. I want Charunnete to fix their economic problems and grow the military once more. That’s all.”

There was a small amount of applause as the next person came. He had a long white beard and wore a blue suit. “Hello citizens of Charunnete, I am Josiah the Wise. Many say I am a man of great magic and wisdom and I hope to spread that around Charunnete. Our current state with politics, military, and economy is embarrassing. I want to improve our nation, bring it back to Capitalism, and show the world that we can recover. Remember back to our glory days, when Emperor Buggie was in command. Our nation stood out and was successful. Had he not stepped down like a coward during the rebellion and started Charunnete’s fifth Civil War, we may be in a better place today. He was a great leader, and I hope I can live up to what he did.”

There was an enormous applause and hoots and hollers.  Buggie felt proud of himself but was also filled with anger. He had been a coward.

Then he saw him, Deliothe Von Geoff. He had his grey hair combed back and wore a black tuxedo with a flower in this pocket. “Greetings people of the Lesser Charunnete run by the horrible James LongHowser. Many of you know me; I am the former Charunnete Chief of Public Affairs from Emperor Buggie’s reign. I know how a government should run, and how it shouldn’t. I want Charunnete to return to the old Capitalist format with large military power. This recession is taking its toll on all of us. I hope to fix that and bring Charunnete back to its greatness. Many of you are thinking I’m just copying Mr. Josiah to get a thunderous applause, but I speak the truth. Former Emperor Buggie respects me and thinks I can do a good job.”

He paused and beckoned Buggie forth. Buggie placed his crown on his head and stood up. As he walked up to the microphone the crowd went into shock. Gasps could be heard and you could probably hear a pin drop.

“Please welcome Former Emperor Buggie,” Deliothe Yelled.

Buggie began to speak. “Citizens of Charunnete, it is an honor to stand before you again on this day. I never thought that I would ever speak in public again after leaving office ten years ago. Ten years…it seems like much longer. Many of you have wondered where I have been and why I stepped down and left Charunnete to be fixed by my successor. I haven’t left this country in ten years other than to visit friends. I have seen the worst of this recession. I have lived amongst those who are on the streets and been to those who hate the modern Charunnete. I have seen what the government has done to my precious military I left. I am sick of what I have seen. Over the past few years I have tried to escape this nation. I was offered a position in the government of Realtopia and refused it, hoping Charunnete would come around and it hasn’t. I tried just last night to leave on a ship to the Capitalist nations of the north. It left before I arrived. I am happy to say now that I have settled back to my old estate here in the city. I know that my friend Deliothe here will bring Charunnete to greatness. Not only that, but I will support him in all of his efforts to become President, under one occasion.”

Deliothe looked towards Buggie. “What is this occasion?”

“I want to return as the head of the military and restore our place in this world,” Buggie demanded.

Deliothe thought a moment. “I agree to these charges, together, Charunnete will be restored.”

The crowd went wild and many stood up in applause. Buggie chuckled when Josiah the Wise fell over in shock.

Just then a dozen men in black tuxedos marched up to the pedestal. They went up to Buggie and began to speak. “The President saw your speech; he wants to speak with you.”



And with that they led Buggie off the stage and they travelled to the parking lot.




Author: Chase Charaba

Hello there! I'm Chase, an ambitious, aspiring young novelist and YouTuber who hopes to get a novel published one day. I'm also trying to produce the highest quality YouTube videos by constantly learning new ways to film and edit. I've been involved in journalism for 5 years, including 1 year as co-editor of a national award-winning high school newsmagazine and 1 year as the co-editor of an award-winning college newspaper. I write mainly epic/high fantasy, but I also mess around with science fiction, horror, and realistic fiction.

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