Feline
11-06-2004, 21:01
OOC: As I said, this is not open to anyone yet. However, it will be soon. I'll tell you when you can post responses from governments and/or organizations, and when you can get characters invovled. Then, it will be a completely open freeform RP.
It's important for you to know that the Govga and Masaf families are like the Kennedys in the United States- everyone knows who they are, they are very wealthy, and have strong ties to politics, in their cases, the Cat Party, the liberal dominant party.
The Govgas are human family, the Messiae are a cat family.
You also have to know that all of our citizens live in massive arcologies, which are essentially cities within huge buildings. Levels are each story of the building, sections are what the levels are divided up into, and compartments are the individual modular pods that make up the equivilent of buildings.
One last thing: firearms are illicit except for police and military. Here, that just serves as a plot vehicle... this RP is not about firearms being banned.
IC: Kitty Messiae sat in his study, watching the videoscreen. He was also working on the computer. He was a cat, Siamese, like the rest of the Messiae family.
On the nightly news, a story was being reported. "In other news, the National Police have discovered a major arms factory. Located in the twenty-second compartment, of the twenty-second section, of the twenty-second level of Arcology I, it had manufactured, but not distributed, over seven thousand automatic weapons. It was reported on a anonymous tip. This is Amy Anala, for FNN News."
Kitty pressed a button on his desk with his paw. The videoscreen turned off. He pressed a button to open his communicator. "Computer, connect me to Ryan Govga."
On the videoscreen appeared the face of Ryan Govga. He has a soft, yet somewhat blase face, and strawberry blonde hair. "Hey, Kitty. I've got horrible news- that new medicine company we invested in- just found out to cause toenails to fall off."
"S*it. Have you sold it?"
"Yeah."
"Alright, good. But that's not what I wanted to talk to you about. Did you watch the news?"
"No. I was busy selling the stock. We really need to fire our broker."
"I'll think about it... but listen. The plan worked. The police raided the place and caught them in the act. I checked... the compartment will go up for police auction on the morrow."
"Excellent. I'll try to swing getting the equipment and weapons through my uncle. You order all the non-illegal stuff."
"Got it."
With that they cut the transmission, and they both had a look of long-awaited expectation on their face.
It's important for you to know that the Govga and Masaf families are like the Kennedys in the United States- everyone knows who they are, they are very wealthy, and have strong ties to politics, in their cases, the Cat Party, the liberal dominant party.
The Govgas are human family, the Messiae are a cat family.
You also have to know that all of our citizens live in massive arcologies, which are essentially cities within huge buildings. Levels are each story of the building, sections are what the levels are divided up into, and compartments are the individual modular pods that make up the equivilent of buildings.
One last thing: firearms are illicit except for police and military. Here, that just serves as a plot vehicle... this RP is not about firearms being banned.
IC: Kitty Messiae sat in his study, watching the videoscreen. He was also working on the computer. He was a cat, Siamese, like the rest of the Messiae family.
On the nightly news, a story was being reported. "In other news, the National Police have discovered a major arms factory. Located in the twenty-second compartment, of the twenty-second section, of the twenty-second level of Arcology I, it had manufactured, but not distributed, over seven thousand automatic weapons. It was reported on a anonymous tip. This is Amy Anala, for FNN News."
Kitty pressed a button on his desk with his paw. The videoscreen turned off. He pressed a button to open his communicator. "Computer, connect me to Ryan Govga."
On the videoscreen appeared the face of Ryan Govga. He has a soft, yet somewhat blase face, and strawberry blonde hair. "Hey, Kitty. I've got horrible news- that new medicine company we invested in- just found out to cause toenails to fall off."
"S*it. Have you sold it?"
"Yeah."
"Alright, good. But that's not what I wanted to talk to you about. Did you watch the news?"
"No. I was busy selling the stock. We really need to fire our broker."
"I'll think about it... but listen. The plan worked. The police raided the place and caught them in the act. I checked... the compartment will go up for police auction on the morrow."
"Excellent. I'll try to swing getting the equipment and weapons through my uncle. You order all the non-illegal stuff."
"Got it."
With that they cut the transmission, and they both had a look of long-awaited expectation on their face.