You kids and your alliance forums. What happens when someone leaves the alliance?
Terrible things. Unspeakable horrors. The end of all that is righteous and good... Or something.
BIC
A line of armed men marched through the street, shouldering their rifles, their bodies worn not only by the weight of their military garb, but by the weight of battle and death. Two sections of horns were stood equidistant across the boulevard from each other. Pressing their lips to the instruments, the horns began to sing the sad song. Shortly thereafter, Scottish bagpipes joined the English horns, and the line of soldiers stopped at a large monument.
Turning to face the assembled crowds the line of soldiers raised their rifles. Turning again, to face down the empty boulevard, the barrels of their guns pointed to the sky, with a shout of command they opened a volley of fire. From down the boulevard, in the opposite direction of the soldiers who fired as ceremony bayed them to do, a procession of fellow men-at-arms bearing a casket draped in the Union Jack began their walk.
The Monument of the Fallen Unknown, parliament determined that it should stand among those monuments to great Britons in London, and its commission ceremony was upon the hour.
The slow roll of drums accompanied the horns and bagpipes, and the casket made its way down the boulevard. At the end of the wail of bagpipes, the soldiers would let loose another blank volley. Several minutes of such an arrangement passed, until eventually the casket-bearers made their way to the monument, the chiseled picture of the British infantry-man. At the base of the statue, a door was pulled open, and the ceremonial casket made its way into the mausoleum below.
With the final volley of rifles, the symbolic casket was laid to rest, and the doors of the mausoleum were shut. Silence.