NationStates Jolt Archive


Daddy's Gun

Fodmodmadtol
08-03-2005, 23:09
Exactly one week after the departure of Nokona, from anywhere not worth mentioning to anyplace even more so, a new Regime installed itself. Pity, in that Fod was now a dual boot system. A HP, with both Windows 98 and Linux. The division is now perfectly illustrated- Correct?

Under the reign of the Sun, the General Cabinet was nothing more than a shadow of what it was prior. Their ranking was constantly on a slope of degradation, forever being pushed down by the CEO Monarch. A dozen scrawny armed Geeks didn't stand a chance against a hundred excessively armed Royal Guards. In the position they were finally ground into, at rock bottom, their power was essentially non existent. With the General Cabinet out of the way, thanks to the egotistical CEO Monarch, the Corporations were free to do however they please.

And of course we all know, Corporations had only the best intentions in mind.

But now, with the Monarch gone and the Royalist Regime dissolved- Fod dove once more into Anarchy. It was a realm the Nation was visiting often. And of course, with the General Cabinet stewing in sorrow over their lost People, the People growing bitter with the Corporations, and the Corporations seeking ever wider a People to market to- Things were going down.

Valentine's Day.

The General Cabinet meets in the defunct Administration Complex of Fodmodmadtol State. The Chancellery of the General Cabinet is sheathed in a twilight of dim ochre, due not to the aura of anonymity, only due to the fact that The Administration could no longer afford the more extraneous expenses on the electric bill. A single incandescent bulb dangled above, leaving the corners of the room shadowed. Neither could they afford air conditioning. The was air hot and stale, a faint smell of cigarette smoke lingering. The rich decor of the interior, though, had not yet been repossessed. A long rectangular table, stretching the length of the room, deep and heavy of cherry wood. Engraved in the middle was the symbol of The Reign of Nyx. Six chairs are set on both sides of the table, large red-leather switchbacks of rich taste. These last comforts are the only vestige left of what used to be the Grandeur of the East Fodmodmadtol Theocracy- The last stable Government Fodmodmadtol had seen, more than a century past.

In this dim setting, sand blasting into many wounds the memory of what was, the General Cabinet of Fodmodmadtol had gathered. Their faces bathed in dark, all eyes cast to the table before them. Not one of them could move themselves to make eye contact with another. Regret. Pity. Sorrow. All feelings accurately portrayed and evenly represented. However, this was not to turn into a morass of 'What if.' This was a gathering to decide, 'What will.' Or so it was hoped.

Then the light went out.

"I thought we covered the last bill." Said a tight Alto.

"Obviously, we haven't." Responded an irritated Bass.

"Blame N'AmPac, not me. They spiked the rates again."

"Well, we could have registered with Kay Medical. Yes?"

"'Cause, Kay Medical would allow us to register." A casual Tenor interjected. "No bickering about the electric bill until its something you can control. That's why we're here Sibyl... Control."

A shuffling and disarming snort was heard in the direction of the Alto, the Bass laughing a small bit, various voices whispering to themselves.
Fodmodmadtol
09-03-2005, 14:34
Kay Medical Media, UPDATE

And in an outstanding move this evening, AdminCorp has proceeded to sell off all its stock. Spiders don't speculate good profit, as the floundering AdminCorp has lost all business in the past few year, and had begun to fester. However, in a surprise move, AdminCorp Administrator, Till Resinthall, with support from other Admins from AdminCorp, have begun to snatch up any available Kay Medical Stock: KAY 55.22. The majority owner recently having dissolved their share left a staggering seventy-five percent of the market open to new investment, only forty percent in total being bought after the account has been unfrozen this morning. This leaves AdminCorp with sixty percent of stock, if they choose to do so. As a majority shareholder, Till Marx and AdminCorp would assume control of Kay Medical, the sole Medicinal and Arms Manufacturer Conglomerate in the Fod Exclusive Economic Zone.

With that much say in Corporate Politics, Former AdminCorp will be the hot stock to watch this coming week.

In other news, in relation to the Kay Medical Buyout, Kay Medical Media will be flying under a new banner. In the next month we will be turning over to State Imperial News. Same kicks, different channel.
Fodmodmadtol
12-03-2005, 05:40
"H' okay. So this isn't working exceptionally well. We've acquired Kay Med under Fod Kay Corp... Yes. But what now? Honestly, I think we just wasted a lot of time and a lot of money. We drained what was left of the Treasury in that."

