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Wasted Genius

12-03-2006, 06:14

Camera positions, lighting, set dressing: Background location: Outdoors, Night, hilltop overlooking the former site of Boise, Idaho. The city was destroyed, rebuilt underground, but "light traces" outline former roadways, buildings and attractions (CGI outsourced to DreamWorks). Foreground: One tree frames to overhead and to right, set in silhouette, two workmen, lit stage front low and right.

Scene: The workmen (gravediggers) are unearthing a grave. It has been a long day for them and they are weary. It is now the late hours of night. The last item on their job ticket is to exhume the body of one "At Masok - Prime Minister, Wasted Genius"

Action:

Gravedigger 1: Hey Harry, you think therz any truth to this thing about this guy being the Prime Minister of the country?

Gravedigger 2: Eh, I dunno. Whatsitooya? Lets jes get the box outta the hole an go get a coupla beers.

GD1: Yeah, but whaddya think? They say he was poisoned by some secret society that tried to take over the world. Doncha think thats important?

GD2: Only if he'll buy me a beer after I get his wormy ass out of this hole. Now dig, OK?

GD1: Yeah, yeah, I guess yer right. He's been in here a long time. He's prolly nothin but bones and an ol' cheap suit by now.

*sounds of digging*

*the hollow thump of shovel against wood*

GD1: Hey! I think I got 'im. Looks like yer the one who's buyin' tonight Harry.

GD2: Eh, yeah, (shit). Awright awright, get a strap unner the box. Lets pop him.

The gravediggers struggle to dislodge the coffin from the soil. Finally, they work it to the surface.

GD1: Thats it Harry, we can put him on the truck an' head back. Hey, you wanna take the first look at a dead Prime Minister?

Harry hesitates, but finally gives into his curiosity.

GD2: Awright, go ahead an open it up.

They work at the lid of the coffin, expecting to find nothing but decayed bones and rotted cloth.

*Sounds of Caribbean party music*

*Light bursts out of the coffin*

At Masok sits bolt upright, a lei around his neck, a martini in his hand.

At Masok: "What took you boys so long? Come on in! Plenty of drinks and appetizers for everybody! Let me introduce you to my new cabinet! Come on in boys, we got lots of work to do: The damn Republicans have run this world straight to hell while I've been down here and we gotta fix it fast!! But first a toast! Here's to Wasted Genius! Here's to the Blue States! Woooooohooooo!!!!"

*music to the foreground*

*fade out*

:D ~WG

Maineiacs

12-03-2006, 06:49

I'll reply to that as soon as I can stop LMFAO! :D

Spartan Alliance

12-03-2006, 07:49

Yea i talk to Seaquest, not sure if he is going to continue. I will ask him. Neways.

Moscow, Russia, Spartan Alliance Territory

"Today we are celebrating our Emperor. The Military is marching through the streets, and even marching on capitol main street. Today is a glorious day for the Empire. More to come later."

Maineiacs

12-03-2006, 08:21

Maps have been posted on pg 1 to show territorial claims for the current active nations. Still no word from SQ, Poland or 501st, eh?

Maineiacs

12-03-2006, 08:52

A brief history of Maineiacs 2109-2123

2109: Peace treaty with 501st Legion ends Scudder coup and Scudder/Legion War.

Fusion plants opened in Cumberland, Allegheney Provinces

2110: New Democrats regain control of Senate

2111: Maglev lines resume construction, except proposed line to Denver, Wasted Genius

2112: Barbara Svenson (SD, Dakota) re-elected president.

2113: Quebecois Separtist movement started by former Senator Rene Lesveque

2114:ND's make small gains in off year elections

2113 - 2122 Isolationist period begins. Trade dries up, market plummets (2115)

2115: Quebecois Separtists defeated after much of Montreal destroyed. Quebec placed under milltary rule. Lesveque exiled to Northern Nunavut.

2116: Quebec, economic crises sweep Reform Party into power. James Holland (Reform, Florida) elected president.

2117: Pres. Holland denationlizes industry, kills civilian space program.

2118: ND's regain Senate, form veto-proof alliance with SD's Reform Party left with 50 seats.

Pres. Holland impeached for "malfeasance of office", but acquitted.

2119: reactor accident at Goose Bay, Newfoundland kills 3,000; leaves town uninhabitable; intense heat triggers storm in North Atlantic which devatates parts of Kallaliit Nunaat and Legion- held Iceland.

2120: Henry (Hank) Ballard (ND, Nebraska) elected President. Vows to end economic crisis, re-nationalize industry, and restart space program.

2121: Economic boom, as confidence in Energy Credit is restored, send value of ECr to more than double its 2108 level. GDP in 2122 is double pre-Scudder level.

Millitary rule in Quebec ends.

2122: Diplomatic overtures made to WG, Defuniak, Spartan Alliance.

Off year elections see ND's control 2/3 of Senate, SD's 30%, Socialists 3%. Reform Party ceases to function beyond local level in Mississippi, Florida, Cumberland Provinces, and ceases to exist in most other areas.

Maineiacs

12-03-2006, 09:35

From MBC News:

Maineiacs must reach out, rejoin world, says Senator

Maineacs City February 14, 2123

Today, in a speech to the Psyciatric Society of Maineiacs, Senator Allison McDermott (SD, Allegheney) advocated furthering Pres. Ballard's diplomatic intiative by calling for a renewal of our American League Alliances, and even with former rivals. "Now is the time" she said "to at last begin to realize mankind's long held hope of permanant lasting peace. We long ago defeated racism and sexism in this nation. Now we need to work to end the scourge of nationalism. As mental health care professionals, we know the importance of peaceful, equitable interactions between people. We must strive to at long last extend this to a trans-national level." Sen. McDermott, daughter of former President Anderson McDermott, earned a PhD in Psychology from Harvard in 2116, and finished her residency at Johns Hopkins in 2120. She was elected to the Senate in November.

Spartan Alliance

12-03-2006, 10:18

The Speech given today by our Emperor, Czar Alexander Driscall I:

"Today great citizens, is a glorious day. Today we rebuild our empire to her full potential. First, all children will be drafted and trained at the age of 5. You will then only leave the armed forces or the police force if you die or are unable to wield a weapon. Second government funding will now do strictly to Defence: Defence Research and Construction of new ships, tanks, bigger and better guns; the rest of the government funding will go to law & order, there will be no crime what so ever in this empire. Third we will promote nationalism and you will not work for money but the right to be a citizen of The Galactic Empire of the Spartan Alliance. Today we dawn into a new age. Be prepared my fellow Spartans for we do not know what lies ahead of us."

Defuniak

12-03-2006, 15:43

The King sat on his ceremonial platform overlooking the Shipyard. This new ship... The Bindo, was beautiful. Slender, Shiny, and Cheap. Hundreds are to be produced in the Many shipyards of the New Empire. He stared proudly at his nations creation. It was certainly worth ending the Anarchy, even if just to give rise to this. One of his Advisers walked up to him.

"Your Heigness, The Scientist has finalized his new Tank design."
"Really?"
"Yes, It is the DT-1 Amphibious Main Battle Tank."
"Authorize Construction, Send the News to head of the Military."
"There is more, Sire"
"More?"
"He has completed a new Police Vehicle as well."
"Make Sure this researcher is rewarded."

The Adviser Strolled away, looking at the new ship with equal awe as his king.

Maineiacs

12-03-2006, 23:41

Allison McDermott waited nervously for her meeting with Senate Minority leader Kimble Horace (SD, Aroostook). She knew what this was about, but she really didn't feel she ought to be blamed for what happened elsewhere. She rose to greet the man as he entered his office.
"Good afternoon, Senator." she said as calmly as she could manange.
"Sit down, Senator." said Horace, brusquely.
"Sir, if this is about my speech..." she began.
"It most certainly is," he cut her off "what, may I ask, were you thinking? You do realize this has made us look foolish before the entire world, do you not?"
"Sir, I was merely expressing what many citizens of Maineiacs feel to be right." she said.
"That's as may be," he replied "but, much as this country has tried for the last dozen years to pretend it exists in a vacuum, we do not. The world is listening, Senator. I'm sure our friends found your speech as embarrassing as I did, and I'm sure that the Legion and the Spartan Alliance found it most encouraging."
"Sir, with all due repect, we don't even know if there is such a thing as the 501st legion. So far as MFIT has been able to determine, they're in chaos right now."
"All the more reason to be careful," said Horace "if the Legion is in chaos right now, all the easier for some madman to seize power. You of all people should know how little it takes for a despot to come to power."
"Yes, sir." she said, her face darkening with the painful memory of what she and her father went through under Scudder's Proctors.
"What must your father think?" he asked.
"My father supports me." she said (actually, Anderson McDermott had said much the same to her as had Horace, with a few more profanities thrown in. But he didn't need to know that.)
"Hmmph. Well, do try to think before you open your mouth, Senator. We have much damage control ahead of us, both as a party and as a nation. Be Thankful I managed to convince the Party not to offer you up as a sacrifice. I assure you, it is only out of respeft for your father that they agreed. Good day, Senator."
"Good day."

Spartan Alliance

13-03-2006, 00:01

On Board the SS Executor. In the Emperor's quarters.

"Welcome Grand Admiral Christopher. I am most glad to see you."
"Emperor it is an honor to always meet with you. I have wonderful news."
"Please go ahead my fellow Spartan."
"Sir after you speech yesterday, millions upon millions of people flocked to the recruitment offices, women went back to the factories producing upon scales that we thought would never come, and the children running around the country screaming out 'WE ARE SPARTANS!' Sir this is a most glorious time for our Empire."
"The thing is Admiral, one of our allies, Maineiacs, seems to be trying to end nationalism. I guess people do not see the good that is coming from our nation."
"Emperor, once the whole Empire sees what is going on, they will always be chanting, and singing songs of victory. Of our past and of our future. We are finally going to fully unite under one banner and finally call ourselves true spartans."
"Admiral you are most correct, to the Bridge, lets rally up the crews spirit with our chant."
"Which one sir?"
"The one about our past and about how we came out of the dark times." *Goes up to com* "Sailors, soldiers, and even civilians aboard this vessel. Join with me, your Emperor as we chant into a song about how we came out of the dark times and became a glorious Empire." *Begins chanting and singing in very old Spartan Language*

A few seconds go by and the whole ship is like a giant megaphone, with every man, woman, and child singing along with their Emperor.

"Admiral let us once again dawn into a new and glorious age."

Defuniak

13-03-2006, 01:39

An Bindo Class Corvette glassily cruised across an remote part of the Pacific. The Crew was silently attending their duties, when one of them men yelled, Land HO!

Ahead of them was an uncharted island. It seemed never used except for a heavily Bombed area on the Side of an Mountain. The Ship was on Drug Patrol, and as routine, they had to explore the Island.

As they cruised towards the island, something was coming towards them. Under the water, a large Object was speedily heading towards them. As this happened, one of the crew were looking at an map. They were close to Midway island, as it was just out of sight. Thinking of Midway, the captain remembered the old, insane emperor. He gasped and yelled, "Men, Turn Around NOW!"

It was too late. A Gigantic Red Antenna with a circle on top rose out of the water. Almost in unison, A Red hand With a white palm rose as well. The Hand Rose Up, and Smashed the small corvette. The Entire Crew was killed instantly. The Giant Red, and oddly disturbing looking creature headed west.

The Tellynator was going on vacation to Tokyo.

OOC: Some of you old guys may remember the old Project Teletubby. This island was artificially made by the Emperor, but his bunker on the mountain was destroyed during an unknown explosion. The blast Detroyed the Emperors Mind, and as he was going crazy, stole an boat anbd went to midway island, were he was found mad, and sent to an assylum. Operation Teletubby however, had remained, feeding of of the Fauna of The Artificial Island, growing Larger and Larger....

Defuniak

13-03-2006, 01:43

Sorry, but since the 501st is inactive, Can I have China, India, Nepal, and the Siamese Peninsula? Its not much, so I hope I can have it. Also, I would like the Other half of Indonesia.

Thanks

Maineiacs

13-03-2006, 02:38

Sorry, but since the 501st is inactive, Can I have China, India, Nepal, and the Siamese Peninsula? Its not much, so I hope I can have it. Also, I would like the Other half of Indonesia.

Thanks

Not Just yet. I'm still wiating to see if SQ is coming back, and SA said he has a friend who may join, also I may advertise for new players. You may at least get part of it, but we'll have to see.

Maineiacs

13-03-2006, 03:50

It's nearly time for this year's Maineiacs' Film Board (Lenny) awards. This year's nominees in the major catagories are:

Best Actor --

Spencer Powers, The Kindness of Sarah
Benjamin Stockton, Into the Mouth of Hell
Kevin Neely, Lovely Town
Kurt Hamilton, Esacpe From Defuniak
Ron Martz, The Anderson McDermott Story

Best Actress--

Jane Webley, The Kindness of Sarah
Meredith Fowler, Princess of the Hudson
Jamie Harrison, Ladies' Night
Natalie Paulson, Olympus Mons
Carla Gutierrez, Escape from Defuniak

Best Supporting Actor--

Lawrence Kilgore, Lovely Town
Nick Popadopoulos, Olympus Mons
Fred Taylor, Into the Mouth of Hell
Steve Gerry, Hell High
Richard Wallace, Princess of the Hudson

Best Supprting Actress--

Margaret Finch, Chemical Jody
Francine Forman, Hell High
Christine Kelly, The Anderson McDermott Story
Maryann Franklin, Olympus Mons
Dora Sapp, Lovely Town

Best Director--

Conor McLaughlin, The Kindness of Sarah
Brice Fulton, Lovely Town
Candace Murphy, Ladies' Night
Phillippe Delacroix, Mon Dieu!
Burton Strong, Chemical Jody

Best Song --

"Can We Get Started?", Lovely Town
"Let's Get Down", Ladies' Night
"No Me Deje Ser Entendido Mal", Into The Mouth of Hell
"C'a Pu Etre Plus Mauvais", Mon Dieu!
"End of the Universe", Chemical Jody

Best Picture --

The Kindness of Sarah
The Anderson McDermott Story
Into the Mouth of Hell
Lovely Town
Mon Dieu!

We are accepting nominees for the catagory of Best Foreign Film

Defuniak

13-03-2006, 05:45

The King has decided to send his favorite video:

Japanese Animated Porn- Tentacles!

Maineiacs

13-03-2006, 07:12

An oversized cookie to the person that figures out the private joke in my nominees list.

P.S. Defuniak, you're a sick man. :D

Wasted Genius

13-03-2006, 07:37

The King has decided to send his favorite video:

Japanese Animated Porn- Tentacles!

Though technically banned in Wasted Genius (The EWM tends to go on a rampage if she detects its traces on WG Net), our country secretly acknowledges the Japanese talent for animated motion picture creativity.

Maineiacs

13-03-2006, 07:53

You call a Japanese schoolgirl getting a monster's tentacle shoved up her hoo-haw creative? You're all sick. I would never watch such a thing. Nope. No siree. Not me.

Wasted Genius

13-03-2006, 09:43

Recovered from the archives of the destroyed Wasted Genius National Library, in Boise ID:

2108: At Masok dies suddenly of a heart attack. Although questions arise surrounding his mysterious death, public attention is focused on the threat posed by Maineiacs, who has fallen under the spell of a theocrat, Nehemiah Scudder. Parliament, the military and a shadow government vie for control of Wasted Genius.

2109: After the retaliatory nuking of Los Angeles and Boise (the WG capitol), the loss of its Prime Minister and the power grab of the conservative members of WGs parliament, the nations presence fades on the international scene. Temporarily thwarted by communications disruptions and the surge in WG military control, the shadow government slips into the background of the New African Purchase rainforest.

2110: WG plunges into post Saturnalia financial depression and suspends international trade. 2110 also marks the appearance of the EWM on the Pacific shores of Wasted Genius. The EWM wreaks havoc throughout Wasted Genius, and nothing can satisfy her. Finally, Wasted Genius financiers grudgingly open the budget to allow for the purchase of a giant DVR system from the unscrupulous mobsters who run the national cable company. The people of WG are desperate to pacify the EWM and cheerfully pay the rapacious demands for blood money made by the cable company thugs.

2111 - 2121: A period in Wasted Genius history formally known as The Ten Year's of Suckiness and informally called "The Big Suck" leaves the bewildered populace wondering if God himself is punishing them for interfering with the Maineiacs theocracy. Pestilence, oppression by embittered sea hags, nuclear distruction and economic ruin give rise to political conservatism, wonton constitutional abuses by elected officials, cronyism and what became known as "systematic favoritism" (unabashed bribetaking). Though one would expect the government to eventually return to morality and reason, both are shunned in favor of individual excess and dynasty building.

2122: After a Heraldo Rivvera Special Report reveals absolutely no proof of foul play surrounding the Prime Minister's death, the public becomes captivated by the question of the special report's subtitle, "Who Killed At Masok?" Theories abound of a conspiracy hatched by a mythical shadow government run by a boss from the New African Purchase. Public arguments erupt and an inquest is launched to settle the issue once and for all.

2123: 2123 is a year of joyful discovery for Wasted Genius and marks the beginning of a new epoch in the country's history. A clerical error is discovered that halted construction on the Denver Maglev link with Maineiacs. In order to correct the issue, a low level clerk (Spottilogic) sends an e-mail to the accounting department of the Maineiacs public works authority. The clerk fails to realize that his actions serve to draw Wasted Genius out of isolation and return it to its place in the international arena of world politics.

The inquest reveals that At Masok, though dead at the time of his burial, has through some gamma-ray-mixed-with-residual-caffeine-and-formaldehyde accident actually entered a parallel universe within his coffin that supported him on Sapphire martinis and Fried Brie with Nut Crust hors d'oeuvres. Attempts to repeat the phenomenon in a laboratory setting yield only disappointing experiences of a parallel universe populated entirely with Cracker Barrel restaurants. This portal between universes is promptly closed and sealed and never spoken of again.

The citizens of Wasted Genius welcome the return of At Masok
as a hero and fashion icon. Bombay Sapphire Gin flows liberally, white smoking jackets become the rage among the Hollywood elite and Supper Clubs are opened throughout the country.

Wasted Genius

13-03-2006, 09:54

You call a Japanese schoolgirl getting a monster's tentacle shoved up her hoo-haw creative? You're all sick. I would never watch such a thing. Nope. No siree. Not me.

See, thats the beauty of pornime. Its disgusting, yet inherently unreal so that makes it all pretend. Pretend hoo-haws, pretend monster tentacles, pretend shoving. Erm, I gotta go...do research...you know...to make sure I have a solid understanding of my argument....

Maineiacs

13-03-2006, 21:38

From MBC News--

Maineiacs, indeed the world, was stunned to learn that Wasted Genius Prime Minister, At Masok, believed to have died in 2108 of heart failure, is alive and well and retaking the reigns in our western neighbor. Conspiracy theories abound, but most believe he faked his own death. When former President Anderson McDermott was asked to comment he replied "It wouldn't surprise me at all. Masok always did think he was funny."

In other news, famed Broadway producer Anson Rhys-Williams has announced that he is in negotiations to buy the rights to produce Defuniak's animated film Tentacles!, already an early favorite for a Lenny award, as a Broadway show. Word is that Broadway star Scarlett Swallow has been approached to play the lead role. Ms. Swallow was said to have commented "He wants to shove a what up my where?"

Spartan Alliance

13-03-2006, 23:18

I am with Maineiacs... Yall are sick minded and twisted..... If my people want porn thats what their wives are for, and yea i said wives not wife. I will recover some history later when i have the time.

Maineiacs

14-03-2006, 19:33

It's all back! Yaaaaaay!

Maineiacs

15-03-2006, 01:30

This year's Lenny Awards are history. The winners are:

Best Actor -- Ron Martz, The Anderson McDermott Story

Best Actress -- Jane Webley, The Kindness of Sarah

Best Supporting Actor -- Fred Taylor, Into the Mouth of Hell

Best Supporting Actress -- Christine Kelly, The Anderson McDermott Story

Best Director -- Conor McLaughlin, The Kindness of Sarah

Best Song -- "The End of the Universe", Chemical Jody

Best Picture -- The Kindness of Sarah

Fred Taylor's win raised eybrows as he won for his portrayal of Nehemiah Scudder in Into the Mouth of Hell. For many, the highlight of the evening was Ron Martz's acceptance speech after his win as Best Actor. After the usual thank yous, he pulled out a piece of paper and announced "the following people may now kiss my ass" and proceeded to read of a list of several dozen names.

Defuniak

15-03-2006, 02:03

The King is Displeased his Film did not place... Although he is not surprised.

Defuniak

15-03-2006, 02:05

ooc: It was A joke guys... I don't like it either... :p

Some People.... :rolleyes:

Maineiacs

15-03-2006, 02:09

To his Majesty, the King of Defuniak:

We are happy to inform your Majesty that his submission Tentacles!, has won the Lenny for Best Foreign Film. We regret that the announcment could not be made during the broadcast, as we ran short on time. His Majesty's choice did win, if only because there were no other entries.

OOC: I knew it was a joke, the whole thing was. Chill, dude.:D

Maineiacs

15-03-2006, 05:55

Hey, there's a thread about the 1st NS Olympiad, it got me thinking. Would anyone be interested in a regional sports competition of some sort? Think about it.

Maineiacs

15-03-2006, 20:02

I've TG'd Legion, we'll see if ha comes back. It looks like not only does BY not exist, neither does Poland.

Defuniak

15-03-2006, 23:22

:( Oh...

I would be interested, but I've never done anything like that...

Spartan Alliance

16-03-2006, 02:29

OOC: dont worry i knew you were joken man, just playen along for the crazy azz joyride.

Sure I would interested in entering some olympiads.

Maineiacs

16-03-2006, 06:35

Well, we might do our own Olympics, if we got more people. There's just 4 of us right now. Perhaps a double round robin tournament in a single sport to start? Hockey anyone?

Defuniak

16-03-2006, 13:48

CURLING!!!!! *chants*

:cool:

Maineiacs

17-03-2006, 05:47

Sounds good to me. If the others agree, then I offer to hold the 1st Earth NA Curling Championship in Lake Placid. I'll have to see how that Olympic thread is run. They mentioned a random number generator that I can't get to load. Any ideas?

Wasted Genius

17-03-2006, 09:22

OOC: Curling? OK, you asked for it. The WGCS (Wasted Genius Curling Society) is prepared to sweep the floor up with you guys!!!

OOC2: Congrats to the winners of the Lennys. Hopefully the titles will be showing up on Netflicks soon - the Prime Minister has a little catching up to do. I think "Into the Mouth of Hell" will be of special interest to him. But more about that later. Also, Def, feel no shame: a good tentacle is hard to find...

Defuniak

19-03-2006, 21:05

OOC: How about we call them the World Peace Olympics? Just my 2 Cents.

Spartan Alliance

20-03-2006, 01:26

OOC: Sounds good to me, i will participate in track events

Maineiacs

20-03-2006, 03:00

That would be great, but we need more people in our thread for that, and I can't find any new members. I tend to get ignored around NS. Have any of you talked to anyone who might be interested?

Spartan Alliance

20-03-2006, 23:10

I will post it in my region later. See whos interested and if Seaquest is still in.

The 501st Legion

21-03-2006, 01:37

So, all my claims have been erased, then? No matter. I'll just reclaim China, Mongolia, the Philippines, Vietnam, Laos, Cambodia, Thailand, Singapore, Brunei, Malaysia, Myanmar, Iceland, the United Kingdom, Ireland, Spain, Portugal, France, the Netherlands, Belgium, Luxembourg, Switzerland, Italy, Germany, Bangladesh, India, Nepal, Bhutan, Sri Lanka, Pakistan, Afghanistan, Iran, Iraq, Kuwait, Bahrain, Qatar, the United Arab Emirates, Saudi Arabia, Jordan, Lebanon, Syria, and Israel.

On top of that, I think I'll claim Yemen, Oman, and the rest of Europe as well. Compared to my previous claims, it's an actual decrease in area.

Maineiacs

21-03-2006, 01:40

Maineiacs

21-03-2006, 01:43

RP time is November, 2123.

Defuniak

21-03-2006, 15:08

This is actually getting kinda... Boring. :(

Maineiacs

21-03-2006, 16:05

Then for God's sake, do something.

The 501st Legion

22-03-2006, 03:01

EDIT: For right now, you're getting your old territory back. ------We'll see what happens.
I want to exchange my African territory for Yemen, Oman, and the rest of Europe. That's all.

Maineiacs

22-03-2006, 04:55

Done. Now, would somebody please RP something?

The 501st Legion

22-03-2006, 06:51

Just give me time to think up a few good news articles first. Just how much time has passed between now and then, anyway?

Maineiacs

22-03-2006, 17:05

3/22/06 = January, 2124

The 501st Legion

23-03-2006, 02:52

Random news excerpts from the 501st Legion. All dates on the articles have been excised, as well as names of reporters. More news will be forthcoming.

===============

S2 Engine Test Fails in Saudi Arabia
ALL INSTALLATIONS IN 150-MILE RADIUS ANNIHILATED

By <NAME EXCISED>
Times Baghdad Bureau

RIYADH, SAUDI ARABIA --- A working prototype of the S2 Engine, an experimental power plant developed for the 501st Legion Armed Forces' "Project Eva," was lost yesterday after an equipment failure at a 501st Legion Army research center located in the Empty Quarter. After the engine was activated, the built-in containment fields suffered a catastrophic failure, and the resulting reaction escalated out of control and destroyed the facility, along with anything else within a 150-mile radius. All other details regarding the accident have been kept classified for national security reasons.

Project Shagohod Revealed to the Public
"TREADING BEHEMOTH" TOUTED AS MOBILE NUKE LAUNCHER

By <NAME EXCISED>
Times Warsaw Bureau

WARSAW --- In a move somewhat inspired by the game Metal Gear Solid 3: Snake Eater, the 501st Legion Armed Forces have decided to reveal their latest project: Shagohod (Russian for "step-walker"), a land-based, mobile intermediate-range ballistic missile launcher. Exact technical specifications and other details regarding Shagohod are still sketchy at this point but will be revealed at a later point in time.

Tachikomas Deployed on Limited Basis with NSA, SWAT, 501st Legion Special Forces
FIELD TESTING OF WALKER TANKS TO COMMENCE IMMEDIATELY

By <NAME EXCISED>
Times Hanoi Bureau

HANOI --- Continuing the 501st Legion Armed Forces' tradition of deploying weapons based on those seen in anime and video games, the Tachikoma, based on a design seen in Ghost in the Shell: Stand Alone Complex, has been deployed with selected 501st Legion Army and Marine Corps units; Tachikomas have also been deployed with the 501st Legion National Security Agency and SWAT teams in Beijing, Manila, Hanoi, Bangkok, Singapore, New Delhi, Kabul, Baghdad, Damascus, Beirut, Amman, Jerusalem, Athens, Warsaw, Helsinki, Stockholm, Oslo, Copenhagen, Berlin, Rome, Paris, London, Madrid, and Lisbon.

These walker tanks, constructed in the form of a spider, are about the same size as a Hummer H2; they are typically outfitted with a Browning M2 .50-caliber machine gun as their primary armament and can be equipped with either a Minigun or a modified Predator SRAW anti-tank rocket launcher. Though controlled by an extremely sophisticated artificial intelligence, it can be controlled by a human in a cockpit located in the abdomen. A Tachikoma is an extremely mobile weapon for its size, capable of jumping great distances, scaling vertical or inverted services, and grappling and rappelling using its integrated adhesive string launchers; it can also drive at high speeds (well in excess of 100 mph) using its wheeled footpads.

Spartan Alliance

23-03-2006, 07:04

Today in Spartan Alliances capital, Moscow. A new military transport rolled, well I guess I shouldn't say "rolled" but walked out on the streets of Moscow. Boosting the morale and furthering the citizens to drive even harder for their Emperor.

The AT-TE (All Terrain- Tactical Enforcer)
1 Heavy Projectile Cannon
6 Anti-Personal Turrets

More information on the new "walker" will be available later.

Maineiacs

23-03-2006, 07:39

Cape Canaveral, Florida Province--

The Atlas XII Rocket lifted off with its payload toward LEO. The Maineiacs' governament didn't often lie to its people, but this was deemed too sensitive. It was not, as reported, a new generation weather sattellite, deployed to track hurricanes in the Atlantic basin. Instead, it carried the first piece of a top-secret project known only as "can crusher". Basically an improved version of a 21st century railgun, it could deliver a concentrated blast of electromagnetic energy that could destroy anything from orbit ranging from a tin can to a missle to a column of soldiers -- in theory. Dates of the first test were not available to any but a select few.

The 501st Legion

24-03-2006, 02:05

[OOC: Okies... Spartan Alliance gets to field AT-TEs. Neat. Now if we're gonna start rolling out Star Wars tech, I should at least get to field Gundams, Metal Gears, and other such weapons.

If the SW tech revolution gets quashed, however, then...just disregard this post. And now for something completely different...a modified MS design from Mobile Suit Gundam SEED.]

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http://www.mahq.net/mecha/gundam/seed/gat-x102-as.jpg

GAT-X102 Duel Gundam

Model number: GAT-X102
Code name: Duel Gundam
Unit type: prototype close combat mobile suit
Manufacturer: Morgenroete, Incorporated
Operators: n/a
Accommodation: pilot only, in standard cockpit in torso
Dimensions: head height 17.50 meters
Weight: max gross weight 86.29 metric tons
Construction: unknown
Powerplant: ultracompact nuclear fusion reactor, power output unknown
Equipment and design features: sensors, range unknown; Phase Shift (PS) armor*
Fixed armaments: GAU-12 Equalizer 25mm rotary cannon x2, fire-linked, mounted on head; 105mm railgun (modified M119A1 Howitzer) x1, mounted on right shoulder; 5-barrel missile launcher x1, mounted on left shoulder (armament varies; AGM-65 Maverick or AIM-9 Sidewinder typically equipped; can also accomodate AGM-114 Hellfire or AIM-120 AMRAAM)

*Phase Shift armor is a type of reactive armor (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Reactive_armour) made up of multiple conductive plates separated by some space or by an insulating material, creating a high-power capacitor. In operation, a high-voltage power source charges the armor; when an incoming body penetrates the plates, it closes the circuit to discharge the capacitor, dumping a great deal of energy into the penetrator, which may vaporize it or even turn it into a plasma and significantly diffusing the attack in the process. (Electric reactive armor, the working basis of Phase Shift, is an actual real-world system, though it has not yet been deployed on any operational platform yet.)

Maineiacs

24-03-2006, 05:51

WAIT... that's what you guy were doing? C'mon you all know better than that. How did I not catch that? try again, gentlemen. 22nd century, not 32nd.

The 501st Legion

25-03-2006, 00:56

WAIT... that's what you guy were doing? C'mon you all know better than that. How did I not catch that? try again, gentlemen. 22nd century, not 32nd.
Well, at least Metal Gears and Tachikomas are well within our means. =P

We're still 50 years away from working Evangelions (you know the accident involving the S2 Engine) and at least another 50 more years away from even basic Gundams, never mind a piece of machinery as sophisticated as the Strike Freedom (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/ZGMF-X20A_Strike_Freedom_Gundam).

Maineiacs

25-03-2006, 02:59

Well, at least Metal Gears and Tachikomas are well within our means. =P

OK, I don't know what those are, but if you can find proof that they're possible with PMT, rather than FT, go ahead. (Although I get the feeling they could cause even more damage than the Kevintubby :eek: :D )

The 501st Legion

25-03-2006, 06:58

OK, I don't know what those are, but if you can find proof that they're possible with PMT, rather than FT, go ahead. (Although I get the feeling they could cause even more damage than the Kevintubby :eek: :D )
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Metal_Gear_%28weapon%29
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tachikoma

All the Metal Gear Solid games are set in the 1990s-2000s. Ghost in the Shell: Stand Alone Complex and its sequel, Ghost in the Shell: S.A.C. 2nd GIG, are both set sometime around 2024-2031.

Spartan Alliance

25-03-2006, 07:17

Woops sorry i did not realize what century i was doin ok i will modify the ground vehicles with present day weapons, not 32nd century stuff no biggie.

Maineiacs

25-03-2006, 07:28

I'm just a little hesitant to allow lasers and stuff. Tell you what: RP the R&D of laser cannon (no laser rifles or pistols) type stuff (along with appropriate setbacks) and promise no warp drive (yet) and go ahead.

(you can start looking into the feasibilty of warp drive, but R&D, I'd imagine, has got to be a bitch. How do you prove Einstein wrong?)

To reiterate: I'll allow this stuff.

Maineiacs

25-03-2006, 07:42

So what do you think, guys? Doean't look like anyone wants to join us. Should we atart dividing up the remaining land?

Spartan Alliance

25-03-2006, 08:05

I dont care, land is land, soon to be conquered. Or not and i am really tired only on 2 hours of sleep so i may sound really stupid right now. But i will lay off laser crap neways, bullets and shells and big explosions are more exciting.

The 501st Legion

25-03-2006, 10:54

Just a little reminder: The GAT-X102 Duel Gundam prototype and any other mobile suit prototypes I may introduce are all armed only with projectile weapons. Morgenroete hasn't perfected directed-energy weapons just yet. Like I said earlier, they're just prototypes and nothing more; working out all the kinks will take quite a bit of time.

And now...the projected backbone of the 501st Legion's mecha divisions: the ZGMF-1017 GINN and its derivative units. I'll try to RP their development (or lack thereof) later.

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http://www.mahq.net/mecha/gundam/destiny-astray/zgmf-1017as.jpg

ZGMF-1017AS GINN Assault Type

Model number: ZGMF-1017AS
Code name: GINN Assault Type
Unit type: prototype general purpose mobile suit
Manufacturer: Morgenroete, Incorporated
Operators: n/a
Accommodation: pilot only, in standard cockpit in torso
Dimensions: head height 21.43 meters
Weight: max gross weight 78.5 metric tons
Construction: unknown
Powerplant: ultracompact nuclear fusion reactor, power output unknown
Equipment and design features: sensors, range unknown; Phase Shift (PS) armor
Fixed armaments: GAU-8 Avenger 30mm rotary cannon x2, fire-linked, mounted on shoulder; dual-barrel missile launcher (AGM-65 Maverick or AGM-114 Hellfire x2) x2, mounted on wrists; triple-barrel missile launcher (AIM-9 Sidewinder or AIM-120 AMRAAM x3) x2, mounted on legs

http://www.mahq.net/mecha/gundam/destiny-astray/amf-103a.jpg

AMF-103 DINN Raven

Model number: AMF-101
Code name: DINN Raven
Unit type: prototype aerial combat mobile suit
Manufacturer: Morgenroete, Incorporated
Operators: n/a
Accommodation: pilot only, in standard cockpit in torso
Dimensions: head height 18.93 meters
Weight: max gross weight 37.33 metric tons
Construction: unknown
Powerplant: ultracompact nuclear fusion reactor, power output unknown
Equipment and design features: sensors, range unknown; Phase Shift (PS) armor; optical camouflage
Fixed armaments: Six-tube missile launcher (AIM-9 Sidewinder or AIM-120 AMRAAM x6) x4, mounted on chest
Hand armaments: Modified M61 Vulcan 20mm rotary cannon x1, modified 40mm L60 Bofors anti-aircraft cannon x1

http://www.mahq.net/mecha/gundam/seed/tmfa-803.jpg

TMF/A-803 LaGOWE

Model number: TMF/A-803
Code name: LaGOWE
Unit type: prototype ground assault mobile suit
Manufacturer: Morgenroete, Incorporated
Operators: n/a
Accommodation: 2 pilots, in standard cockpit in torso
Dimensions: head height 11.49 meters (base of turret)
Weight: max gross weight 70.33 metric tons
Construction: unknown
Powerplant: ultracompact nuclear fusion reactor, power output unknown
Equipment and design features: sensors, range unknown; Phase Shift (PS) armor
Fixed armaments: 105mm railgun (modified M119A1 Howitzer) x2, mounted on back; 13-tube missile launcher (BGM-71 TOW x13) x1, mounted on back (not seen in picture)

Maineiacs

26-03-2006, 17:59

*bump*

Maineiacs

26-03-2006, 18:36

Guys, we may be getting a new member. be on your best behavior.

Maineiacs

27-03-2006, 03:23

Bump.

Wasted Genius

31-03-2006, 06:22

OOC: A cookie for anyone who can spot the book referred to in the title.

Ripped from the headlines of Wasted Genius Evening News:

Citizens Panic at Specter of Lumbering Metallic Beasts Roaming the Land

and

Recent Study Shows Nukes To Blame for Mass PTSD

and

Prime Minister Draws on Personal Experience to Recommend Cure-All

New Boise, ID - At Masok, Wasted Genius Prime Minister, responding to growing public paranoia unvieled a top secret project that has been in the works since his "revival" last year.

"Citizens of Wasted Genius, I hear your daily complaints that the world as we know it has become a terrifying place. I can also empathize with your insecurities about superweapons and the ominous threat of global tyranny that looms on the horizon. Given my close brush with death, I think am uniquely qualified to tell you, that well, death sucks.

Thats why I am especially happy to announce a program that I have quietly championed over the last 12 months. I call it 'To Hell With Weapons of Mass Destruction."

"Before you draw any conclusions, hear me out. I have tasked the WG Corps of Engineers to develop a network of tunnels deep under each of our metropolitan areas. Additionally, we have siloed missiles with a collective thermonuclear payload that is large enough to boil off most of the earth's atmosphere and sterilize the soil to a depth of 20 meters."

"Our new plan is termed SIICO, which stands for Super Insanity Inhibits Crazy Outsiders. We present the plan as a measure of last resort and will only be used if we sense that another country is contemplating or even 'rolling an idea around' about invading our sovereign territory.' To put it bluntly, if threatened we will 'n00k teh w0r7d 1n teh n4m3 of P3353!!! gr4444hhh1111+!!!!" We are of course hoping that the world will not take this as a pre-emptive threat, but see it for what it truly is; a paranoid response to the trauma of previously being nicked by the nuclear genie."

"There are precedents for our actions throughout history. In the 1950's the USA responded to news of its cold-war opponent gaining nuclear technology by amassing stockpiles of nuclear weapons of every type, shape, delivery mode and megatonnage conceivable. When they discovered that their adversary had done the same, they came up with the acronym 'MAD' to sell the paranoid and monumental waste of resources involved in the build up to the public. It worked, and in fact was an enormous win-win for world peace and the global economy.

"The trick during the MAD era was to never use the weapons. Of course this involved not pissing off the guys with their fingers hovering over the launch buttons. My fellow citizens, I present you with both a launch button and my finger to hover over it.

"You may be pinching yourself with glee knowing that for the first time in years you can sleep peacefully, secure in the belief that your government is ready to raise the temperature of the atmosphere to 2500 degrees fahrenheit at a moments notice in order to protect you from an onslaught of mechanized warriors. But wait! There's more!

"WG Corps of Engineers has begun building a network of tunnels for you to live in. Thats right, we'll build the tunnels, and you can build your home and business in them. So why live on the surface of a ball a dirt that has nothing but danger, bad weather, and marauding, bigger than life Transformer-y looking war-machines clanking around, when you could live and work in the comfort and safety of a network of government sponsored tunnels.

OOC2: Before any of you other countries get your panties in an uproar, wait for the follow up posting.

Wasted Genius

31-03-2006, 06:54

A small group of cronies is having a late night discussion in the Prime Minister's office, Wasted Genius:

Chief of Staff: "Well, the public just loved your speech today, sir."

PM: "Yep, too bad its all horseshit. Still there are days when I really would like to be able to incinerate the world. Of course, nobody can wipe out the entire planet - except god, heh heh. And who doesn't want to crawl into a cave and just sit there sometimes? But you can't live your whole life like that."

C of S: "So why did you say it, sir? Its so outlandish. The people might have turned on you! We've already heard murmurings that your a little bit, er, tweaked in the bean."

PM: "So what. Where are they going to go? I suppose they could all migrate to Maineiacs, I mean with the dual citizenship agreement and the lure of a free pair of Birkenstocks on arrival....its quite tempting. But seriously, nobody is going anywhere. And yet, they're all scared of their own shadow. Afraid of losing something. All I did was give them a nice little fantasy to obsess on as they go about the tedious business of rebuilding the country, brick by lousy brick."

CoS: "But you can't just lie to your constituency!"

PM: "You've got to be kidding me, right?"

CoS: "So what will we do with all of those people who are selling their homes and getting ready to move into a tunnel?"

PM: "Set up an 800 number. You know, like an automated customer service hotline. For the few people mentally agile enough to navigate the menu, we'll put their name on a waiting list."

CoS: "Waiting list? But there aren't any tunnels and there never will be."

PM: "Well, I guess they'll be waiting for quite awhile then. Oh, and sell the names on the waiting list to a telemarketing firm. Might as well turn a buck on this whole charade."

CoS: "Are you sure you're feeling OK, sir?"

PM: "Oh yes, yes. Now about those nukes. Whatever we do have, point them into outer space. No use in accidentally cooking off the atmosphere. And set up a review of our military forces. Surprise inspection."

The Chief of Staff was bewildered, and it showed. What had happened to the old At Masok? Had he really died years ago? It seemed that at least his spirit must have....

Maineiacs

31-03-2006, 07:11

Wasted Genius

31-03-2006, 07:36

Aboard the USS Karl Vinsin, Puget Sound, Washington State, Wasted Genius.

Admiral Khrust is giving the Prime Minister a tour of the aircraft carrier, USS Karl Vinsin.

Adm. Khrust: "...and here we have the main catapult, steam driven and capable of thrusting our latest fighter aircraft off the front of the ship and (hopefully) into the air."

PM: "Whats this puddle of oil from?"

Adm. Khrust: "Oh, well, you see, uh....there are parts shortages. Nobody uses steam-driven catapults anymore. Oil seals are hard to come by. We've been improvising for the last few decades."

PM: "How about this rust-hole? It must be two feet wide. Hell, I can see down to the water through it. Are we even safe here?"

Adm. Khrust: "Well technically, this area of the ship is condemned. But we're probably OK if we don't move any closer to the edge."

PM: "Hmm. Now Admiral, how many of the airplanes on this ship are operational?"

Adm. Khrust: "Theoretically they all are. We run the engines for 5 minutes each day. Unfortunately, we don't have enough jet fuel to actually launch any of the planes."

PM: "So you would say your state of readiness is at...."

Adm. Khrust: "Oh 100% sir. Given about 3 months lead time...."

Wasted Genius

31-03-2006, 08:00

OOC: I don't know, I kind of like the "new" At Masok. I see him as kind of Howard Dean Meets Jimmy Buffett.

BTW: Notes From Undrground by Dostoyevsky

PPS: Do you like Margaritas?

PPSS: Don't forget the best part of Maineiacs' citizenship: free Hustle lessons. :D

OOC: Give that Maineiac a cookie! Notes from Underground, believe it or not was the inspiration for the name "Wasted Genius." Its a bit of a stretch, but everything in NS is a bit of a stretch. If you're thinking cynical existentialist, you're on the right track. After years of effort I've learned to re-channel my cynicism into sarcastic humor. The Republican Party has been especially helpful in this endeavor.

I wonder if Howard Dean ever did meet Jimmy Buffett. I can only imagine the conversation....maybe a topic of a future posting?

PPS: I'm a gin man primarily. But hey, if this is a margarita party, make mine rocks no salt, and keep 'em comin'.

PPSS: We could all use some new dance moves in Wasted Genius. Mostly what passes for dance around here is shuffling about looking at the ground and flicking the hair out of our eyes from time to time....

Maineiacs

31-03-2006, 08:24

I ask because we're all getting new land.

Maineiacs

31-03-2006, 08:34

OK, as we're not getting new memebers, here's how the land will be split up:

Maineiacs -- Bermuda and all the islands in the Carribean, Guyana, Suriname, French Guiana, Mozambique, Madagascar, Seychelles, Comoros, Reunion, Mayotte, Mauritius, Diego Garcia

WG -- Mexico, Central America, Columbia, Venezuela, Brazil, Paraguay, Uruguay, Bolivia, Argentina, Falkland Is., Uganda, Malawi, Kenya, Tanzania, Burundi, Rwanda, Congo, DR Congo, Angola

Defuniak -- Antarctica (remember, pine forest on the coast, tundra inland) inc. South Georgia I., South Sandwich Is., South Shetland Is., South orkney Is., Ecuador, Peru, Chile

SA -- Egypt, Sudan, Ethiopia, Eritrea, Djibouti, Libya, Chad, Niger, C. A. R.

Legion -- Tunisia, Algeria, Morrocco, Western Sahara, Azores Is., Madeira Is., Cape Verde, Sao Tome & Principe, Guinea, Guinea-Bissau. The Gambia, Senegal, Sierra Leone, Ghana, Burkina Faso, Cote d'Ivoire, Togo, Benin, Nigeria, Mali, Mauritania, Liberia, Cameroon, Gabon, Equatorial Guinea, St. Helena, Ascension, Tristan da Cuhna I.

If anyone didn't get something they wanted, buy it or invade it.

Spartan Alliance

31-03-2006, 23:28

oh crap, wait i just noticed i have no connection what so ever to Africa. this doesnt make any sense how it would work out then between me and whoever else is controlling the rest of asia and the middle east.

Spartan Alliance

31-03-2006, 23:31

OOC: Hey 501st Legion i will give you all my African Territories if you surrender to me the all the European countries.

Maineiacs

01-04-2006, 01:03

Montego Bay, Antilles Province --

Jasper Otley sat back and rested his eyes. Yet another new administration to ingratiate himself to as governor. First, after the Collapse and it's ensuing chaos, Charyania. Lovely, a nation of gun-toting rednecks. Then SeaQuest. He never could understand why they bothered with land holdings at all. They seemed interested in nothing but their naval forces. When they left, it was a decade of anarchy, now Maineiacs. Well, as a teen and young man, he'd survived rednecks. He supposed now he could manage to deal with hippies.

The 501st Legion

01-04-2006, 01:56

Spartan Alliance—I'm not interested in African territory. Tell you what, here's how it should go down:

501st Legion to Spartan Alliance: Poland, Czech Republic, Slovakia, Hungary, Slovenia, Croatia, Bosnia and Herzegovina, Yugoslavia, Bulgaria, Romania, Albania, Greece, Turkey, Cyprus
Spartan Alliance to 501st Legion: Libya, Egypt, Niger, Chad, Sudan, Eritrea, Ethiopia, Djbouti, Somalia
Spartan Alliance to Wasted Genius: Central African Republic
501st Legion to Wasted Genius: Senegal, Gambia, Guinea-Bissau, Guinea, Burkina Faso, Sierra Leone, Liberia, Cote D'Ivoire, Ghana, Togo, Benin, Nigeria, Cameroon, Equatorial Guinea, Sao Tome and Principe, Gabon

Maineiacs

01-04-2006, 02:04

Sounds good to me. if they all agree, go for it.

Maineiacs

01-04-2006, 21:01

<bump>

Maineiacs

03-04-2006, 01:10

bump

Wasted Genius

03-04-2006, 06:10

OOC: Disclaimer - "UPS" as used in this post refers to a small, unincorporated company from Wichita, KS, USA. The company referred to in this post is United Partial Service, a couple a boyz from da streets who can get it for you, whatever "it" might be. However, if United Parcel Service takes offense to the term "Brown Kryptonite" they are welcome to lodge a complaint with our attorneys.

OOC2: Any reference (real, fictional implied or imaginary) to Amtrak advertising campaigns of said or its subsidiaries is purely coincidental. Amtrak is good. But too expensive, slow, bumpy and smelly.

Hijacked from WGNN.com, an online news service:

Wasted Genius announces partnership with UPS

Boise, ID - In an announcement made shortly before the opening of the Stock Exchange, the government of Wasted Genius declared that it has signed an exclusive contract with UPS to deliver just about anything to just about anywhere, at a discount that varies according to volume.

"We tried the Maglev train in the Dos Oughts (circa 2000 to 2099) and it just didn't pencil out. We thought "Getting into Training" was a no brainer. I mean we expected the public would prefer a program of inexpensive, safe, quiet, land travel over noisy, uncomfortable and expensive air travel. Who knew?", said Ja Froke, Wasted Genius Minister of Transportation.

"With the overnight territorial expansion of the Fractious Coalition of Wasted Genius (note: without a shot fired, all my love Nikita, props Karl M) transportation and parcel delivery has become a dire concern for the survival of our oppressed and downtrodden people."

"It is with great national pride that I announce a victory for the common people of Wasted Genius today. Affordable delivery of whatever you need to wherever you need it, no questions asked, before the commencement of business the next day. Who could want more?!!"

In related news, the Wasted Genius Defense Force has authorized a feasibility study to examine the cost effectiveness of using the new WG/UPS alliance to reduce costs related to waging "defensive operations" globally.

OOC: Yeeeaaaaaaah Brown Krypto Yeaaaaaahhhhh!!!!!

Wasted Genius

08-04-2006, 05:41

OOC: Trust me, I'm going somewhere with this....

Maineiacs

08-04-2006, 06:05

Wasted Genius

08-04-2006, 06:14

I need to know if everyone agrees to this.

Fine. WG agrees. Can we just get back to RP'ing already?

Maineiacs

08-04-2006, 06:35

The Liberal Utopia of Maineiacs offers Wasted Genius 80 billion ECr ($87.2 billion US) for Tanzania, Kenya, Rwanda, and Burundi.

Maineiacs

08-04-2006, 06:41

Wasted Genius

08-04-2006, 07:10

The Liberal Utopia of Maineiacs offers Wasted Genius 80 billion ECr ($87.2 billion US) for Tanzania, Kenya, Rwanda, and Burundi.

From: At Masok, Prime Minister, The Fractious Coalition of Wasted Genius
To: The Liberal Utopia of Maineiacs

Lakefront property? Make it 120 billion ECr and you have a deal.

Counteroffer: Nunavut to WG, Tanzania, Kenya, Rwanda and Burundi PLUS Malawi (strategic advantage, eh) AND Zimbabwe (matching set) to Maineiacs. Gratis. Remember the ol' Robert Frost saying, good fences make good neighbors (or something like that).

Maineiacs

08-04-2006, 07:40

Wasted Genius

08-04-2006, 07:55

June, 2125

From MBC--

MSA annonuced today the launch of the long-awaited space station Unity. The habitation module was placed in LEO awaiting the contributions of the other nations. Pres. Ballard hailed this as "Man's triumphant return to space".

NADA Control, (Whatustabe) Houston, TX.

A clerk rushes into the Director's office, excited that he has breaking news that his master might find useful:

Clerk: Sir, MSA has just launched the Unity module we've been speculating about for the last few years.

Director: (shuffling papers on his desk) Yeah, well kid, the WG module is just going to have to wait to join the party.

Clerk: Er, what do you mean sir? This must be exciting news! Its space for god's sake and we don't have to pay for the backbone structure!

Director: Son (editor's note: not in the Biblical sense), how long have you been at the agency?

Clerk: 14 years sir!

Director: 14 years and you're still a clerk? Whats wrong with you?

Clerk: I'm opinionated, sir.

Director: Oh, I see. Frustrated Director Complex. Right. Have you seen a Psychoanalyst about this yet?

Clerk: Oh, yessir. He says my pre-oedipal frustration can only be cathartized by expressing my rage to an effeminate superior. Thats why I'm here today.

Director: Hmmmm. Very astute. Freudian?

Clerk: Yessir. Jung was a freak; at best he was pandering to the masses.

Director: OK then, what was it you were saying about the MSA?

Clerk: Well since you asked as an accepted peer and not my overly dominating mother, I'll tell you. We need to launch a module to get onboard with the Maineiacs Space Station Unity. Its a cost-effective basis to do some valuable science.

Director: Request Denied! Hah! Smacked you down again,"defiant progeny"!!! Take that to your Psychoanalyst!!! *Cackles triumphantly*

The clerk dejectedly slouches and shuffles out of the office, wondering if he'll ever break through to his oedipal conflict. Oh, if he could only hate his father!!

A few minutes later, the NADA Director intercoms his assistant, Ms. Wizen.

Director: Ms. Wizen, tell the production crew to put together a proposal for launching a module to link up with that MSA Space Station. I need it yesterday.

Ms. Wizen: Yessir.

Director: Oh and, find out what the scientific benefit would be. We'll need that to sell it to the Prime Minister. He's a sucker for science projects.

Ms. Wizen: Yessir.

Director: And while your at it, find out if there are any Jungian references that would make a good name for the project. You know, logical tie-ins. *murmurs* That oughta piss the disobedient little f'er off.

Ms. Wizen: I'm sorry sir, I didn't hear the last part.

Director: Oh, never mind. Just get me a name for the mission, and make it Jungian.

Ms. Wizen: Yessir.

Wasted Genius

09-04-2006, 18:03

To: At Masok, Prime Minister, Wasted Genius
From: Henry Ballard, President, Maineiacs

We will opt for the higher price, as we would prefer to maintain control of Nunavut.

Besides, that's where we exiled Rene Levesque. Are you sure you'd want him?

OK, how about trading Guyana, Suriname and French Guiana for Tanzania, Kenya, Rwanda, and Burundi? It would consolidate both of our holdings a bit.

Maineiacs

09-04-2006, 21:10

OK, how about trading Guyana, Suriname and French Guiana for Tanzania, Kenya, Rwanda, and Burundi? It would consolidate both of our holdings a bit.

Done. Now, if Legion agrees, we'll call that settled.

Spartan Alliance

10-04-2006, 00:03

I agree to the agreement, once completed i will also be moving my capital then from Moscow to Budapest, Hungary.

*Emperor speaking to newly formed European Division*

"General and Admiral what is our new plan of action since we are giving up our African territories for some of the Home Land?"

"Emperor we will move 25% of the military to the Homeland, create new state of the art bases and ports. Making most of the land agricultural as it should be and keeping the Motherland (Russia) 85% industrial."

"Aye the Navy will move about 30% and as my partner said create new naval bases and ports. We will turn some of the sea side cities into major trade cities."

"Sounds good gentlemen lets get to it once the territory papers are signed."

Wasted Genius

12-04-2006, 04:31

WG reports the following:

Economy: Depressed
Defense Forces: Outdated, ineffective, unprepared.
Population: 1.8 billion
Available labor force: 1 billion
Transportation System: Bankrupt, inoperable

At Masok has announced his retirement. The entire government is to be replaced in two months, to include a political restructuring. Campaigns will be funded entirely by the government on a basis of equal spending limits. Voting is mandatory, failure subject to significant penalties.

The military will be replaced by state of the art equipment, whatever that is determined to be. Military objectives may be altered to serve the new government efficiency model.

Reforms are emerging from a backlash to the unworkable social and cultural dysfunction brought about by unregulated capitalism.

Technological advancements are promised that will focus on health care, mobility, social welfare and environmental sustainability.

Maineiacs

12-04-2006, 04:56

September, 2125 ISS Unity

Col. Larramie looked out the portal at the earth below. Peaceful up here. and more than a little boring. but this was an important misssion. A truly permanent space presence. Out the portal he could now see the now-decrepit looking ISS, more than a century old. he could also see the new "weather sattelite" the government had launched last year. a thing of beauty, that rail-gun. If it worked. We'd all know next month.

Wasted Genius

13-04-2006, 19:04

The Wasted Genius parliament will relinquish its authority to a new government, effective January 2126. The new government is proposed as follows. International commentary and debate is welcome.

Key Points:

The structure of the new government will be a neo-socialist union.

The lawmaking body of the government will be an assembly of 4000 elected officials, 1000 from each state.

There will be no executive such as a king, prime minister or president.

The assembly will appoint a spokesperson to communicate its decisions to the public.

The Union of Wasted Genius will be split into four states:

North American Wasted Genius

Central American Wasted Genius

South American Wasted Genius

African Wasted Genius

The population of WG will be split into four classes:

Resident - Native or non-native persons legally allowed to live in each state of the union where they have been granted registered residency status. 15% of population.

Citizen - Non-landowning, non-capital controlling wage-earners, 60% of population.

Executive - Non-landowning, controllers of productive capital. 20% of population.

Elite - Priveledged class of landowners. 5% of population.

Voting rights:

Resident - Local elections only.

Citizen - Local and State elections.

Executive - Local and State elections.

Elite - Local, State and National elections.

Taxation:

Resident - 2% of income monthly. First 30% of income exempt from tax.

Citizen - 10% of household income annually. Exemptions for household costs and losses allowed.

Executive - 5% personal income plus 5% of business net income annually. Exemption for household costs and business losses.

Elite - Variable % of net worth annually. Tax rate tied to "Average Annual Prime Rate minus 1%." No exemptions or deductions allowed.

Mobility rights:

Resident - Allowed to travel within states of registry, must pay fees and fares. Highly restricted use of private vehicles. Must notify the government of all travel plans outside of local municipality.

Citizen - Unlimited free travel within their home state, must pay fees and fares for travel in other states of the union. Restricted use of private vehicles. Must notify the government of plans to travel outside the union. Limited to six months abroad per year.

Executive - Free travel within the union. Priority status when travelling for business purposes. Unrestricted private vehicle use, subject to traffic laws. Must notify the government of plans to travel outside the union. No limits on stays abroad.

Elite - Free travel within the union with priority status. Unrestricted private vehicle use, subject to traffic laws. Unrestricted international travel. No limits to stays abroad.

Social Services:

Resident - Free access to basic health care, K-13 education, public facilities (libraries, sports forums, art centers) and parks within states of registration. Additional services may be purchased from the entity that offers them, if available.

Citizen - Free access to full health care, elder care, pension, K-13 and graduate university education. Access to public facilities and parks throughout the nation. Additional services may be purchased from the entity that offers them with priority over Resident class.

Executive - Same as Citizen, except post-graduate education offered. Priority over Citizen and Resident to all eligible services

Elite - Top priority and free access to all state-sponsored services, programs and facilities.

Establishment and inheritance of class status:

Class status is granted by national and state governments, based on familial status, and qualifying events. Some examples:

Resident promoted to Citizen after demonstrating a productive skill and the ability to understand and obey the laws of the nation, state and local municipality.

Citizen promoted to Executive because they have acquired positive net-capital in quantities capable of producing goods or services.

Executive promoted to Elite upon acquisition of land and demonstration of philanthropic or socially beneficial behaviors or activities.

Revocation of class status:

Conviction of committing a felony results in an automatic loss of class status, as defined by court sentencing and Department of Social Registry determination. Misdemeanors, plea-bargaining, or crimes defined within a class status result in probation and potential loss of status on a "three strikes" basis.

Examples:

Elite convicted of "lobbying government officials", a felony. Class status of self and immediate family members reassigned as Citizen, landholdings redistributed to relatives and other Elites.

Citizen convicted of "failure to vote," a misdemeanor, third offense. Class status of self reassigned to Resident of North American Wasted Genius.

Wasted Genius

14-04-2006, 05:05

OOC: I thought about making this a post about WG banning Catholic services, but thought better of it.

"Gentlemen. We need a weapon that can obliterate everything in an area of about 25 square miles, with pinpoint accuracy, anywhere on Earth NA." The General said. "Our military is absolutely pathetic. The equipment is from the early 21st century with lazy conscripts manning it. Parts shortages, budget cuts, base closures. And don't even get me started on NLME. *grumbles* Its like playing flag football with the NFL. A complete waste of time. Might as well have thrown lawn darts at the enemy."

"Anyway, I want a new weapon. I want a weapon that will vaporize limbs, create orphans and win wars for the love of god and the fatherland!!! I want a weapon that will make me feel safe when I'm home arguing with the missus about what to watch on TV."

"If the assembly says that a country like Defuniak is our new enemy, I want a weapon that will strike fear in the heart of man or clone. If we have to repel the 501st horde of Transformers, I want something big, magnetic, pointy and very, very hot."

"Of course Maineiacs would never invade us, they're hippies for heaven's sake. And besides, they'd miss us on Saturday night at the rollerskating rink. But just in case, we need a bomb or a gun or tank of some sort that can't hurt anybody upwind or downstream. No need to shoot ourselves in the foot, right?"

"So those are your orders gentlemen. Any questions?"

The scientist all looked at each other, scribbled a few notes, conferred among themselves and then one raised his hand.

"You, with the pocket protector." The General used his riding crop to point out the scientist.

The scientist to the left of the target started to talk.

"Not you, him, the one in the coke-bottle glasses and bad haircut."

The scientist to the right of the target blushed and looked down at his notes.

Frustrated, the General stalked over and stood in front of the scientist with his hand still up. "Speak, dammit!!"

"Uh, is there a budget and timeline for this?"

"Well son, since the WG Treasury is rolling in tax revenues and the public is scared out of its wits, yes there's a budget. About 8 Trillion Quatloos. And as far as timeline goes, you're already overdue." The General leaned into the scientist's face. "Any other questions?"

"Uh yeah. Is this still PMT or have we gone FT?"

Wasted Genius

14-04-2006, 05:07

OOC: WG is on the road again as of tomorrow. (Oregon, yeesh) See y'all on Tuesday.

Maineiacs

17-04-2006, 06:54

Quantico NAS, Potomac Province --

President Ballard and the members of the Senate Oversight Committee took their seats. "So, are we ready for the test, General?" asked Ballard.
"Yes sir. If you ladies and gentlemen are ready, we will begin. Lieutenant, begin firing sequence."
"Yes, sir"
"Where is the target?" asked Ballard.
"On top of Mt. Kilimanjaro, sir"
"Ah, I see."
The sequence was fired up. Up in LEO, the railgun swung into position. It fired its electromagnetic beam. On Earth NA, warning lights were flashing.
"What the hell happenerd?" demanded Ballard.
"We're not sure sir. We'll find out ASAP."

The beam had indeed destroyed the decrepit humvee on the 5800m summit of Kilimanjaro. It had also blown loose a massive landslide that buried 2 towns in northern Olduvai province, killing about 600. The sattellite itself, meanwhile, exploded.

Spartan Alliance

20-04-2006, 04:11

After the Generals and Admirals watched the new weapon of the nation of Maineiacs from sattelite link kill some of its own people and seemed to have destroyed itself, they began to walk out to the new massive base. It was a combined effort of the Army, Air Force, and Navy. The base was about 2 times the size of New York City. The Generals watched the new AT-TE walkers (cannon mounted, no lasers) patrol the base with about 2-3 T-72 Main Battle Tanks with them. The Air Force began to fire up the new X-30 Stealth Fighters. Last but certainly not the least of all three, the Admirals began to slowly move both the 2 newest battleships of the fleet out of port, the SWS (Spartan War Ship) Budapest and the SWS Moscow. Last the newest sub of the fleet the SWS Stalingrad, a new massive fusion powered submarine the size of 2 Typhoon class subs.

The Emperor standing next to his two most important Chief's Of Saff.

"Today gentlemen the most massive base ever seen to man is fully operational and already function as one. Soon we shall unite all three branches and become a massive fully battle ready nation at all times."

Admiral, "Emperor the time will be soon, just a month or 2."

The 3 men hoped in a T-90 Battle Tank and drove to the massive Command Center.

Wasted Genius

20-04-2006, 18:30

June, 2126

Government:

Citizens of Wasted Genius have enthusiastically accepted the new government.

Tax revenues are up.

New laws limit excessive profits and high lending rates.

The former WG Ministry of Intelligence, National Security, Homeland Defense, Secret Service and Bureau of Investigation have been combined and are now called Wasted Genius Security Organization. The SO has been given sweeping authority to gather and process intelligence domestically and throughout the nation's sphere of influence.

Economy:

Consumer spending is at an all time high.

Industrial productivity is high, unemployment is very low.

Commercial competition is being studied by the Wasted Genius Economics Organization to determine if it truly is a stimulant to economic growth, as has been commonly believed in past years.

Military:

The WGDF is currently being restructured to reduce waste and duplication. The new military is being refitted with an emphasis on mobility and manueverability within the WG sphere of influence.

The WGDF will be combined under a single chain of command to improve efficiency and force coordination.

As a part of the restructuring plan, all current command-level officers will be tested for competency. Where corruption or gross inability is found, legal penalties will be imposed. An early retirement package will be encouraged for any commanders who fail to meet new, rigorous standards. In a very few cases retraining, temporary demotion or skill remediation may be offered.

The organizational restructuring is currently underway and is expected to be completed by January, 2127.

The equipment refit is expected to be complete by January, 2128. New weapons systems are projected to be Earth NA state-of-the-art, but not experimental or high tech.

WG

Maineiacs

21-04-2006, 00:49

OOC: You were off by a month. 4/20/06 = May, 2126

IC: Near Dodoma, Olduvai Province:

Emeka Tatenda surveyed the damage from the landslide. It had taken months to clear the debris away, only to reveal terrible devastation. More than 600 dead, people frightened, and government aid was slow; having to pass through an interminable sea of red tape. What was he to do for these people? temporary shelters had been found, but they were eager to rebuild, and so far, there was nothing to rebuild with. He snorted in disgust. He'd hoped that transfer of the area to Maineiacs would improve life in the region. And yet, here they were: still comparatively economically disadvantaged.

Wasted Genius

26-04-2006, 04:05

OOC: You were off by a month. 4/20/06 = May, 2126

~ snip ~

WGNN Headline News:

Wasted Genius Naval Observatory announces that it is replacing its aging cesium clocks with upgraded Ytterbium clocks that should reduce errors in timekeeping. Since most of the nations weapons systems depend on accuracy in timekeeping, it is believed that the switch to the newer, more accurate clocks could improve both international relations and military targeting.

Wasted Genius

26-04-2006, 04:49

Black Triangle Sightings At All Time High

Or is it just the observers?

WUFON Corporate Headquarters - Officials announced today that the number of "Black Triangles" sighted by independent observers has skyrocketed in the past few months. The sightings correspond with the recent change in government and increased, yet undisclosed, military spending.

Citizens from all over Wasted Genius are reporting mysterious small, low-flying black triangles that move rapidly and almost silently through the night. The shapes are often said to maneuver in ways that would be unthinkable for human-piloted craft.

Although some people (especially rural Oregonians) are convinced that these vehicles are evidence of extra-terrestrial visitors, others believe they are a new form of top secret government weapon.

A spokesman for the WGDF declined to comment on the phenomenon, but did indicate the cause of the sightings might be a rash of "bad weed" being sold on the black market.

Until someone is able to produce tangible evidence of the sinister aircraft, the question of whether they are weapons, ET's or DT's will remain unanswered. WUFON has offered an 8 million quatloo prize (1 million USD) to anyone who can produce an artifact that proves the machines are real.

Wasted Genius

26-04-2006, 06:06

OOC: And yes, I can wank the factish/sciencey parts of this. That is if you'll accept Wikipedia and a whole slew of homegrown websites as proof. But the point isn't the technical details. I'll get to that in a bit....

Area 51 - South Hanger

A group of scientists stands within the cavernous, dimly lit building with the General and his entourage of four colonels.

Lead Scientist: "General, I present Astra, our nation's newest military weapon!"

Powerful lights snap to life revealing a triangular craft hovering one meter above the ground. The General smiles as he takes in the sight.

General: My god man! Your team has really outdone themselves. How could you have possibly pulled off a high-tech engineering feat like this in such a short time?

Scientist: Well sir, I'd love to tell you it was long hours of applied creativity, scientific experimentation and hard work, but that would be a lie. When you said you wanted a new secret weapon based on existing technology, I went straight to the internet and let Ask.com do the legwork for me. Turns out that plans for our little ship here, officially known as the TR3-A, have been around for quite some time. The funny part was that the public never knew of the existence of these designs because they were buried in our archives, right here at Area 51.

The General's beaming smile had turned to a look of confused concern, but he was still happy that he had his weapon.

General: How does it work?

Scientist: Well, the original plans called for a nuclear power plant based on fission of uranium. These are of course heavy and damned dangerous, so we dropped in a hydrogen-ion fusion cell and got quite a bit better performance out of the old girl. To answer your question directly, the power plant cranks out a strong repulsive field to levitate the ship and provide lateral motion.

General: Sounds like science fiction to me. Wouldn't the pilot get cooked by the motor or the field coils?

Scientist: Ah yes, yes he probably would, if in fact there were a pilot. We acquired some other over-the-counter technology to eliminate that problem. If you'll recall, WGDF tested and proved a UAV many years ago. The system worked great, but was never used. Later, the program was scrapped due to budget cuts. We simply went shopping in our own warehouses for pilots made out of computer chips and titanium.

General: You don't say....How many of these 'Astras' do you have?

Scientist: We built 10 of them for our initial tests, but during trials we discovered something that you might find interesting-

You see the magnetic field really screws up communication with the base. Since the UAV brains of the ships already had a limited ability to navigate, identify targets and avoid obstacles, we started letting them communicate with each other to carry out their missions. A few gigabytes of code later, we found that all we had to do is group a bunch of them together and give them a flight plan and they did the rest themselves.

After dozens of tests we found they work best in swarms of 48 to 64. We had to build enough ships to create scrimmage scenarios, so we currently have 192 in inventory.

Oh, and these are the fighter/attack version. The TR-3B, the bomber, is known as Black Manta. We have 80 of those.

General: Thats astonishing! How could you build so many in such a short time?

Scientist: Like I said, the plans were pretty much ready to use. All simple parts. We just outsourced them to a WGSO machiadora in Juarez, Mexico. They can turn out about 5 of them a day. If we go into full scale production we can improve that number significantly.

General: So, how many do you think we need?

Scientist: Oh, I'd say 10,000 model A's and 5,000 model B's to start, for defensive purposes. But if you wanted to take on another country...

General: Right. I see. Hmm. OK, look - gear up to produce 100,000 A's and 50,000 B's, but only build 20,000 A's and 10,000 B's. I'd like to see a demo before we go any further.

With that the General nodded to one of his colonels.

General: Colonel Jackson will help you get the production going. I'm very pleased with the program.

Scientist: Thank you General. As we like to say in the desert: "Why work when you can just rip something off?"

General: Yes, yes, very true, very true.

Maineiacs

26-04-2006, 06:44

Maineiacs Intelligence HQ -- Langley, Potomac

The young agent stood patiently waiting for Director Kelsey to notice her. Kelsey, for his part, was busy having a little smoke. "Did you want something, Agent Bradford?"
"I have the Intelligence Report from Wasted Genius, sir."
"Ah, good," he took another drag. "want a hit? It's some primo ganja from Jamaica." He said.
"No, thank you, sir. I don't smoke marijauana." she said primly.
He looked at her. "'I don't smoke marijuana'? I love how you talk. Is your family by any chance Charyanian?"
"Yes, sir. My parents were born when Florida was still part of Charyania. I guess they raised me in that style."
"Thought so," Kelsey squinted at the report. "I can't read this when I'm stoned. Why don't you summarize it for me?"
"Well, sir, we have word that Wasted Genius has developed what appears to be a drone plane."
"OK, and this concerns us how?" he asked.
"Well, the planes sem to employ some sort of anti-grav fireld, but we're still gathering intel on that. Basically, they're post-modern descendants of the old American Stealth Bomber. The troubling thing is they're building several thousand of them."
"More power to 'em. at least their shit works, and doesn't blow up at the push of a button. I'm sure they're doing this in response to The Spartans and the Legion building their new toys, just like our railgun. Let's keep an eye on them, just to be sure. Are you sure you wouldn't like a hit?" he asked, holding out the joint.
"I'm sure sir. If there's nothing else?" she said.
"You can go. But, Ellen? You really should lighten up a bit."

Maineiacs

01-05-2006, 03:54

Maineiacs

01-05-2006, 04:00

From MBC News--

Afican Territories Seccede

Cape Town

After much debate in the Senate, Maineiacs has granted independance to our African Provinces. We wish to welcome the Queendom of Tarayshia to the community of Earth NA, and offer her Majesty's government full diplomatic recognition and an alliance offer.

Tarayshia

01-05-2006, 04:08

In an office far from the african lands, Queen Lehana of Tarayshia sat at her desk studying her computer screen. After a few moments of thought, she began her message to the nation.

From: Queen Lehana of the Nation of Tarayshia
To: The counsel of the nation of Maineiacs

Your grand Counsel, I accept your offer of alliance with your nation and mine. I thank you for the expansion of land, and to let you know that if you would need anything from my nation to please inquire it of me.

Signed,

Queen Lehana of the nation of Tarayshia

Tarayshia

02-05-2006, 07:02

(OOC: Do you allow bumps? Just trying to help, "bump," your thread...)

Maineiacs

02-05-2006, 07:28

Sure, I bump this thing all the time. :D

Tarayshia

02-05-2006, 18:57

(OOC: Oh, ok.)

Wasted Genius

02-05-2006, 19:19

Ok, guys. We have a new player. She's a friend of mine, so be on your best behavior. I'm giving her my Afican lands, but any other contributions would be nice. So, may I present, her majesty, the Queen of Tarayshia?

OOC: Welcome to the game Tarayshia. Maineiacs - just what is this "best behavior" you speak of???

IC:

To: Lehana, Queen of Tarayshia

From: Fred Hawley, Sec'y Department of the Interior

The provinces of of Uganda, Malawi, Zimbabwe, Botswana and Zambia have petitioned this office requesting to secede from WG to join the Nation of Tarayshia.

The WG Department of the Interior is willing to transfer its claim of these provinces to the nation of Tarayshia as an act of goodwill toward the citizens of both nations.

However, the WG Department of Intelligence informs us that a criminal wanted on tax evasion and racketeering charges is believed to be at large in the area. The criminal, known only as "The Boss," disappeared several years ago after attempting to overthrow the government of Wasted Genius during a period of worldwide civil unrest. The Boss is believed to be either the leader of or the sergeant-at-arms of the worldwide Lumentia organization.

Wasted Genius requests your assistance in locating and returning this dangerous felon so that he may be tried in a WG court of law.

Sincerely,

Fred Hawley
Secretary of the Department of the Interior
The Fractious Coalition of Wasted Genius

Wasted Genius

02-05-2006, 19:44

To: The United Kingdoms of Defuniak
From: Fred Hawley, Sec'y Department of the Interior, Wasted Genius

Given the unbelievably tranquil state of the world, The Fractious Coalition of Wasted Genius would like to offer The United Kingdoms of Defuniak 230 trillion USD for the provinces of Peru, Ecuador (excluding Galapagos Islands) and Chile.

We believe the sale of this land will be a benefit to both Defuniak and Wasted Genius and represents the highest price offered for any territory on Earth NA.

This offer expires 3 Earth NA months from today.

Sincerely,

Fred Hawley
Secretary of the Department of the Interior
The Fractious Coalition of Wasted Genius

Maineiacs

03-05-2006, 01:35

just what is this "best behavior" you speak of???

Well, you know how you guys are normally?

Thanks for the contribution. Your deal with Defuniak will be taken care of as soon as he OKs it.

Tarayshia

03-05-2006, 03:15

(OOC: WG thanks for the welcome!)

IC:

To: Lehana, Queen of Tarayshia

From: Fred Hawley, Sec'y Department of the Interior

The provinces of of Uganda, Malawi, Zimbabwe, Botswana and Zambia have petitioned this office requesting to secede from WG to join the Nation of Tarayshia.

The WG Department of the Interior is willing to transfer its claim of these provinces to the nation of Tarayshia as an act of goodwill toward the citizens of both nations.

However, the WG Department of Intelligence informs us that a criminal wanted on tax evasion and racketeering charges is believed to be at large in the area. The criminal, known only as "The Boss," disappeared several years ago after attempting to overthrow the government of Wasted Genius during a period of worldwide civil unrest. The Boss is believed to be either the leader of or the sergeant-at-arms of the worldwide Lumentia organization.

Wasted Genius requests your assistance in locating and returning this dangerous felon so that he may be tried in a WG court of law.

Sincerely,

Fred Hawley
Secretary of the Department of the Interior
The Fractious Coalition of Wasted Genius

After reading the letter that one of her advisors had handed towards her, Lehana leaned back in her chair and sighed.
"Catching someone known only as the boss will not be easy," Lehana said as her advisor Lida nodded.
"Perhaps," Lida began, "That is a lot of land however."
"Yes, but we'll be using our money to find this person, our people just so this chriminal can be dealt with in there court of law," Lehana said, "It's not our problem if we don't take the land. Write them a letter, tell them all that I am saying and if they meet our conditions we'll go forward with the deal."
"Yes your majesty," Lida said as she took down what the queen was saying.

From: Queen Lehana of the Nation of Tarayshia
To: Fred Hawley, Sec'y Department of the Interior

Mr. Hawley, I thank you for your offer, however it comes to my understanding that if we take this land we will be using our money, personal, police etc in order to find this chriminal in order for them to be dealt with in your court of law. I do not feel that my nation's resources should be used in this manor, therefore I will only accept your offer if these conditions are met:
1. My nation will help you, however we request that you take care of half of the expenses it will take in order to catch this person.
2. We request that you provide us guides, police, and any other people needed for this chriminal's capture.
We will be taking half of the cost, so I do hope you will consider this offer.

Signed,
Queen Lehana of the nation of Tarayshia

Maineiacs

03-05-2006, 04:27

To Her Majesty, Queen Lehana of Tarayshia

Your Majesty:

Maineiacs offers the services of Maineiacs Federal Investigations Team (MFIT) in your search for this self-styled "Boss". The agents we will send have training dealing with terrain and conditions such as you are likely to encounter.

We will, of course, be picking up the bill ourselves.

Sincerely,
Terence Kelsey
Director, Maineiacs Federal Investigations Team (MFIT)

Spartan Alliance

03-05-2006, 05:12

OOC: hhhmmm.... i see something coming up.....

To: 501st Legion Leader
From: Overlord Emperor of Spartan Alliance

It seems to me that the smaller and less efficient nations are forming small alliances. It is with best regards from the Galactic Empire Of The Spartan Alliance that 501st Legion and Sparta form a defensive alliance and coalation. I offer full services from Sparta in which both superior nation's militaries will work together to keep the Totalarist states as super powers. If any nation attack or declare war on you Sparta will be at your defense and defend you till the end.

It would be an honor to have this alliance between our great nations. I will be awaiting your reply, take your time there is no rush.

With Best Regards,
Alex Overlord Emperor of Sparta

Spartan Alliance

03-05-2006, 05:23

*On the Empire's national TV Station*

Reporter: Today we stood outside the Emperor's grand palace there was a military display but not in honor of the Emperor but to a new addition to the grand family.

*Goes to recording of this afternoon's parade*

(Nation's national march being played by military band)

Emperor: Today great people's of Sparta it is with great pleasure that I annouce to you an addition to the Royal Family. Today my wife Emperess Of Sparta will take her seat next to myself.

(crowd roars and cheers with happyness)
(Parade continues with crowd cheering madly for their Emperor )

*Recording Ends*

Reporter: As you can see Sparta is once again blessed with a beautiful addition to the Empire. We shall keep striving forward in history and mark our place as our ancestors did thousands of years ago. Remember always our saying..... "We fight for Sparta. We are the children and followers of the Anceint Spartans"

*Program Ends*

Tarayshia

03-05-2006, 14:44

From: Queen Lehana of Tarayshia
To: Terence Kelsey, Director Maineiacs Federal Investigations Team (MFIT)

Mr. Kelsey, we thank you for your generous offer. In order to pay you in return, we offer that we will pay half of the cost that it will take for your services.
We thank you,

Queen Lehana of the Nation of Tarayshia

Wasted Genius

04-05-2006, 00:52

~snip~

I do not feel that my nation's resources should be used in this manor, therefore I will only accept your offer if these conditions are met:
1. My nation will help you, however we request that you take care of half of the expenses it will take in order to catch this person.
2. We request that you provide us guides, police, and any other people needed for this chriminal's capture.
We will be taking half of the cost, so I do hope you will consider this offer.

Signed,
Queen Lehana of the nation of Tarayshia

To: Lehana, Queen of Tarayshia

From: Fred Hawley, Sec'y Department of the Interior

Unfortunately the government of Wasted Genius will be unable to comply with your demands, and we hereby retract our offer.

The presentation of territory was intended as a gift to promote the growth of the new nation of Tarayshia. We are suprised that this proposal was mistaken for an attempt to shift financial burden. The Wasted Genius Office of Management and Budget estimates the land value, tax base and natural resources of the region would have far outweighed any temporary cost of apprehending a single individual.

As stated, The Fractious Coalition of Wasted Genius retracts its offer and retains its sovereignty of the provinces of Uganda, Malawi, Zimbabwe, Botswana and Zambia.

It is the hope of The Fractious Coalition of Wasted Genius that our nations can move quickly past this current misunderstanding and continue along the path of peace and diplomacy.

Sincerely,

Fred Hawley
Secretary of the Department of the Interior
The Fractious Coalition of Wasted Genius

Tarayshia

04-05-2006, 03:38

(OOC: I didn't know that..this is my very first diplamatic rp that I've been in..I was invited in it, and I did not read the whole thread, only a few pages back. Sorry if my IC post seemed rude; i wasn't given any guidelines to follow when asked to join. Any help would be apriciated, and of course I could change my post.)

Wasted Genius

04-05-2006, 05:41

(OOC: I didn't know that..

~snip~

OOC: No worries - I'll make sure WG's Secretary of the Interior pays for his snappish reply in a future post. I'm thinking something like involuntary medical experiments...(ouch)

The behind the scenes part is that WG was trying to resurrect an old character (The Boss) for a new plot line. I couldn't risk you and Maineiacs actually hunting him down and killing him, now could I?

Anyway, my bad for forgetting that a new Earth NA player probably wouldn't have heard of The Boss or his counterpart, The Reverend Nehemiah Scudder. The plot line starts on page 53 at about post #785. Its worth reading and ends up with the bombing of Disney World as I recall. Just another day on Earth NA.

So, leave everything as it is, I'll post something tomorrow to get us back on track.

Cheers,

WG

Tarayshia

04-05-2006, 05:47

(OOC: Ok, awesome! So I didn't manage to piss off a nation in my first day thus could cause a war. Thanks for your post, my character was a bit put off when she read that..or when I read it..however you dessifer between the character and I.)

Maineiacs

05-05-2006, 03:52

If I do say so myself, the whole Scudder coup/ shadow government thing was one of our better ideas.

Maineiacs

06-05-2006, 03:07

Maineiacs

06-05-2006, 08:14

Whats your real IP?

Huh? I don't understand what you're asking.

Wasted Genius

06-05-2006, 09:39

Huh? I don't understand what you're asking.

OOC: Nevermind. WG was just off in La La Land for a little bit.

Wasted Genius

06-05-2006, 10:39

A discussion in the office of the Wasted Genius Secretary of State:

Secretary of State: "Mr. Hawley, why didn't you confer with our office before responding to the Queen of Tarayshia? Our African consulate has been inundated with complaints from citizens who were happily preparing to move to Tarayshia only to hear that you had retracted our offer. What were you thinking?"

Fred Hawley: "Well, I guess it was all just a big misunderstanding. I really didn't want 'The Boss', to slip away from us like that Bin Ladin guy got away from the Republicans back in the early 21st century. I mean, geez! How hard could it be to capture one guy on foot in a dress?"

Secretary of State: "I see your point Mr. Hawley, but this isn't the 21st century and we're not Republicans. The minute 'The Boss' pokes his nose out of a hole, we'll get him. Besides, our latest intelligence report puts him somewhere in Burkina Faso. He apparently got through our security checkpoints in Zaire, Congo, Camaroon, Nigeria and Benin. It appears that he's very tricky. Regardless, the eastern provinces have been given to Tarayshia and thats final. Do you understand?"

Fred Hawley: "Yes Madam Secretary."

Secretary of State: "Any questions?"

Fred Hawley: "No Madam Secretary."

Secretary of State: "Fine, you're dismissed."

Mr. Hawley rose from his chair and turned to leave the office

Secretary of State: "Oh, and one other thing. I'd like you to report to Dr. Khrust at 9AM Tuesday morning for a....uh....checkup."

Mr. Hawley stopped in his tracks, cringing. Dr. Khrust had a reputation, and it wasn't for his excellent bedside manner.

Fred Hawley: "Yes Madam Secretary"

The Secretary of State thought to herself, "and I can assure you, it will be a thorough examination."

Spartan Alliance

06-05-2006, 18:44

To the government of His Imperial Majesty, the Overlord Emperor of the Spartan Alliance

From: Ariane Dupry, Secretary of Commerce, The Liberal Utopia of Maineiacs

re: trade delegation

Your Imperial Majesty:

The government of Maineiacs would like to meet with representatives of your Majesty's governmment to discuss the possibility of a trade mission to your nation. We feel that this would be of great benefit to both our nations. If it pleases Your Majesty, please send word to our government with any proposals you might have.

Respectfully,
Ariane Dupry
Secertary of Commerce,
The Liberal Utopia of Maineiacs

OOC: 5/5/06 = August, 2127 ENADST

*Wired Telegram Reply*

From: Alexander Driscoll Emperor of The Spartan Alliance

re: trade delegations

Dear Secretary:

Yes as Emperor of the Alliance I would be pleased to open up trade relations to both of our nations. Sorry for the late reply, Sparta has been currently involved in family matters. As I have reviewed throughout the history of your Nation it seems your people have suffered greatly in a war against WG. As for a meeting in person, I will send you coordinates over a protected channel for the meeting. My current proposals: Construction equipment and or men; Raw Materials; last food and or any specific needs in which you require. If you would like we may also sign a Defensive Alliance. The coordinatess to you will be sent in a few hours. We will wait for your arrival until 05/08/06.

Sincerely,
Alexander Driscoll
Emperor of Sparta
Grand Admiral of the Military
The Galactic Empire of the Spartan Alliance

*EDIT* OOC: Sorry for late reply like I said, family matters had to attend to.

Wasted Genius

07-05-2006, 20:44

*Wired Telegram Reply*

From: Alexander Driscoll Emperor of The Spartan Alliance

re: trade delegations

Dear Secretary:

~snip~

As I have reviewed throughout the history of your Nation it seems your people have suffered greatly in a war against WG.

~snip~

OOC: What you refer to as a war, the people of WG recall as a "joint strike force," but whatever; I say tomato, you say tomahto. :p

Spartan Alliance

07-05-2006, 23:33

OOC: Oh well i was just reviewing the records, I couldnt decide what to call it, but then just came to the conclusion and said what the hell. But like you said whatever, its all good. :cool:

Tarayshia

08-05-2006, 00:22

(OOC: WG, do I get the land back that you gave to me? If so, can you let my queen know in a letter or something?
Thanks!)

Maineiacs

08-05-2006, 05:31

*Wired Telegram Reply*

From: Alexander Driscoll Emperor of The Spartan Alliance

re: trade delegations

Dear Secretary:

Yes as Emperor of the Alliance I would be pleased to open up trade relations to both of our nations. Sorry for the late reply, Sparta has been currently involved in family matters. As I have reviewed throughout the history of your Nation it seems your people have suffered greatly in a war against WG. As for a meeting in person, I will send you coordinates over a protected channel for the meeting. My current proposals: Construction equipment and or men; Raw Materials; last food and or any specific needs in which you require. If you would like we may also sign a Defensive Alliance. The coordinatess to you will be sent in a few hours. We will wait for your arrival until 05/08/06.

Sincerely,
Alexander Driscoll
Emperor of Sparta
Grand Admiral of the Military
The Galactic Empire of the Spartan Alliance

*EDIT* OOC: Sorry for late reply like I said, family matters had to attend to.

To His Imperial Majesty, Alexander Driscoll
Emperor of Sparta

Your Majesty:

We thank you for your gracious offer. Secretary Dupry will be at the designated coordinates at the time specified. We look forward to strengthening relations between our peoples.

Henry Ballard,
President
Liberal Utopia of Maineiacs

Wasted Genius

08-05-2006, 05:59

(OOC: WG, do I get the land back that you gave to me? If so, can you let my queen know in a letter or something?
Thanks!)

OOC: Yes, and involuntary medical experiments to the Secretary of the Interior as promised and yes, a letter confirming land grant. Done and done.

Wasted Genius

08-05-2006, 06:00

To: Lehana, Queen of Tarayshia

From: Fred Hawley, Sec'y Department of the Interior

It has come to my attention that due to a miscommunication between the branches of my government, my office responded to your recent diplomatic inquiry in a most inhospitable manner. Please allow me to give you my personal assurance that The Fractious Coalition of Wasted Genius at all times wishes to maintain peaceful relations with its neighbors and that the Department of the Interior deeply regrets any possible discomfort we may have caused.

I have been instructed by the Wasted Genius Department of State to restate that the provinces of of Uganda, Malawi, Zimbabwe, Botswana and Zambia are hereby granted as the sovereign territory of Tarayshia.

Further, we have confirmed that the international terrorist known as "The Boss" is currently at large in Wasted Genius territory and no further assistance from the Tarayshian monarchy is requested at this time.

Sincerely,

Fred Hawley
Secretary of the Department of the Interior
The Fractious Coalition of Wasted Genius

Wasted Genius

08-05-2006, 06:01

OOC: Oh well i was just reviewing the records, I couldnt decide what to call it, but then just came to the conclusion and said what the hell. But like you said whatever, its all good. :cool:

OOC: My english teacher would have a field day with the spelling, grammar and punctuation of this one, but my official response is:

"Ain' no thang but a chicken wing. Hoo rah."

WG

Tarayshia

08-05-2006, 06:16

From: Queen Lehana of the Nation of Tarayshia
To: Fred Hawley, Sec'y Department of the Interior of the Nation of Wasted Genius

Mr. Hawley, we of our nation accept your statements and do thank you for the land that you have given us. If your nation would need assistance in anything, please let us know.

Sincerely,
Queen Lehana of the Nation of Tarayshia

Wasted Genius

08-05-2006, 06:26

A front porch, in a small town in Oregon:

Khrust looked at the letter that had been sitting on the sidetable for days now. There was an order to these kinds of things: Mail person drops mail, Khrust watches mailbox for three hours, sunset forces Khrust to the mailbox. All mail is deposited on the small sidetable on the porch for 48 hours observation. Once the mail is determined to be safe, it is methodically opened. Last in, first out.

Unfortunately for today, first out was a letter with the return address of "WGSO, Severe Penalty for Fraudulent Use." But protocol was protocol and so Khrust opened the letter:

"Dear Dr. Khrust,

We are aware that it has been some time since you have employed your vast knowledge and unique skills in the service of your country. We appeal to you today in an effort to enhance national security and stabilize peace throughout the world.

Please report to the coordinates, POINT ALPHA, on Monday for an orientation seminar that will allow us to present our case.

We hope you will understand that since our request is of an urgent nature, your refusal is not an option. The government of Wasted Genius must ensure that your skills are at our disposal. If you have any doubts about our sincerity, please look to the wall of your front porch, one meter to your left, eye level.

Sincerely,

Jane Oxana
Secretary of State
The Fractious Coalition of Wasted Genius

Khrust didn't need to look at the laser dot that glowed on his porch wall, one meter to his left at eye level; he'd called in this kind of thing too many times before to be bothered. He rose slowly to go inside and pack his bags....

Maineiacs

10-05-2006, 09:19

From MBC--

January 2128

This marks another election year in Maineiacs. Pres. Ballard is not elegible for re-election, so here are brief notes on the candidates.

Sen. Christine Fulton (SD, Plymouth Province)-- internationalist foreign policy, believes in continuing with social programs domestically, pro-environment.

Sen. Michael Smith (ND, Nebraska) -- pragmatist economically, wants to limit growth of welfare, and lower taxes, would allow freer private enterprise, but would cut foreign aid.

Sen. Joaquin López (Socialist, Cuba) -- pro-social program, anti free enterprise, isolationist.

Although the Reform Party elected 5 Senators in the off-year elections of 2126 (3 from Florida, 2 from Mississippi), they are not fielding a Presidential candidate.

Spartan Alliance

10-05-2006, 22:01

*Private Comm, Encrypted Message*

To President Henry Ballard:

The coordinates for the meeting will be at 64*57'18.41" N by 31*31'24.28" W. Off the coast of Iceland and Greenland. You shall meet up with the ship I.S.S. Red October a new Typhoon Mark II Class Submarine. Once you have reached the coordinates and our ship sees you on either sonar or radar we will up periscope to make sure it is you. The message will be in morse code by light signal. We will ask for the message and shall reply with 1 ping confirmation for a good. If 2 pings, I am sorry to say that the ship sent will be sunk and crew taken prisoner, for security reason. You will be the first ones to ever see the Red October, dont screw up.

Message to be sent once at coordinates will be, Oscar.

We will be awaiting your arrival. But I personally will not be their as you have probably read or heard about there is a new addition to my family.

Sincerely,
Alexander Driscoll
Emperor of Sparta
Grand Admiral of the Military
The Galactic Empire of the Spartan Alliance

Wasted Genius

12-05-2006, 21:09

SeaTac Airport - Seattle, Washington, Wasted Genius

Dr. Khrust approaches the Delta Airlines first-class ticket counter carrying his small black briefcase.

Ticket Agent: "Welcome sir, your destination please?"

Dr. Khrust showed the agent his ID card and said only, "Official business."

TA: "Could you look into the camera behind me please?"

Khrust did as directed. The camera was attached to a facial recognition system that cross referenced his ID to the travel itinerary that had been reserved for him.

TA: "Thank you doctor. You are checked in, one way to your classified destination. Your flight will depart for Las Vegas from gate 4, 9:55 AM. Upon arrival in Las Vegas, catch the shuttle that will take you to the JANET airlines terminal. The JANET shuttle, terminal and aircraft are all white with a broad red stripe, there are no other markings or logos. The JANET flight will take you to your final destination, which is classified."

Dr. Khrust: "Thank you. I remember the drill."

TA: "Enjoy your trip, doctor."

Maineiacs

12-05-2006, 22:50

Grand Banks, North Atlantic, off Newfoundland--

"We should arrive at the rendevous point by tomorrow, sir." said Captian Blankenship of the MS McGovern.

"Good, thank you, Captian." Said Ballard "You remember the signal, right?"

"Yes, sir. Sir? Permission to speak freely?"

"Of course."

"Sir, are you sure this will be safe? I mean, I realize the Spartans are secretive, but isn't this a little too 'cloak and daggar', even for them?" asked Blankenship

"Oh, we'll let them have their fun. But I agree that it's a bit elaborate. As if we'd want or even need their ship designs." chuckled Ballard

"Do you really trust them?"

"Just about as far as I could throw them. But we need this trade agreement."

"But Sir, what if..." began Blankenship.

"Linda, relax. It'll be ok."

"I'm just worried, Uncle Hank." she said.

OOC: sorry for the delay in responding. What can I say? Finals week.

Spartan Alliance

13-05-2006, 03:26

*On board the I.S.S. Red October awaiting the arrival of the representatives from Maineiacs*

Admiral Atriedes sat in the command chair reviewing the divisional reports from Engineering.

"Well lets see..... Fusion reactors-100% operational, Propulsion-100% operational, CAT (Catipillar) propulsion- 75-80% operational (minimal errors), and all pump and purge systems-100% operational. Well everything seems to be pretty much operational. I just hope the representatives from Maineiacs doesn't screw up on the morse code transmission. I would not like to have to test out the weapon systems on this ship on a soon to be ally."

Executive officer Captain Hirschler in engineering watching over the crewman specialized in the CAT propulsion system.

"Come on you bafoons, the CAT system is suppose to be operational before we get back to port. You have until the end of this Trade Meeting."

"Aye sir."

Back on the bridge.

"Sonar anything picked up yet?"

"No Admiral just biologics."

"Understood keep me informed. Conn stay at condition green. Even when our guests arrive stay at green we want all forms of aggression set aside. This is all for both nations and I dont want us to screw up. Once they have given the proper light signal for, OSCAR, then send one ping and helm surface up next to their stardboard bow. Next open the hatches get the crew out and through over some lines so we may tie up with them. If the seas are rough tell them to switch to radio frequency 31.10 megahertz. Conn if we do have to speak to them through radio tell them to procede to the port of, Nuuk in Greenland. It is one of their ports but we will procede their if need be to continue negotiations."

"Aye Admiral. All men you know what to do, so get to it."

OOC: I dont know if you guys remember the Catipillar system from the movie Hunt For Red October? Thats the same system this ship is using. Thats ok right? It should actually be way past our time, right? Just maken sure.

Maineiacs

13-05-2006, 05:19

OOC: It's been awhile, but I've seen the movie. Yes, it's acceptable.

IC:

Hank Ballard sat in his stateroom, feeling more than a little queasy. The Noeth Atlantic had decided to throw one last storm at them. Up on deck, Cpt. Linda Blankenship read the wire handed to her.

"Well, let's send that signal and see what the Spartans have to say."

The Signalman sent out OSCAR, and waited for the reply.

Spartan Alliance

13-05-2006, 05:37

OOC: Cool thanks. Just go ahead and head for the designated port, my Admiral will be aboard your ship and my sub will follow your surface vessel.

IC:

On the Bridge numerous cheers could be heard by any active sonars.

"Conn one ping please. Today is a glorious day for both nations. Helm surface the ship nice and easy, since we have fierce storms stay about 15-20 feet off their starboard side."

*Moments later a loud ping was sent out sending the message of a correct code. Next the massive sub surfaced next to the representative ship from Maineiacs, about 20 ft off her stardboard side.*

"Out on deck men time to meet some new friends. Since the weather decided not to give us a little breathing space, I will go over to the Maineiacs ship and personally tell them to go to the port of Nuuk in Greenland. Once they get moving submgerge and follow. When we get about 10 miles away from Nuuk surface, to show its us. See you guys in Nuuk."

"Aye Admiral."

*The Admiral came out to the Conning tower of the Red October to greet the people of the nation of Maineiacs and personally go aboard their ship to get to know them a little better.*

Maineiacs

15-05-2006, 05:28

"Ma'am, the Spartan sub says they want us to stay on course for Nuuk, and their Captain is requesting permission to board." said the radioman.

"Very well, Ensign. Tell them permission granted, and inform the President that we're going on to Nuuk." said Blankenship.

"Aye, ma'am."

Wasted Genius

17-05-2006, 05:48

At WGSO Headquarters, Colonel Robert Lawson Franks reviewed the day's latest briefings:

From: WGSO North Central Command (NOCENCOM)

To: WGSO Director National Operations

Re: Maineiacs North Atlantic Fleet Operations

WGSO Satellites have been tracking activity of one ship from Maineiacs fleet and its possible contact with a large submarine of unknown registry.

The Maineiacs ship was tracked using infrared and magnetometric detection, as it was running under a communication silenced protocol since leaving Maineiacs coastal waters.

The submarine was not detected until it entered WGSO's focus of survellience on the the Maineiacs ship. The submarine did not surface, but a WGSO satellite's side-scan radar briefly detected a large submerged object near the Maineiacs ship.

Unconfirmed intelligence received from international sources suggests that the submarine may belong to the Spartan Alliance fleet.

At this time, it is impossible to identify the submarine, or the purpose of the meeting, or if the encounter was a coordinated effort between Maineiacs and another nation. We have alerted operatives in all WGSO foreign services theaters in an effort to add to our intel database.

WGDF (WG Defense Force) has not been made aware of this information, but may have detected the activity as a result of their normal operations.

Please advise as to how NOCENCOM should procede with this matter.

Colonel Franks sipped his coffee while reading the report. What could this mean? Could there be a new balance of power evolving in the world?

In any case, it would be good to see his old friend Khrust this afternoon. Khrust always had a sixth sense for these kinds of things. Maybe it was Khrust's unconventional method for extracting information from the pile of spaghetti that was the WG bureaucracy these days, or maybe it was that secrets locked away in the monstrosity of a computer he used to talk to on a regular basis. Ah, Khrust truly was something else. Colonel Franks looked forward to seeing him again.

Spartan Alliance

17-05-2006, 22:29

*Admiral Atreides getting ready to enter the submersible to be fired from the Red October and retrieved by the Maineiac's ship*

"Captain anything before I leave?"

Conn officer Christopher was sprinting towards the submersible room...

"Admiral!! Captain!!! Wait!!!"

"Yes Chris?"

Panting hard..."Admiral message from intel (itelligence agency). They say to activate the Catipillar drive. They say that they have been watching the space above the atlantic since this is our first mission underway. It seems to be that a sattelite from the nation of Wasted Genius has been tracking the Maineiacs surface vessel ever since she left her port. They are unsure though if they know we are here."

"Thank you Lt. Commander. Captain you heard, fire up the Catipillar system. I will let the people over on the Maineiacs vessel what is going on. Submerge down to 800-1000 ft. That should keep you undected. If you think other wise you have my permission to submerge to 1500 ft."

"Aye Admiral. See you in Nuuk."

"Yes see you in Nuuk."

Captain and Lt. Commander saluted the Admiral, and he gave a salute back. Admiral hoped into the submersible. The door closed and pressurized. Next the submerisble launched and rose up to the vessel. Quickly picked up by Maineiacs and the Admiral greeted everyone and was especially pleased to meet them. He went off with Blankenship to do the commander stuff and talk about naval tactics etc.

OOC: Sorry I sorta used your people in a way Maineiacs, just wanted to push it forward and press on. :D

Wasted Genius

19-05-2006, 00:22

OOC: In my next post I'm going to refer to some old Earth NA history, so I thought I'd provide a barebones synopsis for the newer players:

Maineiacs holds an election, where Rev. Scudder, a religious leader, takes control of the government. Meanwhile, there are some backoffice shenanigans in Wasted Genius that include the assassination of Prime Minister At Masok.

Rev. Scudder ushers in a new age of theocracy, (who knew it would mirror RL so closely?), and tries to execute the very likeable leader, Andrew McDermott. In an effort to free Andy McDermott and daughter, 501st and WG gang up on Scudder, who in turn nukes the crap out of their capitals and a couple other cities. (See post #825)

This nuking puts a serious crimp in WGs hairstyle, and leaves the whole conspiracy theory on ice for awhile. Maineiacs Freedom Force and the WGDF go after the last of the religious zealots holed up in Disney World. 501st takes Rev. Scudder captive. A Scudder loyalist detonates a suitcase bomb in 501st. Maineiacs restores its Liberal Utopia to power and life goes on.

Also,

A couple of posts that will be relevant to my attempt pick up the whole WG conspiracy thing in my next post:

Post 786 - Dr. Khrust is introduced.

Post 790 and 810 - "MAJIC EGGROLL" is introduced - That'll be "Mind's Eye" from now on.

Post 803 - The Boss is introduced. Since calling him "The Boss" feels a little goofy and Springsteenish, he will become Tyrone Kessler. Now there's a cool name. Also, "the syndicate" will become "Lumentia," an international secret society.

And also...

I would like to develop this whole kind of conspiracy/paranoia/urban legend/cloak and dagger kind of thing for WG. Anyone in Earth NA can play along, including terrorist/spy/covert ops anywhere in WG territory. My only request is that you TG me before you wipe out one of my characters or plot elements so I can have a chance to adjust.

Wasted Genius

19-05-2006, 00:23

In the study of a large plantation home, 100 km west of Bobo-Dioulasso, Burkina Faso -

The Boss: "It's good to see you again Herr Rosser. My assistant tells me you have news for me."

Herr Rosser: "Yes I do. But I'm not sure you'll find any of the news I have for you to be to your liking. It appears that your vacation from your Lumentia duties is drawing to a close."

Boss: "Herr Rosser, given my rank in the organization, do you think its wise to make such a statement?"

HR: "It is not I who has made this decision, but the council. You are indeed a powerful and great leader in our circle, but I'm sure you will not trifle with the unanimous desire of your brothers. After all, you weren't appointed to this position by God." *chuckle*

Boss: "True on all accounts. I was simply testing your motives. Now, what have you come to tell me?"

HR: "Lumentia agents imbedded in the WGSO have discovered that Dr. Khrust and several other operatives that used to belong to our organization have been called to active duty. Each of these assets was assigned to the Mind's Eye project just as it came on line."

The Boss sat up a little straighter. Mind's Eye. It had been many years since he had heard of the project. The WGDF called their part of it "MAJIC EGGROLL." Too bad they were the only ones with a supercomputer fast enough to run the program.

The project had been an enormous success. But just as it seemed like a dream had come true, the bombs started dropping and most of Lumentia scuttled for cover in whatever bunker they could find. No one knew at the time that Rev. Scudder was about to be captured, instead they thought the nukes were the first wave of God's wrath, and that they'd surely be hunted down and exterminated.

Could the WGSO be trying to resurrect Mind's Eye without Lumentia? That possibility might be even worse than living with Rev. Scudder's theocratic vision of world peace. Of course, the first thing WG would try to get rid of was....

The Boss: "Mind's Eye. Yes, I remember the project. One of our speculative ventures as I recall. Not much use in the new world though."

The Boss hoped this lie would throw Herr Rosser off track and create an opportunity for a hasty escape.

Herr Rosser: "That is not the opinion of the council. They believe it could be a valuable asset to whomever or whatever controls it. That is why we would like you to focus your resources on regaining possession of it for Lumentia."

The Boss: *cursing* "You were correct at the outset of our conversation Herr Rosser, I do not find your news to my liking. Very well. Arrange passage for me through Ghana to Montevideo, Uruguay. I will direct my operations from The Villa."

Herr Rosser: "Already done. I have brought the forged documents you will need to clear security checkpoints along the way. Your new name will be Mr. Tyrone Kessler."

The Boss: "Tyrone - how noble sounding for an African aristocrat."

Maineiacs

19-05-2006, 07:29

before I RP this, Sparta, would my people have any idea what you're doing? I'm a little lost. Sorry, Semester's over, but now summer session, and the pace is a little hectic right now.

Maineiacs

20-05-2006, 20:09

<bump>

Spartan Alliance

23-05-2006, 01:16

Yea my character that is coming over to your vessel is notifying your people about my submerged vessel to avoid detection from anyone not involved in the current diplomatic sessions. Hey its cool I am about to end this year in about 2-3 weeks and its 3 month vacation for me. :D

Maineiacs

01-06-2006, 06:20

Sorry for my lack of activity lately. Kind of busy right now, but it should lighten up next week. Normal Earth NA time will resume as soon as Spartan and I finish our business. next Monday, assuming we start up by then will be November 2130, I'll decide my next president then skip to the off-year Senate elections.

Maineiacs

10-06-2006, 23:21

Sparta, I need to hear from you. Assuming this plotline gets resolved, Earth NA time is June, 2131.

Wasted Genius

13-06-2006, 02:00

The WGDF launched a mission today to airdrop food, clothing and medical supplies to dozens of cities throughout Peru, Chile and Equador.

General Charles Martinez of the WGDF stated that: "The government of Wasted Genius has known for some time that the South American government of Defuniak has been in collapse. This week the WGSO (Security Organization) was made aware of mass graves where the citizens of these countries have been burying an alarming number of people who have succumbed to starvation, disease and gang-related violence.

"Our mission is one of both humanitarian aid and the preservation of the integrity of Wasted Genius borders with these countries. WGBP (Border Patrol) has reported a wave of thousands of refugees fleeing intolerable conditions in their homeland.

"Wasted Genius has been reluctant to involve itself in the affairs of another sovereign state and has made numerous attempts to contact the government of Defuniak. So far, our communiques have been ignored.

"Our goal is to provide the immediate necessities required by these desperate people and to prevent an incident that could drag our security forces into conflict with a network of warlords who are currently controlling the eastern region of Peru, Ecuador and Chile.

"All flights over the sovereign airspace of these countries are unarmed and are carrying only food, medical supplies and other equipment whose only purpose is to provide relief of the residents of the area.

"The WGDF has staged armed aircraft within our territory to ensure that the flights are not tampered with by any nation or entity that might wish to capitalize on this dire situation and prevent the humanitarian aid and the brave volunteers who are delivering it from reaching their destination. The flights will be carefully monitored by real-time satellite survellience.

"The WGDF will cancel these aid missions immediately should the government of Defuniak notify us that they wish them to cease.

"The government of Wasted Genius and the WGDF would like to underscore that our intent is to end the suffering of millions of neglected people and assist the population of Ecuador, Peru and Chile as they begin the long road to rebuilding their society.

Wasted Genius

13-06-2006, 20:06

A conference room in Area 19, Nevada, WG -

Conference Chairperson: Thank you for joining us today, ladies and gentlemen. Our speaker has been both an observer of human nature and an architect of artificial intelligence systems. Many of you will remember him from his published articles, especially his definitive work, "Bayesian Body Localization Using a Mixture of Nonlinear Shape Models." Its been said that you must have an IQ of at least 130 to get through the title alone. *smiles* It is my great honor to present Dr. Milan Khrust.

*applause*

Dr. Khrust: "Thank you Ms. Chairperson. On my way over here, I noticed a man walking with a limp. As we were both waiting for a cab, I struck up a conversation with him. Of course, when he found out that I was "a doctor" he brought up the subject of his bum leg. Finally he got around to asking me if I could do anything for him. I said, "no, but I can predict your cereal choice when you're at the local supermarket..."

Khrust waits for the punch line to sink in a moment. A few people get it and chuckle politely. Others appear a little offended by the comment. Khrust shrugs and continues on:

"Ladies and gentlemen, as insensitive as my little story may seem, it is the foundation of my current work. We live in a world of subtility. A nuance expressed by the Chairman of the Federal Reserve can be the catalyst for a month long stock market slump. A terrorist whose only real weapon is a camcorder purchased at Wastemart can plunge an entire society into fear and paranoia. And yet our poorest neighbor can plead for assistance and find his only answer is silence. *motions to the control booth at the back of the room* Len, could we dim the lights and put up my first slide?"

Khrust motions to the slide, a picture of seagulls flying in formation:

"Suprisingly, we can find the answers to these puzzling patterns of human behavior among an almost entirely unrelated species, Larus novaehollandiae, or the Silver Gull. Among birds, one could argue that the gull is 'smart,' or at least clever. But birds, of course, are very simple creatures. They may be able to decide whether a scrap of food is worth fighting over, but they certainly could never weigh any more complex decisions than that.

"In fact, recent studies show that the behavior of gulls, and birds in general, follow almost perfectly, a few mathematical formulas that could be stored in less than one megabyte of computer memory space.

"Next slide please, Len."

A picture of the top-secret TR-3A Astra Attack/Fighter flashes on-screen.

"You may be a bit suprised to hear this, but our newest aerial defense system employs the same formulas used by gulls to navigate, assess targets and avoid collisions.

"Next slide please, Len."

A picture of a crowded shopping mall appears.

"And as it turns out, the creatures that inhabit this environment use them as well."

*audience laughs*

"But back to my insensitive joke. We have long regarded it as rude to judge someone by the way they dress...

a slide of a slovenly man next to a business man in a suit.

"Or the cut of their hair..."

a slide of a punk-rocker with a mohawk

"Or the places they frequent..."

a slide of three men standing near a provocatively dressed woman outside a nightclub

"But these choices are all made according to the experientially programmed variables in this formula..."

a slide of Dr. Khrust standing next to a math formula that fills a very large chalkboard

"And just like a math formula, we can solve the unknown elements, based on a few bits of information gathered from a smile, or a grimmace that lasts less than 50 milliseconds. Or a gesture of the hand. All we have to do is watch....

a slide of a satellite in orbit

"Ladies and gentlemen, I'd like to introduce a technology that will someday allow us to avoid the diplomatic mistakes that cause war, the lack of attention that breeds famine, and the cloak of secrecy that hides criminal activity. Ladies and gentlemen, allow me to introduce Mind's Eye."

With that, the lights over the podium darken and a video presentation begins to play on the main screen....

Wasted Genius

13-06-2006, 20:09

September 15, 2131, Houston, TX, WG:

Wasted Genius NADA (National Aerospace Development Agency) would like to inform the nations of the world that it will begin operations at 13 launch facilities ("spaceports") located in the provinces of Colombia, Venezuela, Guyana, Suriname, French Guiana, Brazil and Argentina.

Where applicable, the downrange path of all launches will occur over international waters. Payloads will be commercial or scientific, except as noted on the weekly schedule available upon request from WG NADA.

Each site is capable of staging launches on a four to seven day cycle with each facility maintaining 12 to 14 operational launch pads. Initially, 40 to 60 launches per week are planned, but this number could increase to as many as 120 launches per week during optimum atmospheric conditions.

Orbital trajectories will be predominantly geosynchronous, polar and pre-interplanetary in nature. Low Earth Orbit missions will be announced prior to launch to avoid tracking confusion by international security agencies.

Maineiacs

13-06-2006, 22:15

Just a little OOC note: When Sparta returns, I'll be playing the plotline dealing with our negotiations with my new President, Christine Fulton (SD-- Plymouth). The off year elections of 2130 gave the SD's a majority again (SD's -- 310, ND's -- 200, Socialists -- 85, Reform -- 5). SD's control 10 Provicial governorships, ND's have 6 and Socialists, 4.

IC: From MBC News and MWS (Maineiacs Weather Service)--

Montego Bay Flattened by Hurricane

Havana, Cuba Province, September 21, 2131

Montego Bay, Jamaica, capital of Antilles Province has devestated by the passage of Hurricane Amber yesterday. top sustained winds were 200 kph (120 mph). damage is said to be considerable, and government offices have been moved to Santo Domingo, on the island of Hispaniola. Hurricane warnings remain in effect for the Cayman Islands and for Western Cuba. Amber remains a dangerous Category 3 storm and is expected to enter the Gulf of Mexico in the next 24 to 36 hours. Amber formed unexpectedly 5 days ago, and quickly grew to major hurricane status. This marks the latest date that the first named storm of the Atlantic Hurricane season has formed in several decades.

Wasted Genius

16-06-2006, 05:36

WGSO National Headquarters, Director's office. Col. Franks is reading a report at his desk. There is a knock at the open door.

Lt. Colonel Bob Shaw: "Col. Franks?"

Col. Franks looks up over his half-glasses.

Franks: Oh, hi Bob. Come on in, have a seat.

Lt. Col. Shaw sits.

Franks: Thanks for stopping by. I hear that you're still following that Maineiacs fleet operation.

Shaw: Uh, yessir, I am. I think there's something going on.

Franks: Well, I think you can put it to rest Bob. I looked at the surveillance data. I think you've got pictures of a whale watching expedition.

Shaw straightens up in his chair.

Shaw: With all due respect - come again sir??

Franks: Your "suspect" is a whale.

Shaw: Again, no insubordination intended, but thats not a whale. Unless whales are 618 feet long and 75 feet wide.... Anyway, there was another smaller craft that detached from the main craft.

Franks looks Lt. Col. Shaw directly in the eye and speaks in a deliberate tone.

Franks: No doubt the whale's calf.

Shaw: Sir, am I to gather that one way or another we're done monitoring the Maineiacs fleet operations?

Franks: Yes, very astute. If the Maineiacan navy wants to go whale watching, its really none of our business. Have you got anything else for me?

Shaw: Well, there are the odd rumbling sounds picked up by our North Atlantic sonobouys....

Franks: Don't even try it. Those sounds are obviously seismic activity and the lower tones of whale calls.

Shaw: Right. Well then, that pretty much wraps it up. Oh, except for our ongoing surveillance of the Peruvian warlord, Quito.

The two men continue their discussion of the chaos in Peru.

Maineiacs

16-06-2006, 06:53

Spartan Alliance

16-06-2006, 09:50

OOC: Srry for disappearence.....

*Back in Nuuk, Greenland the Red October sat dockep up next to the Maineiacs ship while discussions where being held in the facilities*

Admiral Atreides sat in his chair reviewing some of the documents and proposals that the two nations could use.

Atriedes: Hmmm.... Well, we are mostly looking for nuclear materials for our new ships, tanks, etc. We do have the largest Uranium mining indutry but that is just not enough. Here are some other proposals (Hands Blakenship the proposals and document). As you can see we rely heavily on our military and all divisions combined with the Military Division. Even thought our country may seem rough and harsh on the outside. Citizens are treated well for their work, depending on if its good or bad, and allies of the Empire are treated well too.

(Takes a pause)

I guess the best thing I am trying to say is.... We are not looking to make enemies, really. But to be the largest and most advanced military in the world. And with the help of allies. We shall protect them and treat them well for helping the Motherland or the Emprie.

(Radio goes off)

Excuse me....

(Walks into a private area)

This is Admiral Atriedes, report Red October

October: Sir the whale trick did it. Message in from intelligence on a job well done on keeping her secret from everyone, well except the nation of Maineiacs.

Atriedes: True. (Thinking) I wonder what WG intelligence was thinking when the started hearing whale sounds...... (Speaking) Alright October I must continue the negotiations.

October: Sir we actually have been requested to leave port for opertaions in the Northern Artic. Another ship will be coming the S.A.S Kurch a Kara (Berkot-B) Class Cruiser.

Atreides: Aye October. Thank you for the call. See you back in the Motherland.

October: Aye Admiral. Red October, out.

(Admiral Atreides walks back into the negotiations)

Maineiacs

16-06-2006, 17:25

"Thank you, Admiral." said Blankenship "now, allow me to introduce our President, Ms. Christine Fulton. She will handle the negotiations."

"Admiral Atreides, on behalf of the Liberal Utopia of Maineiacs, welcome to Nuuk." she began. "I believe we can supply you with the Uranium you seek. We have recently discovered a vein of ore right here in the bedrock underlying the ice cap of Kalaallit Nunaat. In return, we are interested in obtaining a supply of Bauxite to supplement our mines in Allegheney Province. Is your government in the market for agricultural products of any sort? Also I would like to discuss strengthening other ties between our nations. Our countries may have a long history of rivalry dating back almost 200 years, to well before the Collapse, but I believe that such ancient animosities can and should be overcome. I feel, and our Senate agrees, that we should seek a liason with the Spartan Alliance, There is much chaos in the world right now, particularly in Defuniak and the 501st Legion, and with our defensive pact with Wasted Genius, which we will continue to honor, we are concerned our millitary resources may be spread a bit thin. Also, we are very close to working out the previous problems we experienced with our experimental railgun, and could, under a treaty with your nation, share some of our research."

Wasted Genius

16-06-2006, 18:09

OOC: *done in a bad Jaques Cousteau impersonation* "Here we see ze elusive Spartan Metallic Whale, and her calf. She is a beautiful creature, no?" BTW, the correct adjective form for "of or pertaining to Maineiacs" is Maineiacal. :D

IC: December, 2131 -- Lake Placid, Allegheney

Sean Gould sped down the course. Yes, the new snowboard handled quite well. He was confident of making a good showing at the NA X-games. He always looked forward to the competitions. Too bad he hadn't had the new board for the off-world Olympics back in '24.

*hint, hint*

From: CRav3n,spokesman for WG X-Game Wannabes
To: MXPN, X-games dude

Subject: Official application to the NA X-games

Dear X game master,

I have been asked by my uh, fellow Wannabes to apply for admission of our team in the upcoming NA Winter X-Games. We just about pretty much have somebody to cover every event, but I think we can rock in Snocross and Moto X. Our chicks will dominate in the Superpipe.

So if you maybe want to let us jam with you guys, ya know, I'll be waiting by the phone.

Keep it real,

CRav3n

Spartan Alliance

16-06-2006, 21:14

*In Nuuk the Red October casted off and immediatly submerged once she cleared the port.*

*North Atlantic, Position unknown, 12th Imperial Fleet, Command ship S.A.S Enterprise Kuznetsov (Orel) Class Carrier*

Enterprise: Enterprise to Kurch, respond. New objectives from headquaters.

Kurch: This is Kurch. Go ahead.

Enterprise: You are to head to the port of Nuuk at a speed of 35 knots to arrive in 2-3 days and continue diplomatic operations.

Kurch: Aye. Kurch out.

*Kurch breaks off from the fleet heading towards Nuuk at full speed*

*Greenland Sea, under the ice caps the Red October receives new intel and mission objectives*

Conn: Captain new mission.

Captain: Put it up.

Conn: We are to patrol the Greenland Sea under the ice caps and watch all ships coming the nations of Defuniak and 501st Leagion.

Captain: Set the ship level to DEFCON 4.

(Lights start blinking in the ship from Green to Blue. Signaling the change from Defcon 5 to Defcon 4)

Captain: (Intrecom) General Quarters! General Quarters! All hands man your posts!

*Back in Nuuk*

Admiral Atriedes looked over the Bauxite mining production and usage. Then looked at agricultural production and usage.

"Yes Ms. President. We can set up a Bauxite trade for Uranium. Agriculture, we will look over. Now generaly, do you need certain production? Such as grains, fruits, vegetavles, or just anything in general. Then with the finishing and signing of all of this and if all agreements are in, we will be glad to join your Defensive Pact with Wasted Genius. As for technology, we will be more than happy to help out with the Rail Gun research. We have even started a new project in which Nuclear ships will be able to switch from fission rections to fusion reactions. We have several land based fusion reactors. Making it pretty easy on our power supply since the supply us with so much. On a ship thought, the power would increase speed, maneuverability, and power usage throughout the ship by a ton. We would be able to also start using new EMPS, defense systems, radars, sonars, and even faster Aegis systems."

Maineiacs

18-06-2006, 04:00

"No, actually, Admiral, Maineiacs produces far more food than we need to feed our citizens. I was inquiring if perhaps the Spartan Alliance is looking for foodstuffs. If you're interested, we could send anything from wheat or corn to fish to blueberries. As for millitary hardware, we'd gladly share railgun research. Our own fusion reactors are quite sufficient for our needs, and we could in fact supply you with our own research on fusion power systems for naval ships. I think perhaps we ought to move on to the issue of trade delegations, and then we might discuss millitary liasons." she replied.

Spartan Alliance

22-06-2006, 05:23

"Ah ok. I see what you mean Ms. President. Well, in the next year or two our food production may not be enough for our population because of the birth to death ratio, but I think there is something I do have. The Emperor is quite fond of fruits. All fruits might I add. If you would like we could set up a trade for fruits from your country and then we will trade with you whatever else you might need."

*The S.A.S Kurch enters the bay area*

Kurch: Kurch to Admiral Atreides we have arrived at port, but sir. Is there room for us? The Captain doesn't think so from looking out of the bridge looking at the port.

Atriedes: I will ask and get back to you.

*Back in the office*

"Oh, Ms. President. I forgot to ask, do you have the ability to dock a ship such as the Kurch? She is quite big for a cruiser."

Maineiacs

23-06-2006, 08:24

"I'm sure we can supply as much as you need. the blueberry crop from Aroostook Province, in particular has been above average these last few years. About how many tonnes did you wish to trade for?" she said. "and yes, we should be able to fit her at the facilities in Nuuk with no problem. Perhaps the Captain cannot see the larger docks over to the left? We can fit anything from carriers to large 20th century tankers. We can accomodate you. Perhaps we should get moving along to the port now. even this time of year, storms can pop up without warning in this part of the North Atlantic."

Spartan Alliance

24-06-2006, 16:29

"Aye Ms. President you are correct on those storms. They quite eratic at this time of year. Anyways, about the tonnage. I think maybe 40-50 tonnes. How does that sound?"

*The Kurch docks*

Maineiacs

14-07-2006, 02:07

Sorry for the lack of posting. I haven't given up on Earth NA, I've just been very busy lately. Spartan, I'll continue with our plotline within the next couple of days. C'mon folks, let's keep Earth NA alive!

On a personal note, this is post 2,666 for me. Cool. Maineiacs -- now with twice the evil! MHAHAHAHA! :D

Wasted Genius

15-07-2006, 09:25

Maineiacs -- now with twice the evil! MHAHAHAHA! :D

OOC: OK, I'll bite. Hell, twice the evil is irresistable. But of course, it all depends on your definition of evil... (True stories to follow)

A villa, somewhere in South America. 6:30PM

Tyrone Kessler arrives home after a busy day at 'the office.' He opens the front door, fully expecting the onslaught of his three children. He's usually exhausted at this point, but he summons the last bit of energy in his weary bones to seem like he is interested in the childs world of fascination that is thrust at him before the door is fully opened.

Today, something is amiss. There are no knee maulings. No vyings for attention. No children at all. Just quiet.

He walks through the foyer, calling for Elena, the housekeeper. Perhaps he was unaware of an appointment or a summer camp or a family outing he had proposed months earlier.

Elena rushes out from the service area of the house.

Elena: Oh, Meester Kessler. Oh thank god you home. Eeets Keving. Oh Meester Kessler. You call Gohvenor. You call heem now!!!

Tyrone: Wha? Wait. Slow down - what happened to Kevin?

Elena: Oh, Meester Kessler. He not know. Eeet not hees fault!!!

Tyrone: What happened to Kevin!!

Elena: Oh, Meester Kessler. He an' some boys shooting fireworks by the palace. He get caught by the Makoots. They take heem into the palace. Oh, Meester Kessler, you call Gohvenor. You call heem now!!!

Elena was practically bawling at this point, and with good reason. The Makoots were the Governor's secret police. In reality, they were the tiny state's version of judge, jury and executioner. And being taken to the palace was merely a consolation prize for committing a crime while being white. If the Makoots took someone to the palace, it was usually because they wanted to dispense their version of justice without being watched.

Tyrone sighed heavily. This was going to cost him a lot of favors. He might even have to deal that jerkoff Governor into the game. But hopefully, the Governor would settle for guns or money, like he usually did.

Tyrone: Elena, have Miguel bring the car around front. I'm going to the palace.

Elena: Oh yes Meester Kessler, yessir, yes.

Elena runs out to the back of the house, calling loudly for the chauffeur....

Spartan Alliance

15-07-2006, 10:20

OOC: Oh god Mainieacs is actually living up to his name.....

*In the Imperial Palace in Budapest, Hungary. Territory in the Spartan Alliance*

Emperor: Soldier bring around my personal T-90 battle tank.

Soldier: Yes my Emperor.

*A T-90 Main Battle Tank comes rumbling down the street a few minutes later, the Emperor jumps into the tank*

Emperor: Kids lets go, we are going for a joy ride. *Emperor's daughter, and 2 sons come out*

*Tank rolls away to firing range*

*Indian Ocean, patrol, S.A.S Knox Nuestrashimy (Jastreb) (Type 1154) Class Frigate and the S.A.S Rolnik Tarantul I Class Corvette*

Knox: This is Knox to Rolnik, report.

Rolnik: This is Rolnik all green here commander.

Knox: Increase speed from 19-22 knots. Course change heading South-South East Vector 224. Weapons hot.

Rolnik: Rolnik Aye. Increase speed to 22 knots. Course change heading South-South East Vector 224. Weapons are hot.

Rolnik Sonar: Sonar bearing new contact sector C5. Heading North-North West Vector 025. Speed 15 knots... wait increasing to 30 knots. They are changing Vector to 055, they are on an intercept course.

Rolnik: Rolnik to Knox, Sonar bearing new contact. Sector C5, on intercept course, speed 30 knots. Unknown at the moment.

Knox: Knox aye. Ready weapons.

Rolnik Sonar: Sir contact is a Han Class Attack Submarine. Her weapons are hot. SIR SHE'S FIRING!!!! One, two, three, four. FOUR FISHES IN THE WATER!! Vector 065 speed 50 knots.

Rolnik: Rolnik to Knox. Under fire! Under Fire! Rolnik Requesting assistance. Four torpedoes in the water. Vector 065 speed 50 Knots. Turning to evade.

Knox: Roger engaging.

*The Rolnik Begins trying to manuever away from the torpedoes Knox begins engaging by firing torpedoes into the water*

Rolnik: Knox I think we can dodge two of the four, be we are going to be hit by the last two.

Knox: Aye.

Rolnik: First torpedo impact will be off the port side in the middle. Seal all water tight doors to impact area. Impact in 20 seconds. Doors sealed. Impact in 5 4 3 2 1. *Ship shakes violently* Second torpedo impact will be off the port bow. Water tight doors already sealed. Impact in 10 9 8 7 6 5 4 3 2 1. *Ship shakes violently again* Ship listing to port side, compensating.

Sonar Knox: Torpedo impact on enemy sub in 5 4 3 2 1. *Explosion in water* Subsonic explosion, enemy sub sunk.

Rolnik: Rolnik to Knox. Hit by two enemy torpedoes. Ship is balanced and flooding under control. Speed has been reduced to a max of 12 knots.

Knox: Aye. Sending message to 5th Fleet.

*Both ships set course for 5th Fleet and send out a distress signal*

Maineiacs

15-07-2006, 15:58

"Aye Ms. President you are correct on those storms. They quite eratic at this time of year. Anyways, about the tonnage. I think maybe 40-50 tonnes. How does that sound?"

*The Kurch docks*

"That would be fine, Admiral. I suggest a trade tonne-for-tonne, per annum." said Pres. Fulton

Spartan Alliance

16-07-2006, 00:55

Wasted Genius

17-07-2006, 21:44

Governors Palace, Montevideo, Uruguay.

A smartly dressed aide approached Mr. Kessler in the palace's expansive lobby. He extended his hand as he drew nearer. "Mr. Kessler, I presume?" His english was impeccable. Tyrone shook the offered hand.

"Yes, thank you for allowing me to speak with the governor on such short notice."

"Think nothing of it Mr. Kessler, you are one of this state's leading businessmen. The governor is always glad to speak with you. If you'll follow me, sir."

The aide led Tyrone upstairs to a large library furnished in Georgian decor.

"Please be seated, the governor will be in momentarily," the aide then turned to leave the room.

A few minutes went by, giving Tyrone time to study the many antiques and paintings displayed about the room. He had no doubt this brief interlude was purposely planned to enhance his perception of the governor as he entered.

At last, the door opened and the governor strode in, looking more like an emperor than the leader of a small state.

"Ah, Mr. Kessler, so nice to see you!" He announced in a robust voice.

"Thank you for meeting with me so quickly sir."

"Well, I would never pass up a chance to entertain two Kessler men at one time, this is a rare occassion!"

Tyrone thought to himself- "Well at least he gets right to the point. Let the games begin..."

Tyrone started, "Yes well, I apologize on Kevin's behalf for the circumstances . I can't imagine how he ended up in this situation, but you can be sure I'll find out."

"Oh nooo, nooo, I completely understand, Mr. Kessler," the governor said in his most sympathetic tone, "boys will be boys. At his age I was lobbing real mortars at a real enemy, instead of shooting bottle rockets over a palace fence." He smiled broadly and chuckled, but then his face turned to show an almost motherly concern. "We're all just lucky that my chief of security recognized the boy before his men were able to shoot. Mr. Cortes' men take their job very seriously you know!"

Tyrone supressed the urge to roll his eyes. There might as well be a meter on the governor's lapel that displayed a higher dollar amount with each sentence. He decided to start the ransom negotiations before the pricetag became too stratospheric.

"Sir, I can appreciate that this incident has consumed some of your valuable resources. Is there anything thing I can do to offset the burden?"

"Wellll, now that you mention it Mr. Kessler, we were forced to double palace security forces for the entire afternoon - as a precaution, of course. But the real issue on my mind today is not only the physical, but the political security of my administration."

"Yes, well, I could introduce you to a few of my business associates. I know some very resourceful people who I'm sure can find ways to improve your physical security and political stability."

Tyrone repeated silently, "Guns and money, guns and money, guns and money..."

"Mr. Kessler, I appreciate your offer, but my administration can handle the local threats we encounter. No, I'm not concerned about losing my job to a few unsophisticated rebels, no, no. What I'm concerned about is how my tiny state can become prosperous and garner the attention of the big players in the global economy."

Tyrone's worst fear crept up from its hiding place in his gut to seize his chest, arms and throat. How could the governor possibly know?

"I'm not at all sure how I can help you with that problem, Mr. Governor. I might be able to persuade a few of my international contacts to begin an initiative-"

"SCREW intiatives!!" the governor bellowed. "You know very well what I'm talking about!" Then he became almost childlike, looked up to the ceiling and murmurred in a sing-song voice, "Mind's Eye."

"I have no idea what you're talking about sir."

"Riiight. Riiight. I can imagine the penalty you would face for even hinting that you knew anything about such an important, er, device as that. But trust me, I have been kept very well informed about your activities for the last few years. Very well informed indeed." He paused, looked at the floor, then began again.

"Mr. Kessler, I can appreciate your delicate position here. And I'm not an unreasonably greedy man. I'm not talking about full ownership, just occasional access. And I'd like to propose a deal that could be beneficial to both of us."

Tyrone was taken by suprise. He expected threats at this point, not offers of collaboration.

"Mr. Kessler, I'm sure you can't just walk into the WGSO Headquarters and start hauling off their scientists and mainframes. No, I'm sure an operation like this will take time. There are logistics involved. And obviously, you could use some improved security at your facilities. Heh, if I can find out what you're up to, I'd be suprised if the WGSO doesn't already know about it.

"So, you see Mr. Kessler, we can help each other. Someday you'll give me what I need, and today, I'll give you what you need."

With that the governor leaned over to an intercom and shouted, "Bring me the boy!!"

Maineiacs

18-07-2006, 03:51

"Well President if you would like to go tonne-for-tonne. I would like to increase it to 100 tonnes of fruit. What would you like in return for 100 tonnes. As for the Bauxite and Uranium trade. How does 250 tonnes of Bauxite sound for 250 tonnes of Uranium? In a year or two we can increase that trade to 500 tonnes with the introduction of new ships." Admiral Atriedes replied.

"I'd say you have yourself a deal, Admiral." said Fulton. "Now if we could move on to other matters, I would l ike to discuss perhaps the exchange of millitary liasons."

Maineiacs

18-07-2006, 04:03

ISS Unity, LEO:

July, 2134

Commander Holloway looked out through the portal. Africa was coming into view. He shielded his eyes as the station crossed the terminator and another "day" began onboard. The station was nearly complete now, and he could go home soon. Six months was a long time in microgravity. Of, course, if all went ell, his next mission would be significantly longer. It was hard to believe that it might finally happen. The last 4 administrations had been promising this trip for about 30 or so years. His father died in disappointment. Now, maybe, at last, they would finally do it. No more financial troubles, no more cutbacks, no more coups. Maineiacs was finally going to Mars.

Spartan Alliance

18-07-2006, 06:52

"I'd say you have yourself a deal, Admiral." said Fulton. "Now if we could move on to other matters, I would l ike to discuss perhaps the exchange of millitary liasons."

"Wonderful, absolutly wonderful. Go ahead then and bring those trade agreements, and we shall sign those. Yes, lets move on to the final part and get this over with so we can both be on our jolly ways." The Admiral said with great happyness and enthusiasm.

Spartan Alliance

18-07-2006, 07:03

*Eastern Indian Ocean, S.A.S Knox and the S.A.S Rolnik*

Knox: Rolnik status on damage?

Rolnik: This is Rolnik. The ships water line went down, we are still but very very slowly sinking. If you could posistion yourself closer it would help greatly.

Knox: Aye moving closer. Still no response from 5th Fleet.

Rolnik: Have you tried Indian Ocean Headquaters?

Knox: No. We will try them next.

Rolnik: Aye. Have you firgured out yet who was in control of that ship?

Knox: From our guesses the ship could have either came from the Eastern African Area or somewhere in the Middle East. No where else would seem logical for a ship that size and age.

Rolnik: Aye. How long until we can even reach somewhere close to the supply zone?

Knox: At this pace another week. Your speed has decreased from 12 to 8 knots.

Rolnik: Yes it has, but a week? We will have water on the deck by that time. I wish there was a Spartan ship somewhere out there or a friendly ship......

Knox: So do we just hang in there.

*Knox moves in closer and positions herself 10 yards away from the Rolnik*

Wasted Genius

18-07-2006, 22:56

8 Wasted Genius Aid Workers Killed in Peru

Iquitos, Peru - Eight Wasted Genius volunteers working for The South American Relief Fund were ambushed and killed today as they delivered food and medical supplies to the remote headwaters region of the Amazon River.

Details are still being reported, but it is believed that the volunteers were attacked by Red Path guerillas, a group that has been associated with Don Quito, a local warlord.

For several years, Don Quito has claimed authority over the Loreto district and is blamed for the attempted downing of Wasted Genius cargo planes that were providing relief to the region. The attacks prompted the WGDF to escort its cargo planes with ground attack fighters and high speed helicopter gunships.

Aron Jostens, head of The South American Relief Fund, issued a statement earlier today deploring the attacks and stating that "anyone who would use shipments of food and medicine for political gains is both psychotic and evil." Later, at a press conference, he vowed to lobby the government of Wasted Genius to provide increased security for air, land and marine deliveries of relief supplies.

Because of the latest violence, the government of Wasted Genius is expected to reverse its hands-off policy regarding the three countries of Ecuador, Peru and Chile. The region has been in chaos since the apparent disappearance of the Defuniakan government over three years ago.

Wasted Genius

19-07-2006, 20:48

Inside the Wasted Genius combat operations center, Southern Command:

General Madras is leading a strategic planning session, in preparation for a possible security operation in the Loreto district of Peru.

"Gentlemen, I'm looking for a new approach to fighting terrorism. Many of you are already familiar with Colonel Franks of the WGSO. I'd like start off with his intelligence breifing. Colonel Franks..."

The General motioned for Col Franks to come to the front of the room.

"Thank you General. Gentlemen, my job is to communicate the latest information about our enemy to you so that you can begin to formulate a tactical battle plan. At WGSO, we're reshaping our role to become the newest and most high-tech weapon on the battlefield. Yes thats right, intel as an offensive weapon. I'll bet most of you still see my branch of the government as an information gathering unit. As the guys who find out where the targets are and what it will take to destroy them. I want to change that perception right here and now.

Col. Franks continued, "First of all, you may think our enemy is the Red Path, or Don Quito or some other ten-cent wannabe dictator. Thats simply not the case. Gentlemen, this is our enemy." Colonel Franks displayed an overhead slide of something that looked like a very complex telephone network.

"This is a Social Networking diagram of the Red Path/Don Quito terrorist organization. If we kill Don Quito or 200 Red Path guerillas, we will have done nothing to eliminate this beast, our true enemy.

"Now how do you suppose we kill a social network? Especially one that is embedded in a rainforest? We kill it like a virus would kill an elephant. First, we draw its strength down just a little bit, then we corrupt it from the inside. Your job will be to apply the pressure from the outside. And my job will be to corrupt it from the inside."

Spartan Alliance

21-07-2006, 22:48

New Projects Coming Up In The Spartan Alliance

SOLG-Strategic Orbital Linear Gun link http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Satellite_Orbital_Liner_Gun_%28SOLG%29

Arkbird- maneuvering orbital spacecraft link http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Arkbird

Exclalibur Air Defense System link http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Excalibur_%28laser%29

ADF-01 (Falken) Fighter Aircraft link http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/ADF-01

Wasted Genius

24-07-2006, 22:41

OOC: Heh, I just read my nation's bio for the first time in awhile. It says, "[WG's] compassionate, hard-working, cynical population of 2.543 billion enjoy great individual freedoms in everything except elections, which, where they exist at all, are populist shams for a dictatorship government that has no intention of ever giving up power."

Thats eerily like what I see going on around me. :eek:

Spartan Alliance

25-07-2006, 01:13

OOC: Same here WG, never really looked at mine but now that you mention it

The Galactic Empire of Spartan Alliance is a massive, safe nation, renowned for its complete absence of social welfare. Its hard-nosed, hard-working, cynical population of 1.748 billion are ruled with an iron fist by the corrupt, dictatorship government, which oppresses anyone who isn't on the board of a Fortune 500 company. Large corporations tend to be above the law, and use their financial clout to gain ever-increasing government benefits at the expense of the poor and unemployed.

It is difficult to tell where the omnipresent, corrupt, moralistic, pro-business government stops and the rest of society begins, but it juggles the competing demands of Law & Order, Defence, and Commerce. The average income tax rate is 100%. A powerhouse of a private sector is led by the Uranium Mining industry, followed by Arms Manufacturing and Gambling.

hahahahaha, corrupt and evil :D

Maineiacs

25-07-2006, 03:07

OK, might as well post mine.

The Liberal Utopia of Maineiacs is a massive, socially progressive nation, remarkable for its devotion to social welfare. Its compassionate, intelligent population of 2.493 billion enjoy a sensible mix of personal and economic freedoms, while the political process is open and the people's right to vote held sacrosanct.

It is difficult to tell where the omnipresent government stops and the rest of society begins, but it juggles the competing demands of Education, Social Equality, and Social Welfare. The average income tax rate is 100%. The private sector is almost wholly made up of enterprising fourteen-year-old boys selling lemonade on the sidewalk, although the government is looking at stamping this out.

The government is making attempts at curtailing the flood of spam emails with little progress, people who are terrified of needles are torn between their phobia and free health care, the poor are often seen pale and dizzy after selling their blood to make ends meet, and surveillance cameras are banned. Crime -- especially youth-related -- is moderate, probably because of the country's utter lack of prisons. Maineiacs's national animal is the lemur, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests, and its currency is the energy credit.

Wasted Genius

25-07-2006, 05:10

OOC: In a recent post I mentioned SNA, or Social Networking. Here's a link that explains it a little better:

http://www.orgnet.com/sna.html

Based on SNA theory, if you took out Diane and Heather in the diagram, the social network would be crippled. If you took out twice as many of the others, it could still function.

The US government is lamely trying to use this technology against their opposition in Iraq, Afghanistan and the Homeland right now. Its good stuff if its used correctly, and holds both a promising and terrifying future for all of us.

Not trying to give a lesson here (for all I know you are all well versed in SNA), simply wanted to take some of the headscratching/WTF out of my evil plot in South America. The 'Minds Eye' sketch is basically SNA on steroids.

Wasted Genius

25-07-2006, 09:04

OOC: Since Wasted Genius has been launching satellites and other things into space for the better part of three years, its probably time to shed some light on what at least some of those objects are doing up there.

http://www.cdi.org/friendlyversion/printversion.cfm?documentID=399

SNA (Mind's Eye) requires a lot of data gathering. Recon satellites can be very useful for this.

Another website that can give some perspective on how many satellites are up there right now (in RL) is:

http://science.nasa.gov/Realtime/jtrack/3d/JTrack3D.html

Requires Java, and at least on my computer, the Java applet popped up under the webpage, so you might have to look around for it a little.

Spartan Alliance

25-07-2006, 09:13

OOC: Very interesting. Sweet jesus look at all the metal up there......

Maineiacs

05-08-2006, 16:21

December, 2135 Cape Canaveral, Florida Province

The gleaming white form of the Saturn X ion-drive rocket rumbled to life. It lifted past the launchpad on its 4 month journey to the Red Planet. Crowds cheered, and MSA controllers crossed their fingers. Beagle II was opening a new chapter for the human race. From this point forward, humanity would be a truly space-faring species. Six crew members would spend the next year and a half exploring an aliem world. Job #1: look for water, and a suitable site for a permanant colony.

Spartan Alliance

09-08-2006, 00:28

December, Mass Driver Sation, Almaty, Kazakhstan

Beyond the city of Almaty on the outskirts, a massive looking ramp structure was finally finished. As it gleemed in the suns rays, the people watched as the mass driver fired up to catapult a projectile into space. The destination was just to make it to space. The projectile, a wierd spacecraft figured ship. The clock out side was counting down, 10 9 8 7 6 5 4 3 2 1. Right when the clock hit 0, the projectile accelerated at great speeds. Right when it released off the end of the ramp, the recorded speed was Mach 8. As the people watched the craft become a dot in the sky the people in the mass driver facility were celibrating.

OOC: mass driver link http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mass_driver

Wasted Genius

09-08-2006, 19:42

WG National Aerospace Development Administration (NADA) Headquarters, Houston Texas.

Conference Room 100B: Weekly Strategic Planning Meeting

The conference table was purposely too long for anyone seated at its south end to be heard or really even seen by anyone who was seated at the north end.

The director, (who sat at the head of the north end of the table) liked this arrangement because he viewed it as a metaphor of the way his agency was treated by the government these days. Apparently, everyone in the WG Executive Cabinet considered NADA as "those people" who launched satellites for WGSO. By law, NADA had to be represented, so they were allowed to sit at the table. But they need not comment. The director was frustrated as hell by this and was hurt by his belief that he never got to play with the big boys. He felt like the ugly girl at the dance who had to sit there and watch while everyone else laughed and giggled at their own self-serving jokes.

So the conference table was the directors way of letting it all roll downhill. But after many complaints by guests who had been seated in peripheral locations, he was compelled to install a button on a wire at the south end of the table. The idea was that anyone who would like to comment could push the button and a green light mounted on the north end of the table would glow. The director had arranged it so that the button would have to be pushed no less than ten times before the light would come on. He often ignored the glowing light and would sometimes lower his voice when it came on, just to see if he could evoke an emotional outburst from the "southies" as he liked to call them.

Today, a Mr. Kessler, some private contractor who claimed to have a valuable proposal for NADA, had been invited to attend. He had been placed far down on the south end of the table, off to the left, in hopes that he would take this as a subtle hint to bugger off and leave NADA to what it did best.

The meeting had been running for about 2 hours. Tyrone's agenda item had been pushed back by three other urgent matters, including a discussion of how to improve satellite tracking of North Atlantic whales by a Lt. Colonel Bob Shaw. Tyrone Kessler, a veteran of politics, was used to these stalling tactics. He knew the expected and socially correct thing for him to do would be to check his Blackberry, fake an urgent call to his administrative assistant and then disappear after the lunch break.

Tyrone remembered they used to call it "Cold Penetration" back in the day. They had even made up a little song about it:

Your jokes aren't funny
And your handshake is clammy
But you gotta sell, sell, sell like a hooker in Miami.

They won't let you talk,
But your pitch you gotta squawk,
Its the Cold Penetration, Cold Penetration, Cold Penetration Whaaaaaaammy.

He smiled to himself as he remembered how one of the other sales guys had dubbed him "The Iceman" - not for his cool demeanor or focused presentation, but for the fact that Tyrone would customarily go back to his hotel room and put a bag of ice on his ass after sitting on hard conference room chairs for hours at a time. His record was five twelve hour days in a row on hard plastic at a Holiday Inn in Oak City. Those guys REALLY didn't want to hear what he had to say, but when the fat lady finally sang, landing that account got him promoted to VP.

As the director droned on about the latest space initiative, Tyrone rehearsed the basic rules of Cold Penetration:

1. By the time you know its happening, its too late.
2. You don't hold any pay cards, pal. Accept it and move on.
3. Just sit there, smile and be nice. There's an ice pack waiting in the hotel room.
4. Eventually, someone's going to crack, thats when you turn it on.

He broke from his reverie and re-joined the director's monologue:

"...and so we are faced with proposing a conference on how to decide what to do with the gimballed thruster issue. I believe that we need to gather the most knowledgeable experts on the topic and find out what their thoughts are. Of course, we'll have to reach a concensus as to just who those experts are..."

There was some murmuring at the north end of the table.

The director continued, "No I don't think that's necessary."

More murmuring.

The director raised his voice a little: "He's sitting at this table merely as a public observer. We don't need to include him in this discussion."

More murmuring.

The director, with disgust: "Oh all right. Mr. Kessler, would you care to comment on the shortcomings of our current gimballed thruster configuration..."

Tyrone leaned in so he could be seen by all. To himself he said, "Gotcha..."

Maineiacs

09-08-2006, 23:28

Chryse Planitia, Mars:

Steven Holloway stepped out out the capsule, and on to this surface. He planted no flag, for he was exploring this place in the name of humanity, not one nation only. He took a long moment to take it all in before he spoke. When he did, he said simply

"Today, we take another leap for all mankind."

Wasted Genius

10-08-2006, 19:54

NADA Headquarters, Houston Texas

The Director's office:

The director sat at his desk, deep in troubled rumination. His brow was furrowed and his frown rested on the fingertips of his hands that were held together as if in prayer to some god of acrimony.

The director could not stop fuming about that nobody who disrupted his weekly strategy meeting. He had to find some way to bury the interloper for good. But how? How?

Just then there was a knock at his office door.

"Come in," he bellowed.

"Sir this is urgent, its hot off the CNN crawl."

"What is it?"

"Maineiacs has just put a man on Mars!!"

"Your kidding me. How did they do that?"

"Er, the expected way sir, in a spaceship powered by an ion propulsion drive."

"Dear Jesus. This means another space race. Just what I need, first the gimballed thruster problem and now this."

"I don't think so sir, Maineiacs declared Mars as a world for all the people of Earth NA. There will be no territorial claims! This is a glorious day for humanity!"

"First of all, who said anything about racing Maineiacs? Second of all why do you think this is about territory? No, I'm talking about us keeping ahead of the commercial interests. Hell, NADA is practically irrelevant as it is. If corporate WG gets to Mars ahead of us, they'll cut my annual funding down to eight dollars and fifty three cents. I've got to figure out a way to screw him up!!"

"Him sir? Do you mean Maineiacs?"

"No, for godssakes! Tyrone Kessler! Unless we stop him, he'll be orbiting over Mars two months before we even get a rocket off the launch pad!!"

Maineiacs

10-08-2006, 22:17

Wasted Genius

11-08-2006, 17:47

The enormous rocket sat on the launchpad, liquid oxygen venting from its filled tanks. In a few minutes the Janus I booster would fire and vault its payload into the heavens.

All of Wasted Genius was glued to their Blackberries, waiting for word of a successful launch and the future of space travel.

A few waited because they had dreamed of humankind travelling to other worlds.

Some waited because they had money riding on it with their local bookie.

Others waited because they had a friend or loved one who was involved in the NADA Space Program.

But most waited because their company had some kind of part, mechanism, system, program or service installed on the titanic spacecraft. The stock market would go berserk no matter what happened, and more than a few people would either be made millionaires or paupers overnight. Regardless of what happened, promptly issuing a stock trading order was a good idea. You just never wanted to be the slowest wildebeest in the herd.

The rocket was called "Janus" because of the tradition of naming boosters after Roman gods and Janus was the god of good beginnings. NADA had chosen this title, because quite frankly, this flight had more to do with NADA budgetary growth than it did space exploration.

The enormous size of the booster belied the true nature of the beast. In its design guidelines NADA required that each system have no less than three backup systems, each designed and manufactured by completely separate vendors. There were backup engines, backup computers, backup fuel tanks and even a backup toilet, with its own backup toilet seat, just in case.

It was discovered that with so many diverse systems, an electronic management and translation system was required to keep everything running. Of course, it too had a triple-redundancy feature.

There were questions as to whether the ship would actually be able to escape the planet's gravity because of its gargantuan size, but all of the statistical models predicted that the odds of a catastrophic failure were just outside of the acceptable limit, so it was decided that the mission was "a go." But one controller likened the machine to a famous opera singer. He had said, "just like Pavrotti, it may not be much to look at, but man, when it begins to sing..."

And so the rocket awaited the control tower's signal, ready to take man and his devices to the final frontier.

Wasted Genius

11-08-2006, 17:54

OOC: You'll need to edit that. The magnetic slingshot thing is Spartan's method. Maineiacs uses ion-drive rockets.

P.S. yeah, I claimed it in the name of Earth NA. Now we just have to worry about a little faceless guy in a helmet and skirt. :D

OOC: Sorry about the mix up. I got my charged particles switched around.

OOC2: Yeah, stay clear of the "Pew 36" Explosive Space Modulator, that thing has a kick on it like a mule!!

Maineiacs

11-08-2006, 23:40

June, 2136 Chryse Planitia, Mars:

Mission Commander Steven Holloway drove the rover that carried he and xenogeologist Brenda Yamaguchi westward across the rugged terrain of Chryse Planitia in the general direction of the Tharsis volcanic region. It was probably another weeks' journey, if they were going there, but already the massive bulk of Olympus Mons dominated the horizon, dwarfing the smaller mountains in front of it. "Cripes! I knew it was big, but pictures don't do it justice." said Holloway.
"It's the biggest mountain in the solar system, 25 km high from its base to its summit, which is about 22km above 'sea level'. It's some 500km across at the base. It's a shield volcano, like Hawaii. I wish we were going there." said Brenda.
"Sorry, Brenda. We need to stick to the mission plan. We're almost to the target site. And there it is." he pointed.
There it was indeed. Much weathered, and long since non-functional, sat the late 20th-century probe, Viking I.
"Our search for water begins here." said Holloway.

http://img50.imageshack.us/img50/4945/molacolor2pt1.jpg (http://imageshack.us)

[OOC: the X marks the approximate location of the rover, Olympus Mons is circled]

Wasted Genius

14-08-2006, 22:24

A haiku seen on the cubicle wall of a flight engineer at Houston Flight Control:

If a project fails
but we keep working on it,
Has it really failed?

HFC was unexpectedly quiet this morning. Janus I sat on the launchpad, its countdown holding at T-minus 84 minutes. Each station was manned and ready, but there was no expectancy in the air. Some of the engineers caught up on overdue paperwork, others slouched in their chairs talking about how incompetent their supervisor was. Still others walked around looking busy, knowing that they could get back to their station in plenty of time should the countdown resume. But that was unlikely to happen before the shift change, so they ran out the clock on another day of ops.

In the tiny capsule atop the enormous rocket, the astronauts sat in their orange flight suits, unable to provide relief to the occassional itch, waiting to be pulled as their launch window closed yet again. No one discussed the delay and none of them felt any particular anxiety about the mission.

The most active room at Houston Control was conference room 320A, the room reserved for executive meetings. The door was closed and a core group of 42 directors, chief engineers and project managers sat locked in debate about sending the launch consent down to Flight Control.

"Come on fellas," the pad supervisor complained, "can't we just scrub for today? Jeesis. If we wait much longer I'm going to have to put 35 techs on overtime. And my budget is already shot!"

"Forget it Frank. Steal the money from testing or hide the cost in consumables. We're staying on-line until we get this thing sorted out," the Director said. Then he continued, "OK, where were we. Oh right, we need to agree on the three versions of the post launch press release -"

Chief Engineer Smolinsky interrupted. "you mean launch attempt. Don't ever call it a launch until it has actually launched."

"Whatever. Launch, launch attempt. We still need to agree on the post launch press release." (The Director said this while glaring directly at Smolinsky) "I propose three versions. One congratulating all of our vendors upon a successful launch, another promising an investigation if there's a component failure that doesn't ruin the mission and a third that threatens all of our vendors equally in case of a...a....eh, disaster."

"Aw jeesis," whined the pad supervisor as he flipped his pencil onto the table.

"OK, any suggestions on wording?" asked the director.

"I've got a couple for you..." someone in the back murmurred.

"Well then, I've got some drafts right here. I'll just pass these around and each of you can initial if you agree with them."

Smolinsky read his copy of version 3, the "disaster copy." Then he exclaimed, "Hey. Wait a minute. This says that 'Engineering has volunteered to produce all documents in its possession to help get to the bottom of the tragedy.' How do we know its going to blow up because of engineering?"

Someone said, "It always blows up because of engineering."

Smolinksy countered, "Bite me, jerk. Last time it blew up because of a nav calculation error."

"Caused by engineering."

Smolinsky fought on, "That was an allegation, never proven. We still think it was nav. We gotta strike this out. I'm not taking a hit for something that hasn't even happened yet. And the vendors will go ape if they ever catch wind that we hung them out to dry before they even screwed up."

The director smiled. "Fine, we'll strike it out. God, you're so touchy Smolinsky. Nothing's going to happen. Half the rocket could explode on lift-off and we could still pull off the mission. Thats the beauty of multiple redundancy! Hell, I'm kind of hoping for version 2 anyway. It would certainly give us bargaining power with these rapists that call themselves 'subcontractors'."

Smolinsky made a dramatic act of pulling a red marker out of his pocket protector and drawing a line through the offending phrase. He then initialled the paper and sent it on.

Wasted Genius

15-08-2006, 23:06

Houston Flight Control, 1645 hrs, CST.

A messenger trots into the room and hands the Ops Supervisor a document. "Ops" looks at it for a second and slumps a bit. 15 minutes more and the launch window would have closed before the countdown could run out, and he could have gone home to his wife and kids. But no.

Ops (on loudspeaker): OK people, it just came down from upstairs. Janus I is a go. Start the shot-clock. Looks like we're going to be here awhile folks, so lets get down to business.

There was a collective groan from the room, and then a flurry of activity as the clock began its steady beat again.

83:59
83:58
83:57...

Wasted Genius

15-08-2006, 23:09

Janus I, Command Module

Mission Commander John Green: "Roger Houston, initiating pre-flight on my mark.."

Cmdr. Green looked over at his crewmates and rolled his eyes. HCF just made their job at least ten times harder. Hitting the orbit this late in the launch cycle would involve the highest degree of precision and would push the crew and equipment to their limits.

Didn't control realize thats why the last ship blew up?

Cmdr. Green: "Houston, this is Green. Roger pre-flight, all systems nominal..."

Maineiacs

16-08-2006, 02:17

Chryse Planitia, Mars October, 2136.

"Xenobiologist Lydia Campos looked over her notes. It was frustrating, to say the least. No one expected LGMs, or indeed any extant life; not on a planet basically awash with H2O2, but the deeper core samples (collected via a laser drill jokingly called the "Illudium Pew-36 Explosive Space Modulator") maddingly yeilded the same results as had Viking 160 years earlier. An inconclusive result best described as "perhaps life, try again later". She rather strongly suspected, as had those before her, that these were chemical reactions and nothing more. But, disappointing though it was, the mission was already a success. Brenda Yamaguchi had found ample evidence of H2O in the Martian subsoil at Chryse, as well as at Valles Marineris. As she continued to read her notes, Pilot Gerard Duchamps came in. "Is the captain still EVA?" he asked, his Quebecois accent thick.
"Yes. Why, is something wrong?" asked Lydia
"Not really, but we just got word from mission control. We're about to have company."
"Company? Who?"
"Wasted Genius. They are just about to launch their own mission. I do not know what propulsion system they are using, but they could be here in 4 to 6 months, assuming they make it for the next launch window."
"Well, we'll need to call Steven, Andrea, and Mike back home. We'll need to roll out the welcome mat."

Wasted Genius

16-08-2006, 05:21

OOC: A little research into the "Pew 36" Explosive Space Modulator:
http://www.gargaro.com/MaRvInWaVs/goody.wav

:D

Spartan Alliance

16-08-2006, 06:29

Space Headquarters, Stalingrad, Russian Territory:

Captain Tupolev sat in his chair reviewing the current news.

Tupolev: So, the Maineiacs are on Mars and WG is still waiting to be on their way to Mars? Heh.... Who needs Mars.... Lt. Commander Shikosky please bring up the SOLG. *SOLG comes up on the screen next to him* Lets see, well I think everything is a go. Now bring up the Arkbird next to the SOLG. Ah the Arkbird is ready too, good we shall start getting the crew sent up by Mass Driver in the Kazahkstan Territory. *On Intercom* Everyone prepare for firing of the SOLG.

Computer: SOLG online. Manuevering Thrusters Online. Maneuvering to desired trajectory.

Tupolev: Computer, load the steel test firing projectile. Target is the planet Venus.

*In space the massive orbital gun turned to the planet Venus*

Computer: All systems are a go. SOLG ready to fire on command.

Tupolev: Everyone prepare for the firing of the weapon to make history..... Computer fire the SOLG.

*The SOLG fired hurling the steel projectile at Venus at unbelievable speeds*

Computer: Impact to Venus in 15 seconds......... 10 seconds.... 5 4 3 2 1.

*The impact of the projectile was like a comet slamming into Venus. The impact created a crater so big you could fit the African and Asian continent in there*

Tupolev: Congratulations team. We have now created a weapon of serious power. Now back to work on getting the crew up to the Arkbird. After that lets get to work on a planet colonizer and prepare a team of 20 on a mission to the moon.

OOC: I have the information on the SOLG and Arkbird on page 81 or 82 I think maybe 80. Just so you guys know ;)

Wasted Genius

16-08-2006, 17:50

-snip-

Tupolev: So, the Maineiacs and WG are on Mars? Heh.... Who needs Mars....

-snip-

OOC: Erm, technically WG is still on the launchpad. Thats what happens when you appoint a committee to build something that is contracted to 1,087 of the nation's lowest bidders. The clock is running though, and NADA has decided to go, come hell or highwater...Hey! that gives me an idea!

Maineiacs

16-08-2006, 19:42

Arecibo, Puerto Rico, Antilles Province.

Miguel Sandoval sat at the computer terminal, as usual listening with the enourmous radio telescope to the cacophony of cosmic noise searching for life beyond earth. Suddenly, there was an enormous burst of noise. Excitedly, Sandoval tracked the noise to its source. Venus? WTF? He got on the phone to his counterpart at the observatory at Mt. Palomar, WG. