Talons Hall
15-02-2005, 21:24
The islands came into view on the horizon, a great green chain strung across the sparkling waters. Talon knew the thing was sick to bursting with emerald pools, epic waterfalls, and amazing vistas. The islands were beautiful virgin wilderness, untouched by man since the dawn of time; and she had won them off a bloke in a drinking contest.
“He he he, all mine.” She couldn’t stop giggling. “ Trevor, toss me a brew and kick it up a notch, I wanna pop this things cherry by sundown.” Talon stared out the helicopters grimy windshield and smiled.
When she had first won them she hadn’t had a clue what she would do with the place, but it had come to her in a flash… Party. A giant self sustaining party where you’d never have to go home cause the party was home. Get every lazy tosser she knew together and throw a bash that would last centuries and give the gods a hangover. She called some people, they called some people, and now she was ten miles from what would go down in history as the greatest party ever. Talon stared back the way she had come, over one million planes, boats, rafts, and tubes followed behind her creating a wake days long. Yeah this was gonna rock.
Within a week the first 100,000 pizza places went up, a small island was converted into a hemp farm, and 1,200 breweries opened. Sure it was a month before they got sewers put in, but priorities man. There’s a three drink per day minimum and if you can order you can drink.
Talon arranged the rugby teams into a volunteer police/fire force, which means most crimes are punishable by severe beating. Several of the countries stranger crimes, stopping a party, running out of brew, or insulting talons hair, are punished by time in public office (killing a buzz is punishable by 6 months as treasurer.) While unorthodox this system cuts down greatly on corruption, no one wants the job so they do their best hoping to get time off for good behavior. The military is volunteer only, but since everyone owns their own arsenal (Including a surprisingly large number of armored vehicles) and many are mean drunks it hasn’t been a problem. Talon also found a huge stockpile of chemical weapons hidden by some old government, she doesn’t like bio weapons but if some scumbag starts something she’ll sure as hell finish it.
So now ten years later it’s still going strong and we are ready to join the world; so if you need some interesting art, want to relax a little, or have a diplomat you want to reward, come on down and open up a embassy.
Linius Salum
Minister of Foreign Affairs (At least until Talon forgives him for that thing that time.)
“He he he, all mine.” She couldn’t stop giggling. “ Trevor, toss me a brew and kick it up a notch, I wanna pop this things cherry by sundown.” Talon stared out the helicopters grimy windshield and smiled.
When she had first won them she hadn’t had a clue what she would do with the place, but it had come to her in a flash… Party. A giant self sustaining party where you’d never have to go home cause the party was home. Get every lazy tosser she knew together and throw a bash that would last centuries and give the gods a hangover. She called some people, they called some people, and now she was ten miles from what would go down in history as the greatest party ever. Talon stared back the way she had come, over one million planes, boats, rafts, and tubes followed behind her creating a wake days long. Yeah this was gonna rock.
Within a week the first 100,000 pizza places went up, a small island was converted into a hemp farm, and 1,200 breweries opened. Sure it was a month before they got sewers put in, but priorities man. There’s a three drink per day minimum and if you can order you can drink.
Talon arranged the rugby teams into a volunteer police/fire force, which means most crimes are punishable by severe beating. Several of the countries stranger crimes, stopping a party, running out of brew, or insulting talons hair, are punished by time in public office (killing a buzz is punishable by 6 months as treasurer.) While unorthodox this system cuts down greatly on corruption, no one wants the job so they do their best hoping to get time off for good behavior. The military is volunteer only, but since everyone owns their own arsenal (Including a surprisingly large number of armored vehicles) and many are mean drunks it hasn’t been a problem. Talon also found a huge stockpile of chemical weapons hidden by some old government, she doesn’t like bio weapons but if some scumbag starts something she’ll sure as hell finish it.
So now ten years later it’s still going strong and we are ready to join the world; so if you need some interesting art, want to relax a little, or have a diplomat you want to reward, come on down and open up a embassy.
Linius Salum
Minister of Foreign Affairs (At least until Talon forgives him for that thing that time.)