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Billionaire's Club (financial worth) (REOPENED!)

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The Captain
16-01-2004, 05:17
Thaddius T. Third V lounged in his sitting room. It was tough to be one of the leading auto manufacturers in The Captain. With the government subsidies and tax breaks, Mr. Third had made a good life for himself. Of course, he didn't have to work that hard, since the Thirds before him had secured their family's finances over a century ago. He was the fifth Thaddius T. Third, retaining his great great grandfather's name to keep the public aware of the family name.

Smoking his cigar and sipping at some of The Captain's finest brandy, he felt that he couldn't connect with the others in his country. Sure, there were a lot of billionaires and celebrities, but most of their total worth equaled the interest that he made in a year. Even he had stopped keeping track of his money. After $450 billion, the numbers don't really matter anymore.

He had travled the world enough times to become tired with it. He even ventured into space a few times for the thrill. But he couldn't keep things from being dull. One night, he finally realized that there should be some people in the world worth as much as him, if not more. There were many many rich nations, and Third heard before that some emperors were worth at least $1 trillion. This spawned the idea for his Billionaire's Club.

Third purchased an island located about 250 miles from the coast of The Captain. It ws uninhabited and he decided to make that his meeting place. He aptly named his new residence "Third Island."

Third quickly built another mansion on the coast. After the mansion was complete, Third moved in and oversaw construction of the international airport. After the airport was complete, the next step was building the meeting hall. It would be the place where the other billionaires would meet and enjoy this island paradise.

Pictures:
Third's mansion

http://plaza.ufl.edu/bcav/Mansion_House_01.jpg

http://plaza.ufl.edu/bcav/Mansion_h_02.jpg

Meeting Hall

http://plaza.ufl.edu/bcav/lodge.jpg

When things were nearing completion, Third had his assistant send messages to the billionaires of the world.

World Billionaires,

Need to get away from your big and lonely mansion? Want to be in the company of others like you? There is an island paradise waiting for you! I have completed my mansion and a lodge for people like us to sit around and talk about our money, and what to do with all of it. If you are interested, we're always open for business. I will be taking residence in my island mansion, so you may arrive at any time.

Sincerely,

Thaddius T. Third V
16-01-2004, 05:34
The two richest men in Isochronous would like to head to that island. Going are Emperor Tamazoid I ($2.86 trillion) and the CEO of the biggest company in Isochronous, and one of the biggest in the world, Sir Nicholas Tam ($989 trillion).
The Captain
16-01-2004, 06:11
The two richest men in Isochronous would like to head to that island. Going are Emperor Tamazoid I ($2.86 trillion) and the CEO of the biggest company in Isochronous, and one of the biggest in the world, Sir Nicholas Tam ($989 trillion).

OOC: Holy moly! That's almost a quadrillion dollars! What type of company is it?!?

IC: Thaddius T. Third V was pleased that his getaway was attracting the upper crust of the elite and rich. He particularly couldn't wait for Sir Tam to arrive, as he was interested in purchasing some stock in Tam's company.

The airport and docks await the arrival of these esteemed gentlemen, depending on their mode of travel. Cars will bring them to the lodge when they land/dock.
16-01-2004, 06:20
Ryan Andrewson looked over news.

"nothing, nothing, hmm? interesting. Ms. Bakar!"

"Yes,"

"Please inform Thaddius T. Third V that we would like to aqquire a Lodge."

"yes,"

"thank you"

Ryan Andrewson, owning 225 Bllion Euro made from his profits in the aircraft industry, Former CEO of Ryan Dyanamics LtD, will be arriving in his CX-10 Supersonic VIP Transport shortly.
Imitora
16-01-2004, 06:26
OOC: Does Thaddius T. Third have a jetpack? Does he use a $100 bill to entice a group of well meaning local school kids to do the right thing? Is the leader of the group named TJ?

IC:

Mikael (pronounced Michael, not Mikhale) Tradstow, CEO of Tradstow Trade, Imitora's leading import/export corporation, would like to attend. Publicly, he is worth 115 Trillion Allied Credits (with 1 Allied Credit=Approx. 3 USD, that comes to...145,000,000,000,000), but is true net worth is not known.
The Captain
16-01-2004, 06:34
Central Europa, a car will be waiting at the airport.

Imatora,

OOC: Yes, he does have a jetpack. Thaddius T. Third was too good of a name to let go, even if it gives away the fact that I still watch cartoons. It's a damn good cartoon, though.

IC: Count Third (having named himself the Count of his island) is very eager to meet such men of wealth and accomplishment.
16-01-2004, 06:48
My most famous person, who owns and runs A.T.A., is Ms. Hannah Okamoto. She is currently 23 years old and she is a model. She owns ATA by her beautiful body, which attracts guys, including our last governments to give up his carrer.
_Taiwan
16-01-2004, 07:04
Richard Branson, CEO and majority shareholder in Virgin Group (http://www.nationstates.net/cgi-bin/index.cgi/target=display_nation/nation=virgin_atlantic) with an estimated networth of $280 billion would like to attend this wonderful event. Please find enclosed a gift to show my apprciation at being invited.
16-01-2004, 08:06
"we would like to enquire"

Is there an airport near the Club? as Ryan Andrewson's son, Max Andrewson, is a High-Ranking Air Force pilot, and would like to know where he can fly his CJ6 Leisure-Liner Jet from.
16-01-2004, 11:54
The two richest men in Isochronous would like to head to that island. Going are Emperor Tamazoid I ($2.86 trillion) and the CEO of the biggest company in Isochronous, and one of the biggest in the world, Sir Nicholas Tam ($989 trillion).

OOC: Holy moly! That's almost a quadrillion dollars! What type of company is it?!?

IC: Thaddius T. Third V was pleased that his getaway was attracting the upper crust of the elite and rich. He particularly couldn't wait for Sir Tam to arrive, as he was interested in purchasing some stock in Tam's company.

The airport and docks await the arrival of these esteemed gentlemen, depending on their mode of travel. Cars will bring them to the lodge when they land/dock.

OOC: Tamazoid Enterprises owes it success due to that key investment tip: diversification, and Sir Tam has been a master at it. Tamazoid Enterprises is involved in logistics, nanotechnology, transport, IT, silver mining and other various fields.
The Captain
16-01-2004, 16:27
Excellent! Cars will be awaiting people when they arrive.

_Taiwan, thank you for your gift.

Central Europa, there is an airport about 6 miles from the lodge. There's also a large port that has the capability to house cruise ships.
Five Civilized Nations
16-01-2004, 17:02
5CN's top three richest men will come to this "party."

The richest is the CEO, chairman, and president of the Crusade Corporation, a conglomerate that basically everything in 5CN, Crown Prince Alexander Crusade, worth about CN$100 trillion, about US$400 trillion. He will arrive by his personal F-49F Rapier Attack Fighter...

The second richest is the King of the Five Civilized Nations, Lance Crusade XXII, whose net worth is estimated at CN$5 trillion, about US$20 trillion. He will arrive aboard 5CN's Civilized One, a Boeing 7P7-300ER.

The poorest of the three is the founder of the March Naval Yards orbiting Mars, Shi Jin, worth about CN$1.2 trillion, about US$4.8 trillion. He will parachute to the island from a Boeing 7E7-900ER.
16-01-2004, 17:50
Rebeland has a GDP in the trillions range, so I would say we qualify. However, we are a common wealth and thus disregard affluence.
The Captain
17-01-2004, 00:17
From Thadduis T. Third V:

Ladies and Gentlemen, you are also more than welcome to build your own homes on my wonderful island. Ships arrive with the best food and supplies every day, and it would make a wonderful vacation spot for those of you who wish to frequent the club often.

This island receives full protection from The Captain's navy and air force. Your houses will be safe here, my friends.

If any of you want to take me up on this offer, please claim your parcel of land (try to keep your estates under 10 acres). If you provide the blueprints, teams from The Captain that built my house will begin construction immediately.
17-01-2004, 00:43
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Rotovia
17-01-2004, 01:02
To whom it may concern,

Her Eminency Lady Nicoletta Bacceheus, cousin of His Eminencey President Dionysus Baccehus, would attend your function. She is the current CEO of Rotovian Automotive and is currently publicly worth $963 Billion US in cash.

She will arrive in her recently purchased former Concorde as soon as humanly possible.
The Captain
17-01-2004, 03:22
You are all more than welcomed to my island.

Mr. Medders, everything civilized is legal on Third Island. Although we are still under the government of The Captain, there is nobody here to enforce the laws. So, short of murder or other heinous crimes, the island is for you to do what you please with it.

The island has a great species of duck which is larger but more agile than most common ducks. Many species on Third Island are unique to it. Some have been genetically created to make hunting more of a sport, and others have naturally adapted to the ecosystem. If you wish, we can bring in your favorite species of game as well.

Lady Bacceheus, a car will wait for you at the airport.

OOC: I am hoping that once everybody who wants to come comes, we can get started with discussions and plans for making more money (and possibly a secret society :twisted: )
17-01-2004, 03:47
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Dr_Twist
17-01-2004, 03:47
One of Many hundreds of Palaces around the Kingdom of Dr_Twist, the King Recevices 5% of the GDP annually giving him around $3.5 Trillion a Year.


http://www.basecamp.cnchost.com/palace-catherine-the-great.jpg

People Visting the Royal Palace.
http://www.fortogden.com/lis-024-palace.jpg
The Captain
17-01-2004, 04:34
It was promised to be a boring trip.

OOC: Boring? I thought I did whatever I could to make the trip most interesting. Do you need anything else?
17-01-2004, 04:44
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The Resi Corporation
17-01-2004, 04:48
We would send Jai Resi over to meet with his fellow millionares, but he seems to be indisposed at the moment. Perhaps some other time.

~Dawn Kradii~
The Captain
17-01-2004, 05:14
Sniper Country, I thought something was a little off when he drove a Taurus (no offense to Taurus drivers, it's just not something you'd see a billionaire driving).

Resi, Mr. Resi is always welcome to Third Island, whenever he has a chance.
Cav
17-01-2004, 05:32
Emperor Cav, being a multi-trillionaire due to his immense success in leading his nation to economic jubilation, will make his way to Third Island.

He will be arriving in his hypersonic executive jet tomorrow afternoon.
17-01-2004, 05:50
"Ryan Andrewson is interested in aquiring 6 Acres. he wishes to have a manision stlyed of Medievil Catsles."
17-01-2004, 06:23
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The Captain
17-01-2004, 06:51
OOC: Right, sorry. I guess I should remember to read things.

IC: Cav, I await your emperor's arrival.

Central Europa, Mr. Andrewson may take any 6 acre parcel you wish (excluding the airport, my estate, the dock, and the lodge)
Rotovia
17-01-2004, 11:25
http://www.saffire.org.uk/saffire/places/concorde.gif

Lady Baccheus' plane touches down and the door flies open and her eminiencey herself steps out. The gentle breeze blows her dress about as she takes a moment to straighten her hair. With a presence of style and grace she almost glides down the steps only to stop and turn to a humble man standing in the doorway laden with bags.

http://www.adventuresystems.com/assets/images/businesswoman.jpg

Nicoletta: "Andrew, be a dear and take a seperate car.... it's such a drag to be seen with the help...."

Andrew: "There is only one car...."

If she could hear him she gave no sign sliding into the luxurious seat of the cheffeur driven car with such ease, then again she'd been doing it all her life.
18-01-2004, 00:57
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_Taiwan
18-01-2004, 04:11
Branson's F-16 arrives at the island and is awaiting permission to land.
18-01-2004, 14:50
Ryan Andrewson Looked out the window. it was a fine day. he then spotted a good parcel of land.

"Max, turn back to the airport, i saw a parcel that lookes really promising."

"yeah, sure dad."

"is there anything bothering you?"

"yeah, they toke my off the team."

"oh that. you know that they can't go with out you for long. besides, hows the testing of the new fighter i designed going?"

"great dad, we tested the Phalanx System yesterday, worked like a charm."

"great."

"yep. maybe the F20AX will go into service sooner than you thought."

"possibly."

be then they where back at the airport. they landed, and they where soon on the way to the parcel of land they had seen on the flight there.
The Captain
19-01-2004, 04:04
Sniper Country

Good day, Mister Medder. I am your personal assistant, Joseph. For your entire stay on this island, you may call on me and I will take care of whatever you need. I will drive you where you want to go, get you the food that you like, and ensure that you have the best place to hunt. I've been told that you enjoy the sport. For now though, I will take you to your room to get you situated.

Taiwan

"Taiwanese plane, you are clear to land on runway two-six. Winds are 15 knots east-southeast."

Central Europa

"Mister Andrewson, we have arrived at the parcel of land that you specified," Andrewson's Third Island person assistant, Paul, said. "We've just built the road into here, as we figured that somebody would be interested ni purchasing this property."
19-01-2004, 06:28
Central Europa

"Mister Andrewson, we have arrived at the parcel of land that you specified," Andrewson's Third Island person assistant, Paul, said. "We've just built the road into here, as we figured that somebody would be interested ni purchasing this property."

