Dread Lady Nathicana
24-04-2009, 21:13
I know there are often complaints about not enough open opportunities for roleplay and the like. Well, here is one for anyone who wants someplace relatively limited in location, but broad in opportunity and access.
Its always been open, but sometimes an idea needs an update and some fresh faces to help get going again. Basically, Machiavelli Station is located in the Sol system at the Saturn L4 point. We’ve had many other nations lease space on the station, and its ic’ly been around for a fairly long time.
It doesn’t matter if you’re FT/MT/whatever ‘T’ level you like – I’ve never limited myself to tech levels in rp situations, and have no problem interacting with various genres or influences. As I’ve posted in the thread, we have shuttles capable of ferrying people from any number of locations, and those with space travel capability are welcome to use the station as well.
Information on the nation, station, and general guidelines are available here (http://www.nswiki.net/index.php?title=Dread_Lady_Nathicana), here (http://www.nswiki.net/index.php?title=Machiavelli_Station), and here (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=354676&page=1) for those unfamiliar, or having general questions on acceptable etiquette or the like.
And of course, the thread where the ic action is will be here (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=392682). (And no, reading of all the previous posts is not necessary - its mostly requests for space on the station, and the answers to them - the real content is summarized and reprinted on the Machiavelli wiki link listed above.)
I’ll repost the introductory bit here as well, and leave this open for ooc questions, if any – and hope that folks might be able to rp on Machiavelli, use it as a backdrop for their own storylines, establish their own leases, business, etc, or take advantage of the location with its close proximity of various peoples and nations to make easy introductions, or even use it as a start to get their own rp’s going.
Have fun with it, and if not and no one’s up for it … well, I’ll just keep it going on with various things for myself. ;)
Machiavelli Station was a point of pride for those involved in its development, of that there was no doubt. It had been a first for the Dominion, and thus far, its only foray into space station construction. In keeping with those things the nation found important, it had become a hub of activity for trade, commerce, diplomacy, and of course, entertainment.
The many nations who had gathered to lease space and participate in the creation of this unique location had thus far shown unprecedented success in both co-existing well enough, and creating such a diverse place where opportunities those who might not, in the normal course of things, interact with one another, existed. Not only that, but the Dominion had regular shuttle services departing from within its own borders and holdings, and any other locations that they had been able to contract with, so as to offer those who lacked the ability to travel such distances on their own could affordably manage to partake in the experience as well.
Machiavelli, and its outlying structures – of which there were by this time, many – hung like a shining, cold jewel in the darkness of space, comfortably held in orbit at the Saturn L4 point. From the station itself, thousands of ports opened a view to the comings and goings of regular traffic to its various docking stations, outlying constructs, and of course, views of Saturn and The Ring.
Inside could be found nearly everything one could imagine to see, taste, or experience – within reason. Embassy Row, as it came to be called unofficially, was an area mostly populated by various governments, corporations, and satellite offices where business and diplomacy dominated, with scattered eateries and small office supply points, along with the usual security checkpoints and offices that were located throughout the structure.
Hotels, casinos, spas, sportsplexes, restaurants, coffee and tea shops, movie theaters of all sorts, arcades, simulators, zero gravity entertainment, opera and ballet houses, clubs, hookah cafes, shopping centers, botanical gardens, scientific displays, art galleries, and at least one menagerie – all could be found on the various levels and sections not devoted wholly to warehousing, or scientific research. Among these, less visible establishments also flourished, such as escort services, massage parlors, pleasure palaces, drug houses and other potentially questionable dens of hedonistic activities.
Lifts at the center of the station provided express passage to the various levels, small ‘cabs’ provided the same, for a price, along the outer rings, and within, one could find moving sidewalks, escalators, and even an enterprising company who had established a fleet of rickshaws, allowed visitors to move around on the large levels with ease and comfort.
Security was present, but not in an ominous or painfully obvious way. Help was available where needed, as well as medical facilities and first aid centers. Police boxes of a sort could be found on each level where assistance could be requested, reports made, complaints lodged, and questions asked. A good deal of the security measures in place were subtle or unseen, keeping the comfort as well as the safety of the visitors in mind. And, as with any large organization or structure or as it was, community, there were the occasional corrupt individuals who could be ‘convinced’ to look the other way or perhaps investigate a person or organization more thoroughly than the situation warranted – all for the right price. No system was perfect, but all in all, things ran rather smoothly all the same.
Not only were there a plethora of sights and sounds to be experienced, but there was always room for more, should the enterprising sentient choose to embark on a business venture. Diplomatic and business contacts could be made, deals brokered, problems solved – permanently or otherwise – pleasures sought, fantasies fulfilled, and perhaps just a simple peace of mind achieved. It was all up to the visitor and what they wanted to accomplish when setting foot on Machiavelli. And the truly fun part of it all, is that it was open to almost everyone.
