call to arms - quotes and descriptions to inspire creative writing
Arc let his eyes fall to the cracking concrete, "Love, if the pen is mightier than the sword then the internet is an atom bomb. If ideas cannot be destroyed then what we write can be enough to ignite the globe. I want nothing more than to take a fire started thousands of years ago and nurse it until it has become what it was always destined to be. This isn't just a call to arms, it's the only one that will ever matter."
The time has come my friend, this is your call to arms. There will never be a better moment to tip the scales in the right direction and keep them there for all eternity. I extend to you my arms, my heart, my soul and the fire with which I breathe - come to me. I am offering you the chance to be a man, a warrior with the finest power the heavens bestow. Or else stay in this rat infested hole drinking beer, consuming stale left overs and wondering if there was a meaning to your existence at all. This call comes just once, don't wait too long to answer.
The call to arms was never something said, but instead understood in our hearts. I would follow you to the gates of hell and beyond; if I exist then I'm fighting for you. You are love itself, courage, honesty, truth. To turn my back on you would kill me from the soul and without that I would be the same as the demons we fight. I fight with the only arms you gave me, the only ones I was ever meant to have. Perhaps I only continue because I don't know how to give up, or perhaps because you told me we would win. So no matter the darkness of the night, I know your light comes in the dawn.
You can sit on your arses and wait or you can rise to make the world as it should be. You can hide in your chapels or demonstrate your understanding of the "word" through your actions. You can embody empathy or pour out empty sympathy. You can be the glue or the harshness that divides. Healing or harming is a choice, not fate. This is your "call to arms" my friends; I believe you already have two.
Arc is a visionary leader who can't be bought. He's put out a "call to arms" of sorts. Your job is to infiltrate, pretend to be his number one asset, pass the intelligence back to HQ. What we want to know is how to shut him up and wind his operation into the ground. We can't just kill him, we need to discredit his whole movement. At the mention his ideas people should react with derision, lump him in with the UFO watchers and conspiracy theorists. In short, we can't just terminate the man we have to burn his ideas too. Once we can put Arc in a box, we'll have control back. Control is everything, anarchy does not rule.
A "call to arms" came from every warlord. They only tolerated the "sheep" for their easy manipulation. Conjure God, conjure a heinous enemy, conjure fear in whatever guise works best. Then off they go, lambs to the slaughter. In truth the warlords never saw their subjects as fully human, or even particularly real. They were too simple to manipulate from afar to command respect. Surely the Gods put them there for their use, to protect the ones that really mattered. These peasants were simply fodder for the battles and the most inspiring warlord would be victor. That took an intelligence they did not possess, building the right call to arms was the work of a master.
The warlords have hacked the mainframe and put out a call to arms. We are now under siege. There isn't a power monger on the planet that doesn't want us six feet under and they don't much care how it happens. Their power comes from money and our new systems simply eradicate it. They aren't ready to sing hymns and join hands but from the ashes we will rise. The tide has turned. The longer the new ways are suppressed the stronger the backlash will eventually be. Arc has put out conditions for their surrender, that we will rehabilitate them from the corrupting influences of power they were born into. We don't expect a favourable response. For our agents in the field with cover in tact, stay hidden, survive. This isn't the end, it's just the start of a battle we will win.
If you want to live in fear, quaking in your own shadow, then nothing I can say or do will draw you out - a self made prison is the most secure of all. What I am offering is freedom, something you've never really tasted. I know you think you have it but what you have is an imitation. You neither have true freedom or responsibility, for really they are inseparable twins. You delegate even your thoughts to whoever is willing to take on the task - your friends, a preacher, politicians. Be responsible for your own thoughts, choices and actions and I will show you the exit door. Beauty is in the eye of the beholder but pure love is in the heart of the strong and wise. This is your call to arms my friend, I pray that you heed it.
When heaven calls you to arms it is to love and show how love changes everything. Love changes our brains and the way our bodies function. Love brings us to health. Love shows us that we are a cooperative species that is happiest when using our individual and unique talents for the good of our species, when we give of ourselves. This is our tipping point into a great future. Our very nature calls us to nurture.