"Till, you're being a silly."

"Perchance."

"More likely than perchance."

Till Marx- Majority stock holder extraordinary. He stood slowly from the switchback, allowing slender fingers to remain on its arm for a moment more. A few strokes of the leather, and Till began to pace. The room was the same, only now you could see everything with clarity. Till's loose fitting robes of sheer white hid a waspish frame, delicately boned and too thin. Silky hair, brown, was just long enough to tuck behind ears and to fall over eyebrows. Hazel eyes were somewhat scattered, lost in various thoughts. Distracted, is the word. A clear complexion, though white as birch.

"This isn't going to work, just gulping up Kay. We need force, not finesse-"

"Unfortunately for you."

Jordan Lions, Administrator of Commerce. More recently, CEO of Commerce Co Admin Corp. What was that? Why, it was completely useless! Jordan was a woman entirely of the corporate breed, born and bred in suits and skirts. And aged woman with square jaws, and hard defined features. Gray crept into Jordan's black hair at the temples, the rest tied back into a neat plait. A mix of Filipino, Spanish, and Capitalizt ancestry.

While Till was always more for the riddles or the espionage, Jordan was the one who countered that with an attitude of- You're my doormat. Excessive force was her specialty.

"Propaganda. Communist Proletariat rubbish, anything to rouse the worker. Nothing so much for them as much as something against the Corporate..."

"Targets?"

"Correction- Competitors."

"Well don't tease me now."

"Foreplay, Jordan. Anything at all?"

Till waved to a leather bound on the table before his seat, folding his arms across his chest, and turning to eye Jordan. It wasn't so much the number of Competitors as it was the size of each Corporation. Massive behemoths, these things were, rivaling what Kay Medical was in its peak. Jordan glanced to Till, clasping rigid fingers around the agenda and pulling it across. A flick of the wrist, and Jordan found herself reading the index of a hundred or so page packet. One of many.



Competition

[1] pg.1-20 Amika & Company | CEO: Corinne May

Clothing line producer and distributor, responsible for trends circulating in the teen community ranging from Everheart Bracelets to Gauge-Palm. Pop culture and gossip inherently controlled by Amika & Company, Media Outlets including Meta Urb Television [ MUT ] and NonLocal Magazine.

[2] pg.21-30 One Beacon | CEO: Aleck Podstupka

Monopoly of the Mining and Refining Industries. Renowned for its exploitation of natural resources, and milking every drop of profit from what they dig up. Control of most, if not all domestic raw material, lays with One Beacon. Rumored to be in bed with Traveler's.

[3] pg.31-45 Traveler's | CEO: Marie Dominigue

Transportation Vehicle Manufacturer, ranging from 1] Trains to 2] Planes and to 3] Automobiles. Notorious for production of Vehicles which malfunction within twenty four hours of the warrantee expiration date, choosing quantity over quality. Profit yield is exceptionally high due to trendy designs aimed towards the NASCAR demographic.

[4] pg.46-60 Canon Vestal | CEO: Nicola Karl

Telecommunications Firm providing slow, unreliable service for high, unreasonable prices. Cellular coverage reaches into every isolated nook of everywhere, providing efficient service, Internet Providers allotted by the firm remain dominant due to the fact they come standard with any Canon Vestal PC- Prices ranging only a couple of hundred Bytes.

[5] pg.61-80 Hewlett Packard | CEO: Joan Lasher

Spawn of the Diner and 11:10 PM merger. This chain of übermarkets vend anything and everything, spiking prices of goods attained from the factory. Controls every iota of the Agriculture Industry, using the Syndicated Families as its muscle in demolishing Mom and Pop Stores.

CONTINUE TO NEXT PAGE FOR EXTNEDED TABLE OF CONTENTS [present]-[30]


Jordan knew of these Corporations, of course she did. No one could sift through their own day to day life without bumping into at least one of those names. But what was the point? Jordan looked to Till and quirked a brow.

"Yeah, Lions?"

"What's the point, Till?"

"Are you not one of the few people left who actually care about Fod?"

"As if I'm rolling over. All I'm saying is that... Well. This is going to be-"

"Dirty."

"How I like it."