"Thank you." said Ryan.
19-01-2004, 07:10
the shabdrung (at whose feet one submits, yea and verily) of the theocracy of most reverend dancer agreed to be a member of this most distinguished organization. being the representative of the gods here on earth, she also owns all industries and income generated in her country, thus, accumulating $12,452,000,000,000 yearly. she also attributes this to her diverse invesments abroad just in case the people would someday depose her...

she would be arriving in her camouflage leer jet to keep her from the prying eyes of two left feet separatists....
The Captain
20-01-2004, 02:52
We await your arrivals. Mr. Third wishes to see this camo airplane too, as it would interest him to purchase one.
Cav
20-01-2004, 05:27
Emperor Cav landed in his hypersonic executive jet. He was traveling with The Empress and a small crew of servants. His security detail was present as well, but they weren't as pervasive as they would be in a normal crowd.

Cav knew that these men were more like himself than the other rich people in his country. Of course he enjoyed getting together with them every once in awhile, but he felt that they always deferred to him because he was The Emperor of The Holy Empire of Cav. Cav felt that these men would talk to him like a regular (albeit extremely rich) person.

He got into the limo with his wife, and they made their way to the lodge. Perhaps he would take up Mr. Third's offer to buy some land on this island. It would be a good getaway, and surely he could have the Cavish navy "stop by" sometimes.
The Captain
22-01-2004, 01:08
Thaddius T. Third was waiting at the front of the lodge, dressed in one of his finest siuts and with a fine cigar in his hand.

The first car pulled up. Third wondered who might be the first to ride up to his lodge.
Cav
22-01-2004, 04:42
OOC: Since nobody who got here before me has said anything :arrow:

IC: The limosuine pulled through the gates and up the driveway. Emperor Cav looked through the window at the splendor of the island's nature. Third Island was a lot different than downtown Cav City, which is where Emperor Cav spent most of his time at his office in his palace. There were gardens and a small zoo, but there was nothing natural about it.

The car stopped at the entrance. A black SUV stopped behind Cav's car and two men in suits stepped out. One of them opened the limo door for Emperor and Lady Cav. The two got out and walked towards Mr. Third waiting at the front door.

Cav extended his right hand. "Ah, Mr. Third. It's so nice to meet you. I am Emperor Cav, and this is my wife, Lady Cav."
Dr_Twist
22-01-2004, 04:52
the shabdrung (at whose feet one submits, yea and verily) of the theocracy of most reverend dancer agreed to be a member of this most distinguished organization. being the representative of the gods here on earth, she also owns all industries and income generated in her country, thus, accumulating $12,452,000,000,000 yearly. she also attributes this to her diverse invesments abroad just in case the people would someday depose her...

she would be arriving in her camouflage leer jet to keep her from the prying eyes of two left feet separatists....

If thats how much that person earrns wouldn't that make up more then 100% of your Nations GDP?

I find this Impossible as youir GDP isn't even over $10trillion but you have 1 Single person earning $12trillion annually the numbers don't add up so give a realistic number :roll:
22-01-2004, 06:05
OOC: this is a nice change from all the wars i see and read here in NS and in the International Incidents...i hope this would be fun...somewhat :D

By the way...your idea has one flaw...if it is ever known by intel communities and criminal/terrorist/assasins/mercs-for-hires communities that you have a group of rich and highly influential group of multi billionare in that place well i hope security measures would not be a problem...wars could happen by a single murder you know?

IC:
From the Grand Emperor of the Darkstar

Greetings Mr. Thaddius T. Third...

We would like to request if it's of no hindrance nor burden for you, that our 2nd Child, Lady Mika Darkstar would like to go on a vacation on your said island. Should she be satisfied with the island's arrangements and properties, then she is willing to join your billionares club. As it is, my own daughter's properties/ assets and earnings are worth than a billion. It is because she ventures in bussinesses from our fashion to arms manufacturing industry. You will find her a very astute lady for such young an age.

Furthermore, she is my official representative in there for I have more pressing concerns such as matters of the state to deal with. She will have a full escort of security personnel with her(about 12 men with women) and a 2 personnal bodyguards with her at all times(the security personnels will come from our pool of manpower of course). Please forgive our dedication for security maintenance. It is because her security is our concern. She will arrive a day after tommorow. Please reply immediately.

Thank You.
His Higness, Emperor Edgewalker Darkstar
Cav
22-01-2004, 06:43
the shabdrung (at whose feet one submits, yea and verily) of the theocracy of most reverend dancer agreed to be a member of this most distinguished organization. being the representative of the gods here on earth, she also owns all industries and income generated in her country, thus, accumulating $12,452,000,000,000 yearly. she also attributes this to her diverse invesments abroad just in case the people would someday depose her...

she would be arriving in her camouflage leer jet to keep her from the prying eyes of two left feet separatists....

If thats how much that person earrns wouldn't that make up more then 100% of your Nations GDP?

I find this Impossible as youir GDP isn't even over $10trillion but you have 1 Single person earning $12trillion annually the numbers don't add up so give a realistic number :roll:

OOC: GDP doesn't take into effect stocks or securities holdings, which can make a lot of money if that country's economy is frightening. I agree that it's a lot of money to make in a year, but keep in mind that the Sultan of Brunei makes a lot more than his country's GDP in one year as well. This is a stretch for Most Reverend Dancer, but it is allowable within the confines of "reality" in this game (IMO).
Dr_Twist
22-01-2004, 06:51
the shabdrung (at whose feet one submits, yea and verily) of the theocracy of most reverend dancer agreed to be a member of this most distinguished organization. being the representative of the gods here on earth, she also owns all industries and income generated in her country, thus, accumulating $12,452,000,000,000 yearly. she also attributes this to her diverse invesments abroad just in case the people would someday depose her...

she would be arriving in her camouflage leer jet to keep her from the prying eyes of two left feet separatists....

If thats how much that person earrns wouldn't that make up more then 100% of your Nations GDP?

I find this Impossible as youir GDP isn't even over $10trillion but you have 1 Single person earning $12trillion annually the numbers don't add up so give a realistic number :roll:

OOC: GDP doesn't take into effect stocks or securities holdings, which can make a lot of money if that country's economy is frightening. I agree that it's a lot of money to make in a year, but keep in mind that the Sultan of Brunei makes a lot more than his country's GDP in one year as well. This is a stretch for Most Reverend Dancer, but it is allowable within the confines of "reality" in this game (IMO).

Yes it does, the Person is a Citizen and is in the Country and there Earnings are put Towards the National GDP so how can 1 Person Earn more then the GDP if there Earnings are in the National GDP Total?

The same Goes For the Sultan of Brunei his Earnings are Put Towards the National GDP as for all the Other Citizens.

GDP is a Total for Every one in the Nation with there Earnings put Together to Give a Total Number.
The Captain
23-01-2004, 00:24
OOC: You are both right and both wrong. First of all, Most Reverend Dancer's GDP is only $2 trilion, from my calculations. Secondly, where the leader's income is accounted for in GDP, the on-paper gains of those such as stocks and bonds etc. are not. However, if MRD's leader accumulates all of the wealth in the nation, the people are going to be homeless, naked, and starving. That would cause them not to want to work, and there would be a huge humanitarian crisis on everyone's hands with what to do with 185 million poor people. My assumption is that some humanitarian group has stepped in and given this nation trillions of dollars in aid, which the leader also manages to get some of her hands on. For the sake of fun and adventure, I am going to allow it (maybe MRD has a good explanation for this).

An IC post will follow this one shortly.
The Captain
24-01-2004, 04:43
Cav

Thaddius T. Third extended his hand back to Emperor Cav. He then took Lady Cav's hand and gave it a gentle shake.

"Welcome to my island! I hope all was well on your way here. Your bags will be taken to your room right away. There is also an adjoining room for your two guards.

"Your favorite drinks have been made, and are ready for you inside. Emperor, there are fine cigars inside for you to enjoy as well. If you'll follow me, I will show you around."

The Darkstar

OOC: The Dominion of The Captain provides the defense of Third Island (as it is technically a part of The Captain although it is 250 miles off the coast). Third gives The Captain price breaks on the cars and gets his island defended in turn. There is also a security force on the island; mostly ex-marines of The Captain.

IC: We welcome Lady Darkstar to our island. We know that she will be pleased with her vacation decision. We have an open runway for her use. The security team is welcome also, but I can assure you that they will not be needed. We can see why you would take precautions though. Please be sure that the security team checks in with ours so we can catalog the weapons you will bring.

We are sorry that you cannot make it yourself, Emperor Darkstar, but when you are not busy you are always welcome to visit, no matter when.

We await the Lady's arrival.

Thaddius T. Third
Count of Third Island
24-01-2004, 04:54
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The Captain
25-01-2004, 06:59
Third was showing Cav some of the parts of the lodge when a bell chimed.

"Ah, we have another guest. If you would excuse me, I have to attend to our new arrival. You are free to do as you please here."

Third walked back to the driveway and straightened his tie.

He watched as Jae Medders' car pulled up. Medders walked up the stairs to the door, and was greeted at the top.

"Welcome to Third Island! I see that you must be Mr. Medders. I am Thaddius T. Third the Fifth. We already have two guests here, The Emperor and Empress of Cav. Come inside and I will show you around."

They walked inside and the servant brought Medders' bags to his room.

"I see that you came prepared to hunt. There is a front coming in tonight, which will cool down the island a little. Perhaps we can get a party together, and you can show us a few things. Of course, if you prefer to hunt alone, we completely understand. However, you should check out the 'game' room, where my collection of heads is on display."

OOC: There's a game room, and a "game room." The game room has a pool table and a dart board and a bar. The "game room" has lots of animal heads and hunting rifles.
25-01-2004, 07:05
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The Captain
27-01-2004, 01:49
OOC: Is anybody else on the island going to show up?

IC: Count Third nodded back at Medders as he took his things to his room. "Enjoy your stay!"

Third then went to check on The Emperor and Empress, and to chat with them until Medders was finished in his room, or until other guests arrived.
Cav
27-01-2004, 03:26
"This is truly an amazing place you have here, Mr. Third," The Empress remarked.

"Yes, it's a nice getaway from our downtown palace. There are just so many trees. All we have are buildings and our 'small' gardens," Emperor Cav added.

He went on, "Was that Jae Medders from Sniper Country? I've heard about him and seen him in pictures. He certainly stands out among the rest of us. No offense to his way of life or anything, but we just like having things. Either way, we donated some money to S.C. through our aid program through the Treasury Ministry.

"By the way, this is some nice brandy you've got here. I assume it's The Captain's finest?"

"And this wine is delicious. Cab, right?" Lady Cav was considered somewhat of a wine connoisseur.
The Captain
28-01-2004, 00:21
"You're right, Cav. That was Mr. Medders from Sniper Country. He went to his room and will be dow shortly. As for the brandy, it is The Captain's finest, made by a good friend of mine in the industry. We get the really good stuff from him. And yes, Lady Cav, that is a Cabernet. It's a 1996 from my private vineyards. I know a lot of people in the wine compaines too, and they also give me the best they have to offer."
28-01-2004, 05:55
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Xeraph
28-01-2004, 06:50
Greetings from Xeraph!

Xeraph is the premier nation of the Alliance Regioni Militaria ( ARM ), composed of 74 nations in 8 regions. It's King, Alaric, is de facto ruler of all nations of ARM, presently worth approx 870 billion.
Would it be acceptable for the King and a portion of his harem to visit next week for a barbecue? We'll bring the goat meat and cous cous.

respectfully,

Jerm Prime, King of Bandakar, under-ambassador of Xeraph
The Captain
28-01-2004, 07:22
Of course you may come for a barbecue! We have plenty of space for you and the rest of your party.

We look foward to the goat and cous cous!

Stacy P. Williams
Executive Secretary
The Captain
29-01-2004, 03:04
Third's PDA went off and he excused himself and looked at it.

"Emperor, Empress, I have just received a message that Mr. Medders is downstairs and in the adjoining sitting room. Shall we go meet him?" he asked as he stood and guided the two in the right direction.

They walked down the hall and turned to go into the sitting room. Medders was there and Third started the introductions. "Mr. Jae Medders, this is The Emperor and Empress of Cav."
29-01-2004, 03:58
It was the break of daylight when Liam Nossler looked at the center screen of his 5 screen T.V. set in his office, he was eagerly waiting for the morning opening of the National Gallain Stock Market, where he had just acquired 51% of Neo-Developmental Products Amalgamated dedicated to Genetic Research of sea-life.

The stock went through the roof. Nossler didn't flinch at all, only a small smirk on the right side of his face could be seen. "Oh well, what's another couple billion" he said. He made a quick call, looked at his watch and headed towards his car, a 1951 Rolls-Royce. "To the airport, James" he said, while he made a phone call to his secretary.

"Mrs. Flannigan, I'm heading for Third Island for the weekend, cancel all my meetings" "Oh and Mrs. Flannigan?"

"Yes sir?"

"Have my SR-71 and my parachutting equipment ready, I'll be at my airport in 5 mins"

"Of course sir, should I call and make a reservation?"

"No need, I love to make an entrance"

OOC: Any spots where I could make my special entrance? lol
29-01-2004, 03:58
It was the break of daylight when Liam Nossler looked at the center screen of his 5 screen T.V. set in his office, he was eagerly waiting for the morning opening of the National Gallain Stock Market, where he had just acquired 51% of Neo-Developmental Products Amalgamated dedicated to Genetic Research of sea-life.

The stock went through the roof. Nossler didn't flinch at all, only a small smirk on the right side of his face could be seen. "Oh well, what's another couple billion" he said. He made a quick call, looked at his watch and headed towards his car, a 1951 Rolls-Royce. "To the airport, James" he said, while he made a phone call to his secretary.