Its always been open, but sometimes an idea needs an update and some fresh faces to help get going again. Basically, Machiavelli Station is located in the Sol system at the Saturn L4 point. We’ve had many other nations lease space on the station, and its ic’ly been around for a fairly long time.
It doesn’t matter if you’re FT/MT/whatever ‘T’ level you like – I’ve never limited myself to tech levels in rp situations, and have no problem interacting with various genres or influences. As I’ve posted in the thread, we have shuttles capable of ferrying people from any number of locations, and those with space travel capability are welcome to use the station as well.
Information on the nation, station, and general guidelines are available here (http://www.nswiki.net/index.php?title=Dread_Lady_Nathicana), here (http://www.nswiki.net/index.php?title=Machiavelli_Station), and here (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=354676&page=1) for those unfamiliar, or having general questions on acceptable etiquette or the like.
And of course, the thread where the ic action is will be here (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=392682). (And no, reading of all the previous posts is not necessary - its mostly requests for space on the station, and the answers to them - the real content is summarized and reprinted on the Machiavelli wiki link listed above.)
I’ll repost the introductory bit here as well, and leave this open for ooc questions, if any – and hope that folks might be able to rp on Machiavelli, use it as a backdrop for their own storylines, establish their own leases, business, etc, or take advantage of the location with its close proximity of various peoples and nations to make easy introductions, or even use it as a start to get their own rp’s going.
Have fun with it, and if not and no one’s up for it … well, I’ll just keep it going on with various things for myself. ;)
Machiavelli Station was a point of pride for those involved in its development, of that there was no doubt. It had been a first for the Dominion, and thus far, its only foray into space station construction. In keeping with those things the nation found important, it had become a hub of activity for trade, commerce, diplomacy, and of course, entertainment.
The many nations who had gathered to lease space and participate in the creation of this unique location had thus far shown unprecedented success in both co-existing well enough, and creating such a diverse place where opportunities those who might not, in the normal course of things, interact with one another, existed. Not only that, but the Dominion had regular shuttle services departing from within its own borders and holdings, and any other locations that they had been able to contract with, so as to offer those who lacked the ability to travel such distances on their own could affordably manage to partake in the experience as well.
Machiavelli, and its outlying structures – of which there were by this time, many – hung like a shining, cold jewel in the darkness of space, comfortably held in orbit at the Saturn L4 point. From the station itself, thousands of ports opened a view to the comings and goings of regular traffic to its various docking stations, outlying constructs, and of course, views of Saturn and The Ring.
Inside could be found nearly everything one could imagine to see, taste, or experience – within reason. Embassy Row, as it came to be called unofficially, was an area mostly populated by various governments, corporations, and satellite offices where business and diplomacy dominated, with scattered eateries and small office supply points, along with the usual security checkpoints and offices that were located throughout the structure.
Hotels, casinos, spas, sportsplexes, restaurants, coffee and tea shops, movie theaters of all sorts, arcades, simulators, zero gravity entertainment, opera and ballet houses, clubs, hookah cafes, shopping centers, botanical gardens, scientific displays, art galleries, and at least one menagerie – all could be found on the various levels and sections not devoted wholly to warehousing, or scientific research. Among these, less visible establishments also flourished, such as escort services, massage parlors, pleasure palaces, drug houses and other potentially questionable dens of hedonistic activities.
Lifts at the center of the station provided express passage to the various levels, small ‘cabs’ provided the same, for a price, along the outer rings, and within, one could find moving sidewalks, escalators, and even an enterprising company who had established a fleet of rickshaws, allowed visitors to move around on the large levels with ease and comfort.
Security was present, but not in an ominous or painfully obvious way. Help was available where needed, as well as medical facilities and first aid centers. Police boxes of a sort could be found on each level where assistance could be requested, reports made, complaints lodged, and questions asked. A good deal of the security measures in place were subtle or unseen, keeping the comfort as well as the safety of the visitors in mind. And, as with any large organization or structure or as it was, community, there were the occasional corrupt individuals who could be ‘convinced’ to look the other way or perhaps investigate a person or organization more thoroughly than the situation warranted – all for the right price. No system was perfect, but all in all, things ran rather smoothly all the same.
Not only were there a plethora of sights and sounds to be experienced, but there was always room for more, should the enterprising sentient choose to embark on a business venture. Diplomatic and business contacts could be made, deals brokered, problems solved – permanently or otherwise – pleasures sought, fantasies fulfilled, and perhaps just a simple peace of mind achieved. It was all up to the visitor and what they wanted to accomplish when setting foot on Machiavelli. And the truly fun part of it all, is that it was open to almost everyone.