Wil Cindercurser
Senator of Cularin
The Senator of Cularin, Dr. Wiliam Pike Cidercurser's pod floated to the center of the Senate floor. He cleared his throat nervously knowing full well the dangerous position he was putting himself in presenting this particular bill. Sweat beaded on his forehead and he wiped it with a now damp cloth.
"Esteemed senators, I have just received word from Manaan..." He rubbed his eyes with a defeated look. It was if he had lost much sleep over this entire endeavor. "One Sith have claimed victory." He said with a heavy exhale. Murmurs arose on the senate floor, gasps and the like. Fear was infectious and a number of senators present had shown real, unadulterated fear.
He bit at the top of his bottom lip, there was not much he could say if he wanted to comfort them but he had a plan to save the Republic. He waved his hands as if to get the other senators to let him speak.
"Mind you!" He shouted as to be heard amongst the mob, "...While we have lost strategic positioning in the Galaxy, this war is far from over!" He said trying to rally what courage the Republic had left. "We will fight them tooth and nail to secure this Democracy! And we will fight them as long as there is air in our lungs..."
"Though I come from a frail species and in no means am I a soldier, I will stand my ground in the face of danger. I may not be strong physically, but my resolve is impenetrable." He did not allow the thought of being gutted by One Sith dampen the impact of his speech. "If I must pick up a gun instead of a pen, I will. This..." He pointed to the land, "Is my line in the sand." He intensely looked at the floating hover-camera that broadcast to the furthest reaches of the galaxy.
"Even if it kills me... we will stop One Sith." He exhaled deeply. The matter at hand was what worried him now, "...but..." He looked out into the crowd of faces. How could he say what was on his mind? He feared that the Senators right then and there would stone him... in a democracy, one should not fear speaking his mind... but he did. What he was about to purpose would rock the republic to its foundation.
"....but we simply... can't do it alone." He ran his hands through his hair. "We must fight fire with fire. The One Sith have a behemoth we alone cannot stop. The Jedi cannot compete with the Sith... as they have proven time and again." What he was about to suggest very well could be viewed as treason. He licked his unusually dry lips once more before continuing, "Only the Sith can compete with the Sith. The One Sith have made enemies amongst their own people and so I have written a proposal that states contributing members of society regardless of race, creed or color can serve in the Republic Army and wipe their slate clean. The Republic is all about second chances... for everyone." He looked upon the unsure faces in the crowd but still continued with his pitch. "There are many who wish to save the Republic... but fear of our prejudice past keeps them from our lands... Fear of persecution. We must judge a being by his deed not by his creed."
"Please turn to your holopads for the bill in question." he finished strong, "A vote for this bill is a vote for peace."
"Esteemed senators, I have just received word from Manaan..." He rubbed his eyes with a defeated look. It was if he had lost much sleep over this entire endeavor. "One Sith have claimed victory." He said with a heavy exhale. Murmurs arose on the senate floor, gasps and the like. Fear was infectious and a number of senators present had shown real, unadulterated fear.
He bit at the top of his bottom lip, there was not much he could say if he wanted to comfort them but he had a plan to save the Republic. He waved his hands as if to get the other senators to let him speak.
"Mind you!" He shouted as to be heard amongst the mob, "...While we have lost strategic positioning in the Galaxy, this war is far from over!" He said trying to rally what courage the Republic had left. "We will fight them tooth and nail to secure this Democracy! And we will fight them as long as there is air in our lungs..."
"Though I come from a frail species and in no means am I a soldier, I will stand my ground in the face of danger. I may not be strong physically, but my resolve is impenetrable." He did not allow the thought of being gutted by One Sith dampen the impact of his speech. "If I must pick up a gun instead of a pen, I will. This..." He pointed to the land, "Is my line in the sand." He intensely looked at the floating hover-camera that broadcast to the furthest reaches of the galaxy.
"Even if it kills me... we will stop One Sith." He exhaled deeply. The matter at hand was what worried him now, "...but..." He looked out into the crowd of faces. How could he say what was on his mind? He feared that the Senators right then and there would stone him... in a democracy, one should not fear speaking his mind... but he did. What he was about to purpose would rock the republic to its foundation.
"....but we simply... can't do it alone." He ran his hands through his hair. "We must fight fire with fire. The One Sith have a behemoth we alone cannot stop. The Jedi cannot compete with the Sith... as they have proven time and again." What he was about to suggest very well could be viewed as treason. He licked his unusually dry lips once more before continuing, "Only the Sith can compete with the Sith. The One Sith have made enemies amongst their own people and so I have written a proposal that states contributing members of society regardless of race, creed or color can serve in the Republic Army and wipe their slate clean. The Republic is all about second chances... for everyone." He looked upon the unsure faces in the crowd but still continued with his pitch. "There are many who wish to save the Republic... but fear of our prejudice past keeps them from our lands... Fear of persecution. We must judge a being by his deed not by his creed."
"Please turn to your holopads for the bill in question." he finished strong, "A vote for this bill is a vote for peace."
The Nondiscrimination Initiative
- The Republic hereby recognizes all Force-Users the ability to practice any and all variations of Force Religions with the exception that one religion cannot strip others of their rights (i.e. the right to life)
- The Republic hereby revokes any bounties set upon Sith by the Republic but maintains its bounties on official One Sith members
- The Republic hereby orders all Force-Users within the confines of Republic Space to submit registration forms (including name, place of residence, occupation and a list of all force abilities) and undergo psychiatric evaluation
- Active war criminals hereby have the ability to surrender themselves to the nearest Republic Authority where they will be sentenced to military terms of 2, 4 and 6 years depending on the severity of their crimes. The Republic shall take measures to ensure the safety of other Republic citizens and servitude to the Republic for those determined 'high risk' (as determined by the psychiatric evaluation)
- The Republic hereby orders all official documentation of Jedi, Sith, and other Force Users to maintain the illusion of solidarity with an all encompassing term such as: Force Users, Force Wielders or simply Knights of the Republic