"Mrs. Flannigan, I'm heading for Third Island for the weekend, cancel all my meetings" "Oh and Mrs. Flannigan?"

"Yes sir?"

"Have my SR-71 and my parachutting equipment ready, I'll be at my airport in 5 mins"

"Of course sir, should I call and make a reservation?"

"No need, I love to make an entrance"

OOC: Any spots where I could make my special entrance? lol
29-01-2004, 03:59
It was the break of daylight when Liam Nossler looked at the center screen of his 5 screen T.V. set in his office, he was eagerly waiting for the morning opening of the National Gallain Stock Market, where he had just acquired 51% of Neo-Developmental Products Amalgamated dedicated to Genetic Research of sea-life.

The stock went through the roof. Nossler didn't flinch at all, only a small smirk on the right side of his face could be seen. "Oh well, what's another couple billion" he said. He made a quick call, looked at his watch and headed towards his car, a 1951 Rolls-Royce. "To the airport, James" he said, while he made a phone call to his secretary.

"Mrs. Flannigan, I'm heading for Third Island for the weekend, cancel all my meetings" "Oh and Mrs. Flannigan?"

"Yes sir?"

"Have my SR-71 and my parachutting equipment ready, I'll be at my airport in 5 mins"

"Of course sir, should I call and make a reservation?"

"No need, I love to make an entrance"

OOC: Any spots where I could make my special entrance? lol
The Captain
29-01-2004, 05:28
OOC: You could always parachute yourself through one of the skylights in the lodge. Or, for a less risky jump, the backyard.

You can't miss it, it's a large clearing in the middle of a lot of trees on an island.
Cav
29-01-2004, 06:26
Cav stepped towards Medders and extended his hand. "Mr. Medders, how are you?"

Lady Cav nodded her head at Medders.

The Emperor continued. "It is good to finally meet you. We have seen your country in the newspapers for quite some time now. I hope things went well in the Omz war for you... but I know you're not here to talk about your international affairs."
Dr_Twist
29-01-2004, 06:30
The Tsar of Dr_Twist wishs to know if he can come to the BBQ?
The Captain
29-01-2004, 06:43
Tsar,

You are most welcome to the barbecue. We will have a room waiting for you.

Stacy P. Williams
Executive Secretary
Dr_Twist
29-01-2004, 06:49
Accually he is a Tsar and a King.

He will be on his way Shortly in his Private Plane.

He rarly leaves the country becaues of secuirty reasons, so he will have protection with him.
The Captain
29-01-2004, 07:09
I apologize for the improper title. It will never hapen again.

We here on Third Island understand and embrace your need for security. Most of our visitors are dignitaries accompanied by a security force of one sort or another. Count Third rarely goes anywhere without his own security force either.

Stacy P. Williams
Executive Secretary
29-01-2004, 07:11
OOC: Waiting for the BBQ to get started... Liam'll make his entrance then.
Dr_Twist
29-01-2004, 07:15
I apologize for the improper title. It will never hapen again.

We here on Third Island understand and embrace your need for security. Most of our visitors are dignitaries accompanied by a security force of one sort or another. Count Third rarely goes anywhere without his own security force either.

Stacy P. Williams
Executive Secretary

Its ok about the title....

But there will be a large secuirty force with the Tsar-King
The Captain
31-01-2004, 00:07
The security room was going crazy. There were men sitting all over and searching the monitors for any signs of other people.

Apparently, some parties had arrived on Third Island, but now were nowhere to be found. Count Third had felt very adamantly that these people should be found at once, lest they be spying on his island or hurt. Either one of those possibilities would fuel an international incident, as Third Island was still a part of The Captain.

Third assumed that perhaps they had taken a trip to visit land plots, or perhaps they were enjoying a campout. He found it concerning that so many would do this and not let him know, but he thought perhaps it could happen.

It was getting dark outside, and Third decided to begin searching for these lost parties. His helicopters and security teams would comb the forests of the island looking for anybody that was still out there. They would either be brought to the lodge or "accidentally shot" because they"made sudden movements towards the security team."

(OOC: I know I may be a little harsh here, but others are waiting around for those who said they were on the island. Please RP your character leaving if that is the case, or RP them coming to the door of Third's lodge.)
_Taiwan
31-01-2004, 05:37
OOC: Arg! the server keeps eating my posts!

Sweating and cursing, Richard Branson arrives at what appears to be a BBQ site in progress. His "short trip into the forests" had become a five hour detour when his truck broke down.

"I'm...back." he muttered with relief.

There were no others there that looked like billionaires, so he sat at a table and poured himself a drink.
_Taiwan
31-01-2004, 05:38
_Taiwan
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_Taiwan
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The Captain
31-01-2004, 07:16
Taiwan

"Excuse me, sir. I'm going to have to see some ID," the security guard said as he approached Branson. Another guard stood back and put his right hand close to his sidearm.

"Oh, I'm sorry sir. I didn't know you were out here, and seeing that you just walked in here... We'll get you to Mr. Third immediately."

**************
Third's PDA went off again, this time with a signal from security. "Excuse me, Lady and Gentlemen. It appears that Mr. Branson from Taiwan has arrived. I must go and meet him.

Third walked outside to Branson. "Mr Branson, welcome to Third Island. I truly apologize for your situation that caused your late arrival. I also must apologize for my guards. Please understand that you looked suspicious and they were just doing their jobs.

"Anyway, if you would care to join us inside, Emperor Cav and his Empress are inside, along with Jae Medders from Sniper Country."
Cav
31-01-2004, 07:38
Jae took a sip of his drink.

"Yessir," he said as he shook Emperor Cav's hand, "things back In-Country have been going good. We're gettin` a lot of flow fromthe SCAF in Narcs." Jae stood, and semi-bowed before the Empress. "Yeah, this Omzian War thing is going perdy good if I do say so myself. The boys over there are doin` their job, and I just gotta do mine. Emperor, would happen to hunt?"

The Empress bowed her head in acknowledgement. "It's good that things are going well for your country. I hope that you continue to prosper."

Emperor Cav then spoke. "I have been known to hunt a few animals before in my lifetime. Nothing big, but once I got a wolf. It was the happiest day in my life."

The Empress shot Cav a glance.

"Well, one of the happiest days," Cav laughed as The Lady smiled.

Count Third then excused himself, leaving the Cavs and Medders in the sitting room.
Rotovia
31-01-2004, 14:39
The limosine rolls up at the ranch hours late after Nicoletta enventually aggreed to allow her servant to ride in the same vehicle. It rolls gentley to a stop and she excits the vehicle shot gun in hand.

She stops for a moment to absorb the surrounding sunshine before her thoughts are interupted by a crude man wearing a tuxedo.

"That's a big gun for a such a tiny lady!"

In response she fires three shots, each bullet severing a button from his shirt with unheard of accuracy.

Nicoletta: "Get my bags dumbass..."
Rotovia
31-01-2004, 14:41
The limosine rolls up at the ranch hours late after Nicoletta enventually aggreed to allow her servant to ride in the same vehicle. It rolls gentley to a stop and she excits the vehicle shot gun in hand.

She stops for a moment to absorb the surrounding sunshine before her thoughts are interupted by a crude man wearing a tuxedo.

"That's a big gun for a such a tiny lady!"

In response she fires three shots, each bullet severing a button from his shirt with unheard of accuracy.

Nicoletta: "Get my bags dumbass..."
_Taiwan
01-02-2004, 01:39
Taiwan

"Excuse me, sir. I'm going to have to see some ID," the security guard said as he approached Branson. Another guard stood back and put his right hand close to his sidearm.

"Oh, I'm sorry sir. I didn't know you were out here, and seeing that you just walked in here... We'll get you to Mr. Third immediately."

**************
Third's PDA went off again, this time with a signal from security. "Excuse me, Lady and Gentlemen. It appears that Mr. Branson from Taiwan has arrived. I must go and meet him.

Third walked outside to Branson. "Mr Branson, welcome to Third Island. I truly apologize for your situation that caused your late arrival. I also must apologize for my guards. Please understand that you looked suspicious and they were just doing their jobs.

"Anyway, if you would care to join us inside, Emperor Cav and his Empress are inside, along with Jae Medders from Sniper Country."

"Eh, don't worry about it. Thank you."

For a man who had to walk through dense bush for five hours, he was happy just glad to be back. He was also looking to meet some of the others on the island. After quickly making sure his hair was neat and there were no noticeabler patches of mud on his clothing, he stepped through the door. He walks to the nearest person looked availible.

"Good evening. My name is Branson. Richard Branson."
The Captain
01-02-2004, 02:56
The limosine rolls up at the ranch hours late after Nicoletta enventually aggreed to allow her servant to ride in the same vehicle. It rolls gentley to a stop and she excits the vehicle shot gun in hand.

She stops for a moment to absorb the surrounding sunshine before her thoughts are interupted by a crude man wearing a tuxedo.

"That's a big gun for a such a tiny lady!"

In response she fires three shots, each bullet severing a button from his shirt with unheard of accuracy.

Nicoletta: "Get my bags dumbass..."


The man was shocked when the bullets ripped the buttons off his shirt. He stood there, speechless.

Third ran out to see what was going on when the bullets were fired. He saw Nicoletta and walked over to her.

"Madam, I am Thaddius T. Third V. Welcome to my island. I see you've already met the servant. He will be your personal slave for the remainder of the trip if you so like, or we can just have him roughed up for his indescretion.

"But please, come inside. We already have some guests, and they all will be glad (and now a little bit afraid) to meet you."
The Captain
03-02-2004, 22:51
Now that everybody was situated and ready, a bell rang. It meant that the food was almost prepared. There was already a lot of food out on the table, with more being prepared in the executive kitchen. Roast pig, duck, and every cut of meat imaginable were all being cooked on the outside grills.

They would start off with grilled seasoned shrimp and battered chicken. Following that was any combination of steak, lobster, veal, chicken, hamburgers, or hotdogs one wished (it is a BBQ after all). The veal and chicken were made to order, and the steak would be cooked to everybody's preferences.

Third rounded everybody up and called them to the table. He allowed them to order their food before he gave his speech.
Cav
04-02-2004, 04:00
Emperor Cav ordered for himself and his wife when the waiter came over to take the orders.

"I'll have a 12 oz. filet, medium rare, a lobster tail, and veal saltimboca. But let me start that off with a hamburger medium rare as well. My lady will have an 8 oz. filet and lobster tail."
_Taiwan
04-02-2004, 04:05
Branson addresses the waiter, trying to sound as Taiwanese as possible.

"I would like a um...Choi Sum fried in Oyster sauce, with a satay Chicken"
_Taiwan
04-02-2004, 04:06
Branson addresses the waiter, trying to sound as Taiwanese as possible.

"I would like a um...Choi Sum fried in Oyster sauce, with a satay Chicken"
_Taiwan
04-02-2004, 04:07
Branson addresses the waiter, trying to sound as Taiwanese as possible.

"I would like a um...Choi Sum fried in Oyster sauce, with a satay Chicken"
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Menelmacar
04-02-2004, 05:27
OOC: Mind if the High Queen of the Elves drops by? \^_^/

~Siri
04-02-2004, 06:00
Liam couldn't stop figiting. He had done so many jumps before he had lost count, but he always had the same nervous feeling in his stomach. Little he knew of what would happen next. As he was doing the last preparations for his jump something went wrong. The whole inside turned a red colour and the plane shook like crazy. He wasn't much of an airplane conossieur, but he didn't need to, he knew something was wrong and had to do something quickly about it. He pointlessly looked outside the window waiting for a clue of what could've caused the malfunction of the plane, nothing could be seen except for a black line of smoke.

As he tried to move towards the pilot's cabin a loud boom could be heard and the plane dropped suddenly, he knew the engine had just blown of. Liam was scared but he knew he couldn't let that consume him. It meant his life. He desperately headed for the emergency door and opened it. Luckily the plane's altitude was good enough for him not to be killed by the jump. His only worry was not being hit by some debris.

Liam looked up, took a deep breath and jumped.

OOC: IC suggestion: "Everyone jumped from their seats as their lovely BBQ got interrupted by a really loud boom. As everyone looked to the sky they couldn't help to notice the dark cloud that was being formed." ???
If you don't like it we can make the accident to have happened a bit further away ;)
The Captain
04-02-2004, 06:20
OOC: Mind if the High Queen of the Elves drops by? \^_^/

~Siri

OOC: Although The Captain does not necessarily have any relations with Elven nations, Third Island isn't held to as strict of standards as the mainland. The Lady is welcome. I think it would be best if you just made like you were there the whole time.

IC: After everybody had ordered, Third tapped his glass with his fork. "Ladies and Gentlemen, I would like to again welcome you to my island. We have many different kinds of people here who do diferent kinds of things and lead different kinds of lives. But we do have one similarity between us-- immense wealth. And I don't know about you, but I have become bored with the socialites of my country because they were too 'proper' for my liking. I wanted a group of friends, rich like myself, but who were interesting as well. That is why you all have been invited here. I hope we all have a good time. You are welcome to stay as long as you like and enjoy my hospitality. But for now, let's just worry about this food!"

The waiters brought everybody's food and served it to them. "Eat up everyon..."

Then the explosion happened. Third saw a plane flying over the island when he was giving his speech, and when he sat down he immediately had to stand up again. He didn't know what do think of at first, except that something had gone wrong with that plane now falling towards the ocean.
_Taiwan
04-02-2004, 07:10
Jae looked around at all the guests. Jae, deciding to start up the conversation, began. "So, where's everybody from, and what ya'll do for a livin`?"

"Well, I'm from England, now trying to improve my fortunes in Taiwan. I'm the CE-"

His speech was cut short by the bang from the skies.
Cav
05-02-2004, 05:27
"This food looks delicious. I can't wait to start eating," Cav said.

Third spoke and then was interrupted by a loud explosion. The Emperor turned around and saw the smoke coming out of the airplane. Although pieces were falling everywhere, it looked like a person had escaped the jet before it started falling steeply.
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The Captain
06-02-2004, 04:14
"Thank you for your offer of assistance, Mr. Medders," Third said as he turned away from the crash to speak. "I'm sure that my security forces are already on top of things, but I have an S-92 if anybody would like to go take a closer look."

As Third was saying that, the familiar whir of helicopter blades could be heard in the distance. The search boats would be dispatched too. Whatever happened, there were some people to find right now.
06-02-2004, 05:13
After falling for 20-25 seconds, which seemed like 20-25 hours, Liam dared to open his eyes. He couldn't see anything, he couldn't think anything, he only knew he was falling and he was in trouble. After a few moments, Liam finally relaxed and was able to realize what needed to be done. He quickly looked at his altitude meter and notice he was only a few meters from the air. He pulled the string which opened the chute, IT WAS BROKEN! It was all up to the emergency chute now. He pulled it eagerly as he felt the familiar pain in his armpits, shoulders, and thighs. The chute had opened safely.

He had a few brief moments to think about what had happened, and as he slowly glided down he noticed some lifeboats waiting for him in the ocean and helicopters hovering near. "They're waiting for me to hit the water, if they get close I could probably get killed!" Liam thought to himself. Just before closing his eyes he was able to see ".....Third...." written on the side of one of the helicopters. He had made it, and help was already there...Liam fainted shortly afterwards.

(edit) OOC: Anyone up for their character to know how to discover when sabbotage takes place? THought it'd be a good idea to start lining up some enemies ;). Some other secret society maybe?? It's up to you!
_Taiwan
06-02-2004, 10:25
"Good God, I hope he's alright."

OOC: I really can't think of something to do.
06-02-2004, 11:49
The Shadowy head of 'The Committee', an ancient organisation of world leaders and leading internationalists, turned to the rest of the boardmembers in front of him, a smile cracking across his face.

" Gentlemen, the pieces are set. Within the next few hours, our illustrious friends will recieve a little 'after dinner entertainment' that certainly wasn't in Thirds Plans for the evening.."

Murmurs of excitment rippled around the room, a voice called out. it was a radical diplomat from the 10,000 islands.

"What do they have in store, sir? How did you do it?"

The Chairmans eyes narrowed, "You'll have to wait and see, my dear fellow..."



OOC: I am more than happy to found the secret society that has sworn vengence against the Billionaires club. Perhaps a group of world leaders and businessmen that see a society of billionaires are threat to their influence on the world order? What if this organisation, lets call it 'The Committe' had spies at Thirds BBQ, and were caught attempting to plant and explosive device...
Judithville
06-02-2004, 16:58
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The Captain
06-02-2004, 17:00
Captain Jeff Harrison had his binoculars and was keeping an eye on Liam as he fell. "Damn! His primary chute didn't open!" He could only hope that the emergency one worked. He breathed a sigh of relief when it opened safely.

They maneuvered the boats to Liam's position in the water. They grabbed him out of the boat and put him on a stretcher. He was unconscious, but there were no signs of trauma. Medics started checking him out immediately, and there were more doctors on the dock.

Harrison waved off the helicopters to go search the wreckage of the jet. Boats were already there, but they didn't expect to find much.

(OOC: True Yorkshire, that seems fine to me. Just keep in mind that The Captain navy is contracted to defend the island, and there is always a carrier around. Also, security on the island is very tight. You can make up for some of it due to the fact that we have missing delegates on the island from a few nations, but nothing much.)
The Captain
06-02-2004, 17:00
Captain Jeff Harrison had his binoculars and was keeping an eye on Liam as he fell. "Damn! His primary chute didn't open!" He could only hope that the emergency one worked. He breathed a sigh of relief when it opened safely.

They maneuvered the boats to Liam's position in the water. They grabbed him out of the boat and put him on a stretcher. He was unconscious, but there were no signs of trauma. Medics started checking him out immediately, and there were more doctors on the dock.

Harrison waved off the helicopters to go search the wreckage of the jet. Boats were already there, but they didn't expect to find much.

(OOC: True Yorkshire, that seems fine to me. Just keep in mind that The Captain navy is contracted to defend the island, and there is always a carrier around. Also, security on the island is very tight. You can make up for some of it due to the fact that we have missing delegates on the island from a few nations, but nothing much.)
Allanea
06-02-2004, 17:26
The Allanean President (Who holds 50.5% of the stock of Allanean Arms) arrives at the scene.
The Captain
07-02-2004, 01:44
They got Liam to the dock and the doctors began looking at him.

"It appears that he fainted. His vital signs are reading OK, except for the trauma of falling out of a plane and fearing for your life. I see no reasons why this man should be hospitalized."

Harrison took that as good news and called Third to tell him what was going on. Third said that Liam was to be taken care of and that anything he needed should be gotten post haste. Third didn't want a bad impression of his island on anybody's mind.

The helicopter teams and boats got as much wreckage out of the sea as they could. Some airplane pieces float, and others sink. Luckily the water was not too deep, and divers were dispatched to recover more pieces. The flight recorder was picked up, and hopefully it would shed some light on what caused the plane to crash.

Two bodies were taken from the ocean as well (ooc: dead or not?). They were helicoptered to the infirmary on the island for immediate treatment.
_Taiwan
07-02-2004, 01:52
As Branson looked down towards the beach, he thought he saw a few figures wandering in the forest. He turned to Third but saw he was on the phone.

"Sorry guys - something's come up." he said to the other dinner guests.

He then headed into the forest, intent on finding out who these mysterous figures were.
The Captain
07-02-2004, 17:14
The Allanean President (Who holds 50.5% of the stock of Allanean Arms) arrives at the scene.

OOC: This RP is closed right now. There's stuff going on and we can't have people coming and going in the middle of things. Try again some other time.

Taiwan

"Huh? Oh yeah." Third heard what Branson said as he was walking away. Third pointed at three security men standing around and motioned them to follow Branson (ooc: if you want protection).
08-02-2004, 07:21
OCC: Might I join in as a member of the opposing organization? Possibly the pilot of the plane or some other operative secreted on to the island.
_Taiwan
09-02-2004, 03:52
Branson ran after the receding figures, yelling for them to stop as he ran.
09-02-2004, 03:53
The brightness of the sun hurt Liam's eyes, he couldn't figure out how long he had been asleep for but judging by his bad headache he knew it hadn't been long. Maybe a half hour or so. He looked around, he was in what seemed like a hospital room, yet a bit classier. Some clothes which didn't belong to him where nicely folded in a chair, he was wearing nothing but a hospital robe. Liam went trough them and notice they were his exact size, "Oh well" he put them on and headed outside. He needed an aspirin bad.

OOC: True Yorkshire: nice role play man! ... don't know how this is gonna work tho. Third'll tell you,,, btw, what do we call each other ooc? you can call me Adren...
The Captain
09-02-2004, 04:40
OCC: Might I join in as a member of the opposing organization? Possibly the pilot of the plane or some other operative secreted on to the island.

OOC: You'll have to check with True Yorkshire on that one, as he is the one that stepped up first and is technically in control of the opposition. But I see no problems with it.

The brightness of the sun hurt Liam's eyes, he couldn't figure out how long he had been asleep for but judging by his bad headache he knew it hadn't been long. Maybe a half hour or so. He looked around, he was in what seemed like a hospital room, yet a bit classier. Some clothes which didn't belong to him where nicely folded in a chair, he was wearing nothing but a hospital robe. Liam went trough them and notice they were his exact size, "Oh well" he put them on and headed outside. He needed an aspirin bad.

OOC: True Yorkshire: nice role play man! ... don't know how this is gonna work tho. Third'll tell you,,, btw, what do we call each other ooc? you can call me Adren...

The doctor saw Liam walk out. "Ah, you are awake. We saw that nasty fall that you took, but you sustained no major injuries, as you can probably tell. Thankfully the parachute opened in time enough to allow you to land safely enough. You still should be feeling some discomfort though," the doctor produced a small bottle, "but these should ease the pain for you. You are free to leave, and there is a car waiting to take you to Mr. Third's lodge."

As soon as the doctor was done speaking, a man dressed sharply in a suit walked over to him with a pen and a folder. "Sir, I am the attorney for Third Enterprises. This island being a holding of said company, I am going to need you to sign off on these documents that claim that Mr. Third nor any of his guests, personnel, equipment, products, or any other entity relating to said company or affiliates are in any way liable for the damages eg. personal injury or suffering, which may or may not have occurred in the vicinity or general area of Third Island or its exclusion zone." (ooc: I'm thinking of going to law school :wink: )

OOC: If you'd like to telegram me with your plans or ideas, I am more than willing to incorporate or adopt them in this RP. After all, all of the guests are super rich and used to having things their way. You can call me Brian.
Cav
09-02-2004, 06:14
Things were getting strange for Emperor Cav. Although he'd been in a lot stranger situations, something about a group of extrordinately wealthy people, disappearances, and plane crashes made things seem just a bit off. Due to the amount of weird things happening, he expressed his wishes that The Empress return to Cav in case anything wrong happened. She protested, of course, but was eventually persuaded that she would be safer if she was back in downtown Cav City in the palace.

On her way out though, she ordered more security for The Emperor. They would arrive via one of the supersonic executive jets in a few hours.
09-02-2004, 11:24
The Head of The Committee was a happy man. He knew the risks he had taken were close to developing into his Grand Plan. Months of painstaking inteligence gathering, bribery and deception had paid off. Fine, he told himself, it had cost him a fantastic amount of money, but that's what taxation was for.

His surprise when he had first heard of the Billionaires Club concept, founded by Third, was unparralelled. His anger second to none. A conglomerate of uber-wealthy businessmen (and, he bitterly awknowledged, women) would threaten The Committee's grip on the World Order. For Centuries, this group of World Leaders, artisans, diplomats, soldiers and Internationalists had dominated the international scene with unrivaled power. Now, a so called 'social' group of the Planets wealthiest individuals had been formed and was a direct threat to his world. They hadn't threatened his party's influence yet, but -he knew- it was merely a matter of time.

So, with the maticulous care of the committed fanatic, He began his plot almost as soon as the foundations were laid on Thirds' island villa. Security was tight on the island, and the seas were patrolled by Third's ever vigilant naval forces. But men with influence beyond money have a way of getting things done. And, as such, there was a tiny blind spot -no more than a few meters- in the islands security blanket.



(OOC: I'm hoping Techalot will make the next move in undermining Thirds Billionaires Club. Hope I haven't been too presumptous with that blindspot! Call me Tom, OOC.)
The Captain
09-02-2004, 16:43
OOC: We await your next move. By the way, are you going to allow this group to be found out? Because if you do... :twisted:
09-02-2004, 20:33
Mags stepped back and admired his handiwork. He had had only precious few minutes to set up the pit trap and was now ready to spring it. He went over the details of his mission again.
Too many hours of planning and work had gone into getting him here for him to blow it now. He had been slipped onto the plane roster for one of the incoming diplomats and flew here right under his nose. Upon arriving at the islands customs his planned distraction came into play as a the explosion rocked the island and the fiery streak of the airplane soared across the sky. Mags used the confusion to slip into the nearby woods.
It hadn't taken long at all in the woods to discover a lost billionaire, they seemed to be wondering around every where, and incapacitate him, thereby procuring himself an invitation. ( OCC: I figure someone can just pick one of the billionaires lost in the woods. There seem to be so many.)
He then set to work on his large hole in the ground covered with debris in the hopes of capturing one or two of billionaire buffoons who really believed no one would take notice of their little club.
His time was coming shortly as he noticed the couple of dock workers slipping into the woods looking for plane debris. He was more concerned with the large man behind them.
He immediately recognized Branson from his dossier and devised that a billionaire-in-distress trick might work best.
Standing behind a tree out of sight until Branson neared he called out in a fake british accent, "I say there Ol' boy, be a pal and help me out over here, I seem to have lost my party and injured my leg." Hell, it worked in the movies...
He was sure Branson heard and so remained motionless behind the tree, all the time thinking,
A little closer... Just a little closer...
(OCC: I figure this is as good an introduction as any. We'll see how this goes but as I see it might allow me the opportunity to infiltrate the club and some intrigue as Branson tries to figure out who set him up. Anyway, OCC you can call me Andy.)
_Taiwan
10-02-2004, 04:20
"Hello? Where are you? I'm coming over, stay right there."

Branson takes a small first aid kit out of his pocket and heads in the direction of the voice.
The Captain
10-02-2004, 05:12
The guards were about 25 feet from Branson, following him through the forest. The two of them knew the direction Branson was heading, but the brush was too think for them to see him. They followed the trail that he made through the trees.

They heard a man call out for help but didn't know where he was. They radioed back for the medical unit to come and decided to wait for the team to arrive.
10-02-2004, 07:31
Mags heard Branson call back, "Hello? Where are you? I'm coming over, stay right there."
He had to smile to himself, it was almost too easy. Branson, while an obviously intelligent man, was drawn in by his desire to help and of course had no reason to suspect foul play.
If Branson attempted to put any weight on the covering it would collapse and he would fall to the bottom. While not deep enough to kill him or cause any serious harm it would still prevent him from climbing out until help arrived.
Besides, the plan was never murder...
The plan was dissension...
Branson would have no way of knowing who set him up, and after a couple of more "incidents" the billionaires wouldn't know who to trust.
At least that was the long term plan. For the time being he would just have to bide until he heard the sound of falling debris. After which he would need to double back around and "arrive" at the party.
He wiped the sweat from his brow... He had a lot to do in the coming days...
_Taiwan
10-02-2004, 07:47
Suddenly, the ground beneath him gave way, as if he was suddenly standing on water. He let out a shout of surprise.

"Argh!"
The Captain
10-02-2004, 12:30
At that moment, the search and rescue helicopter flew overhead, drowning out the sound of Branson's scream. The guards were completely oblivious to Branson's entrapment. They were still waiting for the rest of the S&R team to arrive.
10-02-2004, 13:04
The Head grew anxious.

While he had every faith in Mags, The Committe's greatest agent, he couldn't help the feeling of helplessness that enveloped him as he went about his business in the corridors of power. He yearned for the thrill of action again, to taste and smell fear and test his worth. But that time was over. In his youth, as a young subaltern (2lt) in the 1st (True Yorks) Parachute Regiment, he had lead men and women into battle and earned his promotion through the ranks with heroism and guile.

Now, as well as his position as Head, he had a nation to govern and the people would talk if he disapeared suddenly. No, Mags was The Committee's best bet for a 'shock and awe' campaign on these Prentenders..

He dismissed his aide-de-camp and removed a panel from the wall in his office at TY Senate House, revealing a small encrypted radio set. It would be risky to use, as Third's security was top-notch, but he simply had to get his finger on the pulse. He needed to know how Mags was doing. The warrior in him questioned breaking Operational Security like this, but the arrogance of the Politician demanded results. So, against his better judgement, he dialled in Mags's frequency and, in a harsh whisper spoke,

"Hello, Viper. This is Zero. Request update, over.."
10-02-2004, 15:12
With a satisfied crash Mags heard the helpless Branson fall. His victory was short lived however as suddenly his ear pieced buzzed into life.
"Hello, Viper. This is Zero. Request update, over.."
Mags nearly jumped a foot straight into the air. Branson may have heard, he may not have, all Mags knew was he had to hightail it and fast.
With his hand covering his ear to block any more sounds leaking out he ran as far as dared into the woods and paused to respond.
"Zero, this is Viper, operation one is already complete with surprising results. No need to lure anyone by as the poor fool stumbled right into it. Operation two begins as soon as I have an opportunity to 'arrive'."
Mags paused a second. Never one to question authority or make waves, he was unsure of his next words.
"Zero, why has radio silence been broken? Is there a problem? Designated communitcation isn't for another 14 hours. I was nearly compromised."
10-02-2004, 21:21
Curses!! he kicked out at thin air. The warrior in him had been right, as usual; leave the agent to do his job. How he had hated it when his superiors had pestered him in the field as a young officer: Now it was him fussing on the end of a radio like an old woman!! Well, he told himself, not any more.

He grabbed the radio handset, " Viper, this is Zero. No problems this end. Our people getting a little excited, that's all" He lied. He couldn't undermine his agents' faith in him. "Maintain correct protocol from now on. Next comms in 20 hours. Good Luck, out."

As he replaced the reciever, he once more cursed his foolishness at almost costing the operation. He hoped he hadn't given Third any clues. The second phase of the operation was about to begin...
The Captain
11-02-2004, 06:20
BBQ

"Mr. Third, the man was just released from the infirmary. He should arrive at any moment," Third's secretary said on the phone.

"Thank you, Lydia." Third flipped his cell closed and turned to the others. "It appears that you have all been out-entranced. Our new guest is fine though, and is on his way now. I don't know about you, but I certainly look foward to meeting him."

*****************
Forest

"What was that?" One of the guards in the asked. It sounded like a voice on a radio talking to somebody close.

"Probably Mr. Branson found that person who cried for help and has one of those radio phones," the other one answered

"Yeah, you're right. Let's go look for him."

******************
Communications Center

"Sir, we've got unauthorized radio communications. Sector 35 of the island sir," the watch commander reported.

"Lieutenant, are you sure it's not one of the guests?"

"No, Major. It's not one of the authorized frequencies we gave the visitors. It's encrypted too. We'll do the best we can to crack it."

"Very well. Inform me of any developments."
11-02-2004, 06:52
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Xeraph
11-02-2004, 07:24
Sorry for the delay....we had a little trouble finding enough refrigerated semi-trucks to haul in the goat meat. We have also taken the liberty of providing 200 mesquite grills to cook the goats.
The victuals will be ferried over by our military air-boats to your docks.
The Royal Entourage will follow in an hour or so, with a nominal security force from the Commonwealth of the Black Legions, about 60 people in all being air-lifted by three Sikorsky Troop Transport Copters refitted for the King. If this is ok, we'll see you in about an hour.

In the Name of the King,

Jerm Prime, Regent of Bandakar, under-Ambassador of Xeraph
11-02-2004, 07:52
After what seemed like an enternity, thought it probably wasn't nearly that long, Mags reached the front of the mansion where he presumed everyone else was. He thought for a second, deciding the best bet on infiltration and decided that direct was probably the best bet.
His clothes torn and dirty from his ordeal in the woods he approached the nearest person who appeared to be porter of some sort.
"You there," Mags called, " I am Maximus Andrew Green (OCC: Get it?!? MAGS... haha... never mind...)," while he said this he thrust his illgotten invitation into the poor saps hand," I'm hot, I'm tired and I'm late. You will announce my pressence, show me to my room and if you ever find my damn assistants tell them I want to see them," he paused for effect before adding, "NOW!"
He took in a breath and held a hard gaze on the man, all the while thinking, Holy crap I hope this works...
_Taiwan
11-02-2004, 08:26
Branson opened his eyes to find himself a the bottom of a shallow hole. The fall hadn't hurt him - or so he thought until he tried to stand up. His ankle gave way under him.

"Hello, is someone there? Can someone give me a hand?"
Henry Kissenger
11-02-2004, 08:31
i am in this club.
The Captain
11-02-2004, 16:25
i am in this club.

No you're not.
The Captain
12-02-2004, 04:40
Xeraph, we await your party's arrival.

***************
Lodge Entrance

The servant was not taught to question things when told. He grabbed Mags' things and put them on a cart. "Yes sir, Mr. Green. I apologize for any discomfort caused to you while you were... lost..."

He went off and another man walked up. This one was dressed in a nice suit. "Sir. I am the concierge. I apologize for our servants here. They are trained to follow orders, but having somebody like that usually means that we have to give up some of their intelligence. From now on, I will do my best to make sure the rest of your stay here is comfortable. I will bring you to Mr. Third."

***************
BBQ

The concierge walked to Third and announced Mags. "Mr. Maximus Andrew Green is here."

"Who? I don't remember somebody by that name. Have Stacy recheck the list. In the meantime, please tell him to take a plate and have a seat."
_Taiwan
12-02-2004, 05:06
(OOC: Someone help Branson, I can't post until he gets out of the hole.)
The Captain
12-02-2004, 06:02
The medical team arrived to assist whomever had called for help. They walked through the brush with the security team, now comprised of 6 people. More were on their way too, as the communications center sent some to investigate. Two helicopters were en route as well, to keep an eye on the ground.

(OOC: We'll find him tomorrow, because I am done with NS for the night.)
12-02-2004, 21:24
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Cav
13-02-2004, 08:00
Emperor Cav was unsure of what was going on as well. People were visiting with the billionaire from Taiwan, checking up on if he was well and what not. There was suddenly an eerie feeling on the island, and Cav decided to snoop around. He had his security detail try to find things out from Third's people, but in the meantime he took his Colt 1911 for protection. It tucked nicely into his coat pocket.

The Emperor caught sight of Medders walking into the forest. "Wait up!" he called.
The Captain
14-02-2004, 17:51
The team moved slowly through the dense brush, weapons drawn. They came upon what looked like a hole in the ground that was in the same coordinates of the unauthorized radio broadcast. The team tensed up a bit and walked towards the hole.

When they got there, they pointed their weapons and yelled for the man not to move. Upon further consideration, they realized that this person's profile matched the billionaire from Taiwan's. His picture, albeit a bit more disheveled, was exactly the same as the one they had in their records. Apologies were given and the medical team collected Branson.

They carried him out of the thick part of the forest to one where they could get their vehicles. Branson was loaded into one of them and brought to the infirmary.

"Sir, what happened out there?" one of the guards asked.
15-02-2004, 06:20
OOC: sorry for posting so late, was in the middle of mid-terms :P BTW nice way the story's unfolding ;)

"We need you to sign this......." a small rather skinny man had said to Liam, he was too tired to be bothered with any legal stuff so he just signed it. Plus the nervous look in the man's eyes was good enough for him there was no foul play going on, he was just doing his job and didn't want to bother anyone.

Liam walked outside and called for a man wearing a tuxedo, definately one of Third's employers. "Where is everyone?" Liam asked. "Follow me" said the man "Most of them are waiting for you at a BBQ being held in the backyard of the estate". They both hoped in a golf-cart and left for the BBQ

As they reached the place it was deserted. No one seemed about except for a few servants and some unfinished plates. "Get Third for me please" Liam said "and something to eat".

OOC: I'd rather b4 much happens, to get all of us to know each other. Like brian call everyone and give us some sort of "briefing" or whatever,,,, so we can start making our own secret society! maybe get things a bit under control?
15-02-2004, 06:23
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15-02-2004, 06:24
OOC: BTW I am Liam, I can't remember Branson's first name but he was the one who fell in the hole
_Taiwan
15-02-2004, 06:46
The team moved slowly through the dense brush, weapons drawn. They came upon what looked like a hole in the ground that was in the same coordinates of the unauthorized radio broadcast. The team tensed up a bit and walked towards the hole.

When they got there, they pointed their weapons and yelled for the man not to move. Upon further consideration, they realized that this person's profile matched the billionaire from Taiwan's. His picture, albeit a bit more disheveled, was exactly the same as the one they had in their records. Apologies were given and the medical team collected Liam.

They carried him out of the thick part of the forest to one where they could get their vehicles. Liam was loaded into one of them and brought to the infirmary.

"Sir, what happened out there?" one of the guards asked.

Branson nursed his ankle.
"I saw a few figures in the bushes, so I went to take a closer look. Following that I heard someone call for help, so I walked towards him and fell into that hole. Rather inconvinient don't you think?"
The Captain
15-02-2004, 17:15
(OOC: I'm very sorry about the name mishap. I just wasn't thinking, and Liam sounded like a name from Taiwan. My apologies.)

IC: Third was on the telephone, finishing things up with his team at the infirmary. Branson was alright, but he had a sprained ankle. He would be fine, but his ability to walk without crutches was impeeded for the next few days.

When he was done, he made his way over to Liam to sit down and talk with him.

"What an interesting entrance you made. In all my years of seeing crazy things around the world, that was one of the more harrowing experiences. I hope you are OK. Even with the accident, I am glad that you made it to my island. I created this club as a place where the world's richest people could enjoy each other's company without the pressures of worrying about being better than anybody else. Every guest on my island is treated the same, whether they have a billion dollars or a trillion dollars.

"I believe in top notch service for all of my guests, and I certainly hope that you've experienced it during your stay. Our rescue and medical teams are some of the best in the entire nation, along with my private security service. As a matter of fact, The Captain's Defense Department sometimes asks us for help.

"Do you have any questions for me?"
15-02-2004, 20:33
Liam stood up.

"Well, we haven't been properly introduced, My name is Liam Nossler, I started of as a stock broker, and made a fortune quite quickly I now own about 20% of the industrial area of The Gallain States. Parachutting is my number 1 hobbie next to motor racing. This is a beautiful island you have here Mr. Third, I had a quick glimpse of it before, you know, my unfortunate accident."
15-02-2004, 20:33
Liam stood up.

"Well, we haven't been properly introduced, My name is Liam Nossler, I started of as a stock broker, and made a fortune quite quickly I now own about 20% of the industrial area of The Gallain States. Parachutting is my number 1 hobbie next to motor racing. This is a beautiful island you have here Mr. Third, I had a quick glimpse of it before, you know, my unfortunate accident."
15-02-2004, 21:34
Mags brushed off the offer of a some food and demanded his room.
"Do I look in any condition to eat?"
Besides he needed to take stock of his equipment and gather his bearings. He hadn't had a second to rest.
The servent quickly led him away to the guest room. This 'guest' room was larger than the master bedroom at his house.
After quickly taking stock of his personal belongings he took a fast shower changed into the fresh clothes lying on his bed and made his way out towards the BBQ. This would give him a chance to examine who had actually arrived as compared to the guest list he had studied. With this information he could contact HQ to begin relaying the false information about who he worked for and such. He just hoped that HQ was following up for him. He had been told he wasn't the only one coming to the island...
The Captain
16-02-2004, 06:34
Liam stood up.

"Well, we haven't been properly introduced, My name is Liam Nossler, I started of as a stock broker, and made a fortune quite quickly I now own about 20% of the industrial area of The Gallain States. Parachutting is my number 1 hobbie next to motor racing. This is a beautiful island you have here Mr. Third, I had a quick glimpse of it before, you know, my unfortunate accident."

Mr. Nossler, welcome to Third Island! If you'd like, I have a plane that you can parachute from whenever you'd like. It is maintained and checked every day for explosives. It's yours to use as you please.
_Taiwan
17-02-2004, 02:58
Branson hobbled outside, going easy on his wounded ankle. He decided to rejoin the barbeque, and took his seat once again.
18-02-2004, 01:03
"Thank you very much Mr. Third, and you can call me Liam. But I would really be more interested in meeting the other guests at the moment. How many are registered and how many are on the way?"



OOC: should we all meet each other?
_Taiwan
18-02-2004, 01:13
Richard Branson waved at the new guest.

"Hey, how are you after the accident?"
18-02-2004, 02:47
Walks over to Branson's table *moves head to Third as telling him to join them*

"Well I'm a bit shook up! *laughs* my head was hurting a while ago but this pills made it go away. My name is Liam Nossler by the way. Pleased to meet you."

"Nice place Third's got here huh? How long have you been here?"
Cav
18-02-2004, 07:22
Jae turned around at the voice, that of Emperor Cav. He watched as Cav closed in, and turned around, continuing to walk with Cav.

"So, big night, huh?" Jae started, looking around the area.

"It certainly has, Mr. Medders."

They walked into the forest a little more when Emperor Cav pulled out his gun, and another one.

"I brought you this," he said, giving Jae the other handgun. "You never know what's going to happen in the middle of a forest."
18-02-2004, 20:56
Mags took a deep breath and approaced the BBQ. He noticed Third, Liam and Branson talking and decided to make his entrance. He walked up as proudly as possible and introduced himself.
"Good afternoon, I apologize for my late arrival, the forests here are incredibly maze like. My name is M.A. Green. I am a representative from the Five Civilized Nations. My three associates and I got separated in the woods. It doesn't appear that they've arrived yet."
The Captain
20-02-2004, 16:40
"Welcome to the club, Mr. Green. Why don't you get some food and then tell us a little about yourself?"
Cav
24-02-2004, 06:48
Emperor Cav returned to the barbecue with his handgun still out in the open. Naturally his secuity team didn't like seeing this, but that was a problem that they couldn't address to him. He was The Emperor after all.

He found Third and a group sitting down. One of the men looked a little more timid at the sight of his Colt than the others. Do billionaires not know what guns are? I figured that they all would like hunting at least, Cav thought.
24-02-2004, 07:04
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_Taiwan
24-02-2004, 07:13
Walks over to Branson's table *moves head to Third as telling him to join them*

"Well I'm a bit shook up! *laughs* my head was hurting a while ago but this pills made it go away. My name is Liam Nossler by the way. Pleased to meet you."

"Nice place Third's got here huh? How long have you been here?"

"I'm Branson," he says, reaching out to shake Liam's hand. "I came here a few days ago. So what's your business? What do you do back in Gallain?"
25-02-2004, 00:30
*shakes hand* "I'm a stock broker, I started gambling in the stock exchange when I was young and hit lots of good things. I now own quite a bit of the industrial area of my natal country."

*Looks at Emperor Cav with his gun out* "Is that The Emperor from Cav? I've read about him on the news. Didn't know he was so paranoid!" *laughs* "I was just kidding. I'm eager to meet him, and all the other billionaires here. Is there some activity going on later on Third? Chance to get all of us to know each other or something?"
_Taiwan
25-02-2004, 04:08
"Ah, tycoon eh? I always fancied a good gamble." Branson laughed. "I just sold Virgin Blue and Virgin Atlantic, as well as most of my Taiwanese assets. Boy, it feels good to retire."
The Captain
25-02-2004, 05:31
Is there some activity going on later on Third? Chance to get all of us to know each other or something?"

"As a matter of fact, now that our barbecue has been completed, I was hoping for a few card games in the game room. If you are no good at cards, we have pool tables and other various indoor recreational activities. The sun will be going down soon, so we'd need something to do while we continue our introductions inside."
25-02-2004, 06:13
"Ah cards! talk about gambling eh? I love a good card game and a fine cigar after a meal. you joining us Branson? We can finish our chat over there, perhaps third can tell us a bit more about himself as well."

OOC: Hey Andy, come join us at the card game...Tom anymore ideas?
_Taiwan
25-02-2004, 07:24
"Ah sure, this would be a good time to do a bit of gambling."
25-02-2004, 07:42
OOC: Wow, that was a lot at once...
IC: Mags nodded to third and proceeded to grab a plate of food. Upon returning he noticed that the attention was away from him.
Thank Goodness, he thought.
They are about to begin some kind of card game it seemed and, Mags thought, this would be a great opportunity to devise some schemes...
Mags paused for a minute... He seriously hoped he wasn't becoming a villian cliche...
The Captain
25-02-2004, 07:52
"Well gentlemen, we will wait for Mr. Green to finish his meal, as he's had a rough day, and then we will retire into the parlor for some card games. I hope you all brought your cash," Third laughed as he was sure that the credit alone of these men would allow them to fill his house with poker chips.
25-02-2004, 08:20
Mags ate deliberately.
He'd have to come up with something quick. Then again from what any one knew of the Five civilized nations Mags could be anybody. This may work out better than he had planned.
Mags finished and headed towards the parlor to catch up with the other guests. He had to determine what any of the knew before he could proceed.
Cav
25-02-2004, 16:44
The Emperor laughed off Liam's comment. "What, this? I was going into the forest after Mr. Medders but since strange things have been going on..." he held up his gun to finish the sentence itself.

He safed the Colt and put it in his pocket. "Don't worry," he said. "I'm an expert shooter. I had a stint in the Imperial Army before I ascended to the throne. I could shoot the core out of an apple."

Things went on and Cav went with the others into the parlor room. "What kind of games do you guys like?"
25-02-2004, 23:59
"Well I couldn't shoot an elephant even if it jumped infront of me! I'm more of an archer myself, but if your highness wouldn't mind I would love to learn a thing or two about firearms!"

Liam felt good, after the accident a lot of things had been coming and going trough his mind, he finally started relaxing trough the chat. He felt close to this people as if he could actually be friends with them, rather than just potential business partners. Especially since they were as rich as him, if not richer, he wouldn't have to worry about "being liked for his money".

Liam noticed Mags approach them quickly, grabbed Third and Branson by the elbow. "Don't worry! you can finish your meal calmly, I think the others won't mind! I'm Liam Nossler by the way, you can all call me Liam. I'm called "Mr. Nossler" most of my time! Or you can finish eating at the game room, I don't think Third'll mind, will you?"
25-02-2004, 23:59
"Well I couldn't shoot an elephant even if it jumped infront of me! I'm more of an archer myself, but if your highness wouldn't mind I would love to learn a thing or two about firearms!"

Liam felt good, after the accident a lot of things had been coming and going trough his mind, he finally started relaxing trough the chat. He felt close to this people as if he could actually be friends with them, rather than just potential business partners. Especially since they were as rich as him, if not richer, he wouldn't have to worry about "being liked for his money".

Liam noticed Mags approach them quickly, grabbed Third and Branson by the elbow. "Don't worry! you can finish your meal calmly, I think the others won't mind! I'm Liam Nossler by the way, you can all call me Liam. I'm called "Mr. Nossler" most of my time! Or you can finish eating at the game room, I don't think Third'll mind, will you?"
26-02-2004, 00:10
OOC: BTW Brian, are we gonna roleplay the fact that lots of ppl didn't show up? something like "Hmm for some reason I thought there'd be more of you here" or something like that... ?? :D I'm having lotsa fun! good story line, congrats ;)
The Captain
26-02-2004, 02:20
OOC: BTW Brian, are we gonna roleplay the fact that lots of ppl didn't show up? something like "Hmm for some reason I thought there'd be more of you here" or something like that... ?? :D I'm having lotsa fun! good story line, congrats ;)

OOC: Thanks for the compliment! I think we'll just let things go on as if everybody who is here are the only ones who responded to my invite. Perhaps I'll open it p to a few more people, depending on if you guys want more interaction.

IC: "This lodge is for everybody to do as they'd like," Third replied to Liam's statement. "You may eat wherever you want. I trust you all not to make a mess... and if you do, we have excellent cleaning services."
_Taiwan
26-02-2004, 03:31
Branson coughs under his breath.
"Cough! Food fight. Ahem."
The Captain
27-02-2004, 02:43
Third laughed as he sat down at the card table. "If that's what you want! Sometimes I think the cleaning crew does get away with not having to do much these days! As a matter of fact..."

Third took his drink and spilled it all over the card table. "Oops."

Almost immediately, two men came, covered up the table, and carried it out of the room. As the other men stood and watched, a new table was brought in and placed in the exact same spot on the oriental rug.

"Thank you gentlemen." Third pulled out ten thousand dubloons. "Please share this among yourselves. And you may keep the table."
_Taiwan
27-02-2004, 04:14
"Wow, very impressive." Branson says. "So what game will it be?"
Cav
27-02-2004, 16:28
The Emperor was not as much amazed as much as surprised. It wasn't the fact that there were people around who would do it, it was the fact that Third actually did what he did. Emperor Cav had been known to throw money around at times, but never to take advantage of his servants. At least they were paid well.
28-02-2004, 18:08
As Mags approached the group at the card table he was outrightly disgusted at the show opulence. So this was the kinda people he whould have to be one of...
Ah well, he though, here we go.
"Greetings Gentlemen," Mags said, "It's a pleasure to join you all for this little vacation."
The Captain
29-02-2004, 02:08
Third felt a need to explain his actions. "Please, gentlemen, don't think that that's how I always do things. I merely wanted to demonstrate that if you make a mess of anything, you needn't worry about it."

Third sat and started shuffling the cards. "So, what game do you want to play?"
29-02-2004, 02:44
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_Taiwan
29-02-2004, 06:58
Branson looks at Jae.

"Bring it on."
The Captain
01-03-2004, 00:36
OOC: Who's at whose tables?
01-03-2004, 01:46
01-03-2004, 01:46
OOC: Aren't we all at the same table?

IC: "Nice little demonstration there Third. *laughs*."

Liam nodded at everyone who had sat down on the table, He recognized most of them, after all multi-billionaires do not go so lightly off the newspaper.

*introduces himself*

"Whiskey on the rocks and a cigar please." Looks at Jae "you be the dealer then! What's the bet range?" Liam asked as he was counting his chips and arranging them in small piles.
The Captain
01-03-2004, 03:04
OOC: Ok, for some reason I thought things were another way.

IC: "Blackjack? I'm in!" Third yelled. He placed his drink order with Liam's and started up the smalltalk around the table. "So, what do you guys think?"
02-03-2004, 18:54
Mags quietly sat down at the table...
"I suppose a relaxing game of blackjack would do wonders..."
Mags collected some chips. He attempted to calculate how many times he could buy and sell his apartment using this much money.
His mind boggled at the possibilities.
The Captain
04-03-2004, 04:11
"Mr. Green, I see you're being conservative with your money," Third noticed. "I think that's a good idea, especially when you're gambling against those you don't know yet. But, since this is my place, I'm going to make a 10 million dollar bet."
07-03-2004, 00:59
Mags sighed... Of course he couldn't possibly keep up with this...
Shaking his head, Mags spoke, "I'm sorry gentlemen, I'm a still a little flustered from my adventure in the woods." Mags smirked to show his jest. "Perhaps I will merely watch and join in conversation." As he said this he pushed his chips back into the middle.
The Captain
07-03-2004, 07:19
"Of course, Mr. Green. There's no pressure at all. As I have said, here you are free to do as you please."

Third turned and bet $10 million. He'd been doing moderately well so far. After his go, he turned his attention back to Mags.

"So, what kind of business did you say you were in?"
07-03-2004, 10:23
Mags sat back in his chair.
"I didn't actually." Mags remarked, "But it's mostly private investments." The Five civilized nations have some farely large corporations to invest with. Nothing to large in one place though of course... The key is, as they say, diveresification." Mags shifted in his chair "So how about you gentlemen, if I may be so blunt to ask?"
The Captain
08-03-2004, 05:52
Third sat back and took a sip of his drink. "Well, my family has owned Third Enterprises for five generations. We are currently the fifty-eighth largest automobile manufacturing company in the world. Under my guidance, I hope to move us up further and break the top fifty. If that happens, my portfolio will probably double.

"My grandfather started the company with only a few thousand Dubloons in his pocket, and now my name is worth that much. You don't even know how much The Captain and people all over the world like driving our Third automobiles.

"Of course, I have my own investments too. I actually think that I have some stocks in a few 5CN companies. Well, I'd guess that we all have shares of stock in at least one company around the world, and probably more. We all know what goes on in the world, and I'd say that we love making money off it."
_Taiwan
08-03-2004, 06:14
OOC: It looks like we've lost Jae - Sniper Country left NS.

Branson wanders over to the blackjack table.
"I'll do 10 million as well.."
He pushes his chips to the centre of the table.
"Well, I havn't actually diversified much yet. I cashed up on my Taiwanese and European investments, and for now it's all in bonds and gold. I should get back into business soon."
The Captain
08-03-2004, 19:18
OOC: That's too bad, but I understand that everyone's gotta take a break every now and then. So, we have like 5 people total now. Should I open this back up and let a few more join?
_Taiwan
09-03-2004, 07:31
OOC: Perhaps. This seems to be very slow
The Captain
10-03-2004, 07:37
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The Captain
10-03-2004, 07:37
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The Captain
11-03-2004, 06:58
Attention world billionaires! This is your chance to reserve a room at the famous lodge of Thaddius T. Third V! You will become a member of the Billionaire's club and enjoy all the rights and privildges of any person who visits the island.
11-03-2004, 10:21
"Now I remember You," Mags said, looking at third, "Did you grandfather have a statue at an elementary school untill a group of kids brought it down?
The Captain
12-03-2004, 07:32
"Yes sir, that's my grandfather. The kids were nice kids really, and so I used my clout and persuasion to get the government to go easy on them. The mayor gave them a much reduced sentence thanks to my interference.

"Nowadays, I drop one-hundred dollar bills around the towns and see if anybody returns them to me. I've never gotten one back so far. I never expected to though, this being The Captain and all. I guess I owe my entire family's fortune to people like that-- myself included. It's a finders-keepers world out there and luckily I've been on the finders side.

"But don't get me wrong-- I do a lot of good work for the country. Besides providing a wide array of products for the consumers, I am a benefactor to many charities. It's not simply a grab-and-run operation. I see that Third Enterprises gives back to the people who drive our business."
Cav
12-03-2004, 19:22
Emperor Cav hadn't said much lately, mostly because he was taking in the atmosphere of things and enjoying listening to the others talk. The statue subject came up, but Cav wasn't aware of the situation. He decided to put in his own two cents anyway.

"I've never heard of that, but I guess we don't report a lot of international news. I personally love it when somebody makes a statue of me or my family, but I'd probably go easy on a few kids if they didn't mean to tear one down. If they purposefully vandalized it though, I would see that they got a harsh sentence."
The Captain
13-03-2004, 01:11
Third was amused that Cav hadn't heard of the story. He sold the rights to retell the story to a large media conglomerate, and the story was worked into the most popular Saturday morning cartoon show in the nation.

"Emperor, it is a sad thing that you don't know what the story is about. My children love to watch their cartoons, and they like to point out when my grandfather's story is being told via a show about schoolchildren and their recess. Perhaps I can fly in a few DVDs for you to see."
_Taiwan
13-03-2004, 01:31
"Wow, we have quite a lot of statue fans here." Branson remarked. "I took a course in scuplture a while back and made a statue of myself, pity it didn't look like me at all."
The Captain
14-03-2004, 02:55
OOC: If you are reading this and you're not already a part, join up! This RP has been opened back up for more to join!

IC: "Although I haven't carved any statues myself, I have indeed posed for a few," Third admitted. "Those guys do a lot of work, and I pay them very well for it. I've also got a few Michangelo scupltures in my wing of the museum in Mount Captain, and one that I keep in my own private home overlooking the capital city."

He turned to Mags. "Are you a statue fan, Mr. Green? Or do you prefer another kind of art?"
_Taiwan
14-03-2004, 04:38
"Yes, I'd be very interest to know that as well. Myself, I prefer the music of Pachalbel and Handel, art's not really my thing."
The Captain
15-03-2004, 03:18
"You know, I am more of a fan of classical music than I am of art. We were talking about statues, but since you brought it up, my favorite style is Baroque. Bach and Handel are my personal favories. I'm a big fan of Beethoven and Mozart too, but Baroque is my thing. I've donated greatly to the cathedral in Mount Captain to have their organ player give concerts there. You haven't heard the organ until you've heard it in our Saint Matthew's."
The Captain
15-03-2004, 03:29
"You know, I am more of a fan of classical music than I am of art. We were talking about statues, but since you brought it up, my favorite style is Baroque. Bach and Handel are my personal favories. I'm a big fan of Beethoven and Mozart too, but Baroque is my thing. I've donated greatly to the cathedral in Mount Captain to have their organ player give concerts there. You haven't heard the organ until you've heard it in our Saint Matthew's."
15-03-2004, 03:43
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_Taiwan
15-03-2004, 06:14
"Yes, I find Baroque music so...invigorating. Right now, I'm in the midst of building a Harpsichord back at home."
Matrex
15-03-2004, 06:31
I would love to join this great club. As king of Matrex I am well over the mark. I would love to come to the island I have been waiting for this opportunity. I don't get a chance to talk to people with my same financial stature. I shall be waiting for your response.

King Matrex Locke
Austar Union
15-03-2004, 06:40
Gilligan Pertoni, has a networth of about $56 Billion. Here is his stats:


Name: Gilligan Pertoni

Sex: Male

Age: 21

Networth: $56 Billion

How he got so rich: Only heir to grandfather's estate

Other Notes: He is not considered to be any kind of "posh" person at all. In fact, he enjoys doing the same thing any other 21yr old likes to do. Only Gilligan has way more money...


He is flying in at the moment on his private aircraft...
15-03-2004, 20:11
"Actually," Mags chimed in, "I prefer the dramatic Arts myself."
He paused for a second.
"I've funded a theater or two back home in order to promote the culture. I love the classics, espescially Othello and Amadeus. Anyone else a fan?"
15-03-2004, 20:37
With a Bourbon Sour in hand, raises a glass to Mr. Third...May he always be remembered!

*Hands out Montecristo #4s to all the gentlemen of the room...tamps pipe and relights it.
The Captain
16-03-2004, 00:18
I would love to join this great club. As king of Matrex I am well over the mark. I would love to come to the island I have been waiting for this opportunity. I don't get a chance to talk to people with my same financial stature. I shall be waiting for your response.

King Matrex Locke

Mr. Third would be extremely pleased to invite you to his island. You may arrive at any time you wish.

Stacy Williams
Executive Secretary

He is flying in at the moment on his private aircraft...

We have runway 15 cleared and ready to receive Mr. Pertoni's jet. A car will bring him from the airport to the lodge.
The Captain
17-03-2004, 07:19
"Actually," Mags chimed in, "I prefer the dramatic Arts myself."
He paused for a second.
"I've funded a theater or two back home in order to promote the culture. I love the classics, espescially Othello and Amadeus. Anyone else a fan?"

"Theater doesn't do a lot for me, but I have been known to frequent some of the Shakespeare shows. With the state of the arts in The Captain, I don't know if we'd have a theare anymore if I didn't attend performances!"

Third then took the cigar offered to him by the man from The Good Old Boys. "Thank you sir," he said, reaching into his pocket for the lighter. "And why don't you tell us about yourself?"
Matrex
17-03-2004, 07:22
King Locke is waiting a board the “The Wiz I “to land.
Austar Union
17-03-2004, 07:30
Landing, Mr Pertoni hopped out of his plane. He looked around at the landscape. His private assistant, Robert Fergerson jumped out behind him carrying two large suitcases. Immediatly, they began to walk towards the passenger lobby.
17-03-2004, 07:33
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The Captain
18-03-2004, 06:22
Landing, Mr Pertoni hopped out of his plane. He looked around at the landscape. His private assistant, Robert Fergerson jumped out behind him carrying two large suitcases. Immediatly, they began to walk towards the passenger lobby.

A man dressed in a nice-but-not-too-nice suit met the men in the lobby. "Gentlemen, welcome to Third Island. My name is Adam, and I will take you to Mr. Third's lodge."

He took them to the entrance, where a Bentley was waiting for them. Adam loaded the bags into the trunk and drove off towards the lodge.


******************* Meanwhile *******************

Jae took a final sip from his drink, of which he had been really sipping on for a few hours. He stood up.

"Gentlemen, I thank you for your hopsitality, but I believe I will be retiring for the night. Please excuse me if you are woken early in the morning, around four, by my preparing to go out hunting. Again, thank you, and have a good night."

Jae placed his drink down, and started to walk towards the hall. Suddenly, he stopped, and turned around.

"Um, Mr. Third? Would you be so kind as to have someone show me to my room? I can't seem to remember where it is," he said, embarrassed.

"Certainly, Mr. Medders. You know, if I keep drinking tonight, I won't be able to find my own room tonight!" Third motioned to one of the servants waiting to be ordered around. "Steve, please show Mr. Medders to his room."

"Yes sir. Right this way, Mr. Medders," Steve said, motioning to the stairs. "Sir, you mentioned awakening early tomorrow. Would you like me to inform the kitchen staff to have breakfast ready for you?

"Enjoy yourself tomorrow morning! Hunt all that you want!" Third yelled just as the men turned to climb the stairs.
Austar Union
18-03-2004, 06:28
Landing, Mr Pertoni hopped out of his plane. He looked around at the landscape. His private assistant, Robert Fergerson jumped out behind him carrying two large suitcases. Immediatly, they began to walk towards the passenger lobby.

A man dressed in a nice-but-not-too-nice suit met the men in the lobby. "Gentlemen, welcome to Third Island. My name is Adam, and I will take you to Mr. Third's lodge."

He took them to the entrance, where a Bentley was waiting for them. Adam loaded the bags into the trunk and drove off towards the lodge.


"Thankyou kind sir for picking us up," yelled Mr Pertoni to the driver, "I appreciate your hospitalitity."
The Captain
18-03-2004, 06:57
"Thankyou kind sir for picking us up," yelled Mr Pertoni to the driver, "I appreciate your hospitalitity."

Adam chuckled to himself a bit. "Sir, if you think this is hospitality, you haven't seen a thing..."

He drove them to the lodge, where they were greeted by even more servants. Their bags were taken to their rooms, and Adam walked in with them. "This is Mr. Third's lodge. He has another house on the island, but he doesn't stay there when we have guests. He and a group are in the game room playing some cards. I can either introduce you, or you can retire to your rooms for the night. You gentlemen are free to do as you please here, so don't think anybody will take any offense if your trip was tiring."
18-03-2004, 20:37
" I believe I need a short break as well, Gentlemen." Mags Spoke, "If you'll excuse..."
He proceeded to back away from the table and make his way off to his room.
OOC: I'm really sorry guys that I havn't been updating very often. I'm on spring break right now and not able to get on as much as I would like. I'll be back in full swing next week.
-Andy
The Captain
19-03-2004, 03:36
OOC: I understand. Luckily there are new people coming in when other people take breaks. It's working out pretty well so far.

IC: Third took the cigar out of his mouth. "Mr. Green, if you need anything in the night, just dial '0' on your phone and somebody will be able to help you. Wake up whenever you like tomorrow, and do what you wish!"
The Captain
19-03-2004, 04:40
King Locke is waiting a board the “The Wiz I “to land.

"The Wiz One, this is Third Island Air Control. You have been granted clearance to land on runway two-niner."
_Taiwan
19-03-2004, 12:32
"Oh dear, it seems like it may be time to retire for the night."
Kelonian States
19-03-2004, 12:42
Kelonia's foremost businesswoman, Sarah Turnovich, sends her congratulations on organising such a meeting of the rich and expresses her desire to attend. Her wealth easily qualifies her to attend this meeting, her fortune standing at $43b, being Kelonia's leading software tycoon.

Given Kelonia's current involvement in conflict with terrorists, Ms. Turnovic requests permission for a few of her personal bodyguards to attend - her high status in Kelonian society makes her a target who needs protecting, and we can assure you the guards will be very discreet.

Ms. Turnovic awaits your permission before boarding her private helicopter...
The Captain
20-03-2004, 05:44
Kelonia's foremost businesswoman, Sarah Turnovich, sends her congratulations on organising such a meeting of the rich and expresses her desire to attend. Her wealth easily qualifies her to attend this meeting, her fortune standing at $43b, being Kelonia's leading software tycoon.

Given Kelonia's current involvement in conflict with terrorists, Ms. Turnovic requests permission for a few of her personal bodyguards to attend - her high status in Kelonian society makes her a target who needs protecting, and we can assure you the guards will be very discreet.

Ms. Turnovic awaits your permission before boarding her private helicopter...

Ms. Turnovic,

We are pleased that you are interested in the Billionaire's Club. Of course you can bring some bodyguards, and they will be accomidated. We have anticipated the fact that national leaders will visit us, and we have our own security systems as well. The Navy of The Captain patrols the area around the island, and we have a well-trained security force on the island. Your bodyguards will be welcomed though. Enjoy your trip to Third Island!

Stacy P. Williams
Executive Secretary
20-03-2004, 06:37
Mr. Thadeus Delaney and his wife Mrs. Andrea Delaney would be thrilled to stay at the Club. They are not worth as much as others there, with a net worth of 4 billion, but Mr. Thadeus is a well-known Trinsian businessman none the less. He is CEO of Trinisoft Technologies Incorperated. Would you be so willing to accomadate them? If so, Philip Winslow, their valet, would accompany them. Thank you for this oppurtunity.
The Captain
20-03-2004, 06:44
Mr. Thadeus Delaney and his wife Mrs. Andrea Delaney would be thrilled to stay at the Club. They are not worth as much as others there, with a net worth of 4 billion, but Mr. Thadeus is a well-known Trinsian businessman none the less. He is CEO of Trinisoft Technologies Incorperated. Would you be so willing to accomadate them? If so, Philip Winslow, their valet, would accompany them. Thank you for this oppurtunity.

Mr. and Mrs. Delaney,

You are welcome to come to Third Island any time. We are not concerned with the specific amount of your immense wealth, just that you have acquired enough to add that ninth zero to your portfolio. It is not a requirement to be super-rich, as everybody elligible can pretty much do whatever they want. We look foward to seeing you two and Mr. Winslow on Third Island!

Stacy P. Williams
Executive Secretary to Thaddius T. Third V
20-03-2004, 06:59
Excellent, Mr. Third. Eagle 1 is en route to Third Island.
(OOC:I'll post tomorrow.)
20-03-2004, 17:14
Delaney looked upon the water from his window seat in Eagle 1.
"Lovely. I'm glad I brought my kayak."
"I hope you're not planning on using that in the ocean?"
"I'll hope there is a river on the island.
(They're approaching the Island.)
The Captain
20-03-2004, 19:07
"Eagle One, this is Third Island Air Traffic Control. You have been cleared for landing on runway one-five."

OOC: We've got rivers and a few small lakes on the island, along with the ocean.
21-03-2004, 00:32
The plane circled the airfield before touching down on the runway. A stairway folded out of the side. Thadeus Delaney, wearing a suit and vest, stepped down with a suitcase. He had gray hair at his temples and a brown, well-trimmed beard. Behind him came Andrea Delaney. Both were about fifty. Philip Winslow, a young man, came out with two large suitcases. Also, two pilots came down the stairs, each carrying a light kayak.
"After these are taken care of, we'll fly back home."said the plane's captain. "Enjoy your holiday sirs and madam."
"Yours also!" exclaimed Mr. Delaney "Spain is beautiful this time of year, Mark, and the alps have wonderful slopes, Charles. Farewell!"
_Taiwan
21-03-2004, 05:05
(Seeing as everyone's gone to sleep, should it be morning soon?)
The Captain
21-03-2004, 19:11
OOC: Taiwan, Yeah I was gonna do that probably for the next arrival, unless somebody wants to get up in the middle of the night. Oh well, we can always change things.

IC: It was early in the morning when Eagle 1 from Trinis landed at the airport. Things there were already bustling with activity, awaiting new arrivals and coordinating departures.

There were two cars waiting at the stairs of the plane. As the three disembarked, they were greeted by one of Third's drivers.

"Hello sirs, madam. I'll be your driver today. We'll get you loaded up and bring you to Mr. Third's lodge. He put the bags in the trunk of the first car and oversaw as two more men strapped the kayaks to the chase car.

"We'll get going now, if you are ready."
21-03-2004, 23:42
The Delaneys and Winslow stepped into the leading car as their plane began to taxi away.
"Hm, I can't wait to meet the illustrious Mr. Third." Thadeus Delaney felt the car's leather interior. "You really know how to spoil your guests, huh, old boy?" He lightly hit the driver's shoulder.
"Thadeus!"murmured Andrea.
The driver slightly rolled his eyes and smiled. "We like to think so, sir."
The Captain
22-03-2004, 04:09
The Delaneys and Winslow stepped into the leading car as their plane began to taxi away.
"Hm, I can't wait to meet the illustrious Mr. Third." Thadeus Delaney felt the car's leather interior. "You really know how to spoil your guests, huh, old boy?" He lightly hit the driver's shoulder.
"Thadeus!"murmured Andrea.
The driver slightly rolled his eyes and smiled. "We like to think so, sir."

The car pulled up to the lodge as the sun started to shine through the trees. It was cool outside, and not that humid. Thaddius T. Third V was walking through the garden and talking with his head landscaper when he received a call notifying him that new arrivals were on their way.

The gates opened and the Bentley drove up the long driveway to the entrance. Third was standing at the double doors, watching the car pull up. When it did, the driver went around and opened the doors, while the two men in the other car pulled off the kayaks and brought them to the back.

"Welcome to Third Island!" He never got tired of saying that. "I am Thaddius T. Third, the Fifth. Here, you are kings... and queens," he said to Mrs. Delaney.
_Taiwan
22-03-2004, 04:38
Branson awoke to the chirping of birds and the rays of sunshine that came in through his window. He could hear voices from outside, and looked outside to see the new arrival.

"Ahoy!" he yells.
_Taiwan
22-03-2004, 04:42
Branson awoke to the chirping of birds and the rays of sunshine that came in through his window. He could hear voices from outside, and looked outside to see the new arrival.

"Ahoy!" he yells.
Cav
22-03-2004, 07:45
Emperor Cav heard some commotion and looked at the clock. Still too early for a guy on vacation. Cav figured that he could get his breakfast made at any time by the chefs here.

He looked at the pillow next to him. He sent The Empress home after the scare with the plane crash, but now found himself missing somebody to share his bed with. Oh well, the whole bed is mine, he thought, moving to the center of the bed and falling back to sleep.
Austar Union
22-03-2004, 07:56
After a nice sleep, Mr Pertoni rose from his bed. After dressing himself, he exited his room, walking down the hallway, entering the card room he had seen the night before. He began to look around to see if anyone was there...
The Captain
23-03-2004, 05:29
"Good morning sir," one of the servants said, taking a break from cleaning the room. "There's breakfast in the dining room, anything you want. Just let the chefs know. Is there anything I can help you with?"
Austar Union
23-03-2004, 06:28
"Uh no, that should be fine thanks...", replied Mr Pertoni.

He immediatly began to walk towards the dining room, hoping that a simple breakfast of bacon and eggs would be available, and also hoping that he wouldnt have to dine alone...
23-03-2004, 23:48
((To avoid any confusion, I'll refer to "my" Thadeus as just Delaney.))
The Delaneys and Winslow all shook hands with their host.
"It's such a pleasure to be staying at this fine island of yours." Andrea shook with Thaddius Third.
"Yes yes, indeed. I see you have come to personally greet your guests. I like that." Delaney said.
"See something of yourself in Mr. Third? Perhaps you should take him under your wing as an intern in your company." joked Andrea.
"Hm! Well, Mr. Third, I didn't realize at what hour we had arrived. I hoped we haven't awoken anyone."
24-03-2004, 03:27
Mags was still sore from yesterdays exploits but managed to shake himself awake and stumble out of bed. After quickly dressing he headed towards the dining room. He had heard the planes landing all night and was eager to meet the new billionaires.
"Let's see what today brings, shall we?"
The Captain
25-03-2004, 04:02
Third laughed at Mrs. Delaney's comment. "My dear lady, my days of interning are over. But I bet I'd be a pretty damn good one."

He turned and motioned them towards the double doors, held open by a servant. "As for your arrival time, there are usually helicopter patrols around the island at night, so plane traffic wouldn't make much of a difference. Besides, I had the best soundproofing installed in this place."

They walked inside to the foyer, looking forwards at the spiraled staircase. Third stopped them there as two men walked by with the Trinis party's bags. "This lodge should be treated as your own house. If you need anything, we will be more than glad to help you out. You may do anything you like on the island, so long as it conforms to general societal morals (no murder etc.). It seems that a few people are up, and breakfast is being served. You are more than welcome to join, but I'll understand if you want to go up to your rooms."
Cav
25-03-2004, 06:23
Emperor Cav's PDA went off, alerting him of the news of the day, along with reports from the Defense, Intelligence, and Finance ministries. It was a boring day in Cav, which is why The Emperor was glad for a vacation.

Well, I guess I should get up and be social. I am the representative from my country and all, Cav thought.

He arose and went to his walk-in closet. His shirts and pants were hung, and his shoes were shined and placed on the rack. He looked at his ties. Not today. Today is casual day. Cav was tiring of wearing suits every day. He actually preferred his ceremonial garments to a regular old business suit. But there were very few occasions where he could wear the crown, sword and robe these days, really only on holidays and special occasions.

Cav picked a pair of khakis and a polo shirt. It was nothing fancy, just a designer polo shirt and a pair of pants. It felt good.

He laid the clothes out in the room adjoining the bathroom. He turned on the water and then called down to the kitchen.

"Yes, this is Cav. I'm coming down for breakfast in twenty minutes and I'd like scrambled eggs, bacon, a waffle, sausage, a bowl of cereal, and a piece of toast, lightly toasted. I'll take a glass of orange juice and a cup of coffee... Thank you."

He hung up the phone and got in the shower. When he was done, he put on his casual clothes and headed downstairs to eat.
The Captain
26-03-2004, 00:16
"Yes sir! Right away sir!" the chef exclaimed. "Eggs, waffles, OJ, coffee, toast, bacon, sausage in twenty minutes!" he yelled to the cooking staff. He was one of the greatest chefs in The Captain, and that's why Third paid him so well.

****************

Third was walking into the dining area and ran into Pertoni on his way. "Good morning!" he said cheerfully. "I hope everything was well for you last night."
26-03-2004, 01:16
"Yes, I think we'll just put away our things first."
The two men carrying the luggage showed them to their rooms. Winslow went into his adjoining room after helping his employers. After freshening up, they stepped into the hallway.
"Well, I suppose we should go down and meet the others."suggested Andrea.
Cav
26-03-2004, 05:29
Cav walked out of his room and down the stairs. He felt comfortable, which is just what he needed on this vacation. He noticed people coming and going, but it seemed that more people were taking up Third's offer to visit his lodge.

When he got to the breakfast area, he found the nearest waiter and announced that he was there. He decided to look around to find a place to sit and eat with some of his new acquaintances.
_Taiwan
26-03-2004, 10:34
Branson gets dressed and heads down to the breakfast area. He had decided to wear a Hawaiian shirt and cargo pants. Once there, he asked the waiter for the menu.
The Captain
27-03-2004, 08:45
Branson gets dressed and heads down to the breakfast area. He had decided to wear a Hawaiian shirt and cargo pants. Once there, he asked the waiter for the menu.

"Good morning sir!" the waiter greeted Branson. "A menu, here you go!" The menu was basically anything anybody could ever want. If a guest's choice wasn't on the menu, it was flown in on a supersonic jet from the mainland. "You can call me over whenever you're ready."
27-03-2004, 17:05
The Delaneys and Winslow enter the breakfast area. They look for a place to sit and get acquainted.
Anti-Nazis
27-03-2004, 17:15
The CEO of Anti-Nazis MICROHARD inc. is asking of you will except him to your mansion if it is not too late?HE makes about 200 billion a year.He has also one of the new Boeing 7E7's.So is their any way he could come?If yes,is your mansins airport big enough for a 7E7?
The Captain
28-03-2004, 06:01
The CEO of Anti-Nazis MICROHARD inc. is asking of you will except him to your mansion if it is not too late?HE makes about 200 billion a year.He has also one of the new Boeing 7E7's.So is their any way he could come?If yes,is your mansins airport big enough for a 7E7?

Mr. CEO,

We would be pleased to have you at Third Island. Your plane will fit at our airport, which is just a really long runway and a terminal. We can accomidate almost any plane in the world.

We await your arrival!

Stacy P. Williams
Executive Secretary to Mr. Third
28-03-2004, 06:12
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Anti-Nazis
28-03-2004, 19:16
The CEO of Anti-Nazis MICROHARD inc. is asking of you will except him to your mansion if it is not too late?HE makes about 200 billion a year.He has also one of the new Boeing 7E7's.So is their any way he could come?If yes,is your mansins airport big enough for a 7E7?

Mr. CEO,

We would be pleased to have you at Third Island. Your plane will fit at our airport, which is just a really long runway and a terminal. We can accomidate almost any plane in the world.

We await your arrival!

Stacy P. Williams
Executive Secretary to Mr. Third


We will be arriving in about 5 NS hours
The Captain
29-03-2004, 03:19
Anti-Nazis, we await your arrival.

******************

The breakfast room faced southeast, and the sun was shining through the large windows. Third was reading the newspaper, waiting for his food when he saw the Delaneys and Winslow enter. He put down his paper and walked over to them.

"Glad to see you decided on breakfast. Our head chef is really something. He can make you anything you'd like. May I recommend the western omlette?"
30-03-2004, 00:48
Andrea looked out the window and enjoyed the heat on her arm. Third Island was quite different from cold northern Trinis.
"Sounds wonderful. Where's the waiter? Yes, that omlette sounds quite good, with some tea." requested Andrea.
"I'll have scrambled eggs and toast." chimed in Delaney.
"Just a bagel, please." asked Winslow.
"Now, where are our fellow guests?" Delaney asked as he looked around.
The Captain
31-03-2004, 07:03
"Excellent choices." Third called over the waiter and told him the order.

He turned back to the group. "Most of our guests should be downstairs soon. I've heard news that some of them are up, and we've got one guest already out and hunting. One of our staff saw him leaving.

"Oh, there's Mr. Branson from Taiwan," Third said, pointing to the man talking to the waiter.
_Taiwan
31-03-2004, 08:44
"Just some Spring Rolls and Sao Mi will be fine thank you."
He slips the waiter a hundred dollar bill as a tip.

Looking in the direction of the Trinisian group, he decides to strike up a friendly conversation while he waited for the food to arrive. He brushs his hair a little and walks over to them.

"Hi..."
31-03-2004, 22:52
"There comes Mr.Branson now."whispered Andrea.
"Hello, good sir, you're Mr.Branson, correct? So nice to meet you."Delaney shook hands with the man. "I'm Thadeus Delaney."
"I'm Andrea." She offered her hand to Branson.
"I'm Winslow, their assistant."