FazilKotuk
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This is an SRP that has been in planning for some time, but is now about ready, now that I've gotten some of my actual writing started again. It is similar to the Terrorist's Mistress, which I started under a different username, except that here the leader of the Cause has returned to Turkey instead of pursuing a terrorist policy. He has seen the moment of opportunity to rise in politics at last, even if he has to moderate his tone and rhetoric a bit.
Fazil Kotuk (not me, but an evil version of me) has no wife, but a number of mistresses, and his favorite is Ursula Weiler, a Swiss national and model/actress. She's tired of the fashion industry and finds life with Fazil, where she can eat what she likes for a change and actually drink real beer, to be a welcome change. He has finally decided to tell her of his plans to return to his native country and stand for a seat in the Grand National Assembly, the country's parliament. He wants to officially form an ultra-nationalist political party.
This thread is to start out with the moment where he tells his favorite lover about his plans to seek power in Turkey. She doesn't yet know that he is anything but a wealthy owner of chai houses, though she suspects sometimes that he has business dealings of a dubious nature. His politics are not something that he has discussed with her. She knows about his philandering, but since he turns a blind eye to her occasional other trysts, it's not an issue. After all, they are both very European in that way.
Fazil Kotuk, age 30, Turkish, mustache, a penchant for berets and paramilitary outfits, straight, and single. Dark eyes and dark hair. 5 feet 6 inches and 185 lbs. Nominally Muslim, but not practicing and privately leaning toward atheism.
Fazil Kotuk (not me, but an evil version of me) has no wife, but a number of mistresses, and his favorite is Ursula Weiler, a Swiss national and model/actress. She's tired of the fashion industry and finds life with Fazil, where she can eat what she likes for a change and actually drink real beer, to be a welcome change. He has finally decided to tell her of his plans to return to his native country and stand for a seat in the Grand National Assembly, the country's parliament. He wants to officially form an ultra-nationalist political party.
This thread is to start out with the moment where he tells his favorite lover about his plans to seek power in Turkey. She doesn't yet know that he is anything but a wealthy owner of chai houses, though she suspects sometimes that he has business dealings of a dubious nature. His politics are not something that he has discussed with her. She knows about his philandering, but since he turns a blind eye to her occasional other trysts, it's not an issue. After all, they are both very European in that way.
Fazil Kotuk, age 30, Turkish, mustache, a penchant for berets and paramilitary outfits, straight, and single. Dark eyes and dark hair. 5 feet 6 inches and 185 lbs. Nominally Muslim, but not practicing and privately leaning toward atheism.
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