NationStates Jolt Archive


Construction of an Underwater Maglev

31-03-2004, 17:21
OOC/ source: http://www.popsci.com/popsci/science/article/0,12543,599827-2,00.html
map: http://www.freewebs.com/unforgivenregion/regionalmaps.htm

This is not an international incident, as it is going to involve basically me and whoever else wants to play. Its not like I am going to use it to conquer the world, I just intend to link some of my islands to my nation.

Do not post tags, random statements, "congrats", random ads, or "i wAt tu heelp u!" because my IGNORE cannon is primed and ready ;p

Have to go get yelled at; more later /OOC
31-03-2004, 18:28
.:Headline News:.

.:Government Playing With Magnets:.

.:Dictator not too young for Bill Nye?:.

Today the Government broke ground on its Long Haul project; the linking of the Misrabels Island chain with the mainland.

The projected route will take the tracks east overland from Miilano to Bingham, at which point they will head south for Braavosi, the closest island (at only one hundred miles south of the mainland), will act as the main transfer point for the rest of the tracks, which will branch out to Clarion and Pottingham, the next two closest.

The Long Haul will be done in phases, with this first phase expected to take three to five years. Cost on this first phase is estimated at just over three billion dollars.

The goal is to provide safe, reliable, and incredibly swift non-aerial transit between the mainland and the islands. The train will be capable of holding two thousand passengers comfortably, and will also include carriers capable of holding three thousand private use cars, as well as two thousand military and commercial grade vehicles. Price of transit for citizens of Itakeitall? Zero deniro; as always, the total taxation pays for everything. Non-citizens will be required to pay a standard fee for usage and shipping.

The Itakeitall Express is expected to provide many tangible benefits to the economy, as a massive influx of tourists and weekend travelers is expected to more than repay the initial outlay in construction.

Currently, all non-authorized personnel are being asked to stay away from the construction site, but we have recieved word from the Minister of Media Broadcasting that pictures will be permitted within the next few weeks.

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Wazzu
31-03-2004, 18:45
OOC: I love it! It is farily origional (for NS), non-military, expensive (as it should be), and a great idea overall. Nicely done.

-The Cardboard Avenger

P.S. Where in the world is your nation? North/South/West/East hemisphere? Atlantic or Pacific? Where?

It's kinda hard for people to join you in the RP if they don't know where you are (so they can figure out about where the track would have to go).
03-04-2004, 01:19
OOC/ I think we decided that it is somewhere in the Pacific, near Easter Island (since we use it for a training ground, but only on our forum, not on this one). Also, there is a link to the regional map, so you can see where it goes.

Yeah, I figured that it actually DOES cost money to do things like this, and I want it done right since I do intend to use it in later RPs. /OOC
The Unreal Soldiers
03-04-2004, 01:49
OOC: I read that article in my PopSci mag, very cool stuff. Did you want some contributions or help in construction?
03-04-2004, 01:50
-At the construction site-

The usual flurry of activity is going on at the current site of construction. A big dump truck lumbers by, full of dirt and debris. It nearly runs over a small truck that drives in front of it.

The rail road is only ten miles long, despite weeks of work on it. Already it is an organizer’s nightmare, with shipments of supplies running late, budget overruns left and right, and flagrant disobedience from the workers. The black limo, a stylish import from Italy, purrs slowly onward through the semi-controlled chaos. Inside its exquisitely climate controlled interior sits the self proclaimed Lord Protector, Aeon. He pours himself another shot of rum, and begins thinking on what to do with this catastrophe.

‘It is clear’ he thinks to himself, ‘that the domestic labor force is simply not up to a task of this magni- damn it,’ as the car rumbles over a rough spot, causing him to spill on himself.

“Driver, watch the road! If you cannot handle this job, you will soon be looking for one that you can.”

The driver mutters something indistinct, and hunches down deeper over the wheel. Aeon looks out the window, and sees more chaos and problems. He sighs, and picks up his cell phone, dialing a number.

“Darling, I need you to do something for me.”

“Yes sir?” replies his beautiful Secretary of State, “And please do not call me-“

“Yes Bunny, anything. But I need you to take care of something, so it will have to wait. I need you to find-“

“Hold on sir, I need to find a pad.” A few moments of silence, a barked command, and a shot of rum later, and Bunny is back.

“The crew we have here is pathetic. I would have them all tossed into a bonfire, but I know that it upsets your pretty little stomach, so I won’t. Instead, I need you to find a foreign contractor for this project, sooner rather than later. Oh, and find me a new limo driver; this one is more pathetic than the last.”

“Sir, that last is the realm of your-“

“Oh-so-unpleasant Minister of Personnel, I know. But I prefer to have you do things; you do such a good job. In fact, I bet you would do a far better job than my wife in-“

“Sir!” says Aimy, in her huffy tone.

“Sorry darling, I couldn’t resist. I should be back in a few hours. Tell the cook to prepare my lunch.”

“Yes sir. If you aren’t back by one, the Lady says I am to stage a coup. You had best hurry; she seems to be rather annoyed with you.”

“I wonder why… regardless, it is just another reason to stay out longer. I shall be back by two. Goodbye.”

He hangs up the phone without waiting for her response. He looks out the window once more, shuddering at the utter mess.

“Driver, home. Make arrangements to find yourself a new job when we return.”

“Yes sir…”

He then sits back, and sinks into a deep reverie.
03-04-2004, 01:52
OOC/
Hint HINT hint HINT hint!!!!

haha

To say things plainly, I want someone interested in RPing the construction with me to TM me about it. Those without at least a modicum of skill in employing the english language (and a good sense of humor) need not bother entering.

And Wazzu, thanks for the compliment!

/OOC
03-04-2004, 20:11
-The Office of the Protector-

Aeon sits in his black leather chair, again sipping a drink, as he reads some reports. He groans, and hits the intercom button.

"James! Get in here! James!"

A few minutes later, a smallish man in a brown suit walks in. His hair is greasy black, and he seems grubby somehow, despite his fastidious grooming habits. His eyes are a watery blue, and he seems to lack any sort of ability. Any ability except, of course, at organized crime. He has managed to, with clandestine government support, take control of all the organized crime in the nation.

"Yes, my lord?"

"So good to see you again, James. My heart always burns with longing when you are not here. I merely wished to look upon you again," retorts Aeon, in a biting tone.

"Truly?"

"No, you stupid blighter. I need you to make those bastards at the Long Haul site work. Right now, they are pissing around, wasting time and money. If I send in the military, the bloody papers will have a fit. But you, you will get the place organized. When you do, I will pay you a fat compensation, and some extra for your men. Make sure that they do not 'skim' anything off the top, capice? You still owe me for the last job I let you get away with."

"I will get right on it. How much did you say again? Was it five million I heard? No, I am sure that it was ten."

"You didn't hear anything except a gun loading if you don't get out of here and get started!" yells Aeon, who gets up in the midst of it. He points to the door, waves, and then turns away.

"Ok, we should have taken control of the thing by next week. I will make sure to send you regular reports on what is going on. Thank you again, my lord," says James, and he turns to go. As he leaves, he looks over his shoulder and sees the Lord Protector sighing once again.

'Melancholy bugger, that one. Always sighing about some nonsense. If I had half the-' "OOOOWWW!" as he walks into the door, violently knocking his nose.

He flees the room, both hands firmly gripped to his nose, turning red as the laughter builds behind him.