Weimar National Assembly election
Delegates from across Germany gather in the Weimar National Theatre to vote in the first democratic election of the Weimar Republic, presided over by Friedrich Ebert, amidst post-WWI tensions and poli
Setting
The grand auditorium of the National Theatre in Weimar, transformed into a parliamentary chamber for the historic election. The space is dominated by a large central stage where the presiding officials sit, with temporary wooden benches arranged in a semicircle for the delegates.
Characters
Friedrich Ebert
primary
A middle-aged man of sturdy build, with a round face framed by a neatly trimmed beard and wire-rimmed glasses. His posture exudes authority, yet his eyes reveal the weight of responsibility.
Socialist Delegate
primary
A middle-aged man with a lean, wiry build, his face lined from years of labor and political struggle. His dark hair is streaked with gray and slightly unkempt, and his hands bear callouses from manual work. His intense blue eyes burn with conviction.
Conservative Delegate
secondary
A stern, middle-aged man with a rigid posture, sharp features, and a meticulously groomed mustache. His piercing blue eyes survey the room with disdain, and his hands are clasped tightly behind his back.
Young Clerk
secondary
A slim young man in his early twenties, with neatly combed brown hair and a slightly pale complexion. His wire-rimmed glasses frequently slip down his nose, and he has ink stains on his fingers from constant note-taking. His posture is slightly hunched from hours of sitting, and his eyes dart between the speakers and his papers.
Veteran Observer
background
A gaunt man in his late 40s with a prematurely aged face, deep-set eyes shadowed by fatigue, and a jagged scar running from his left temple to jawline. His military bearing is evident despite his civilian clothes, with shoulders squared but slightly slumped from unseen burdens. Missing two fingers on his right hand.
Dialog
Friedrich Ebert
Meine Damen und Herren, today we lay the foundation stones of our republic. Let history remember this moment not for our divisions, but for our shared resolve.
Socialist Delegate
Shared resolve? While factory workers starve and war profiteers keep their fortunes? The people demand justice, Herr Präsident!
Conservative Delegate
Herr Kollege, your hysterics disgrace this chamber. The mob's hunger is no excuse to dismantle centuries of German order.
Socialist Delegate
Your 'order' left us with breadlines and orphans! The Kaiser's boots still stamp on workers' necks while you clutch your title deeds.
Friedrich Ebert
Genug! We are architects, not brawlers. Every insult spoken here weakens the republic we must build together.
Conservative Delegate
A republic built on sand. When the Spartacists come with their torches, Herr Präsident, remember who warned you.
Friedrich Ebert
The ballot is our torch now. Raise your hands, meine Herren. Let Germany see democracy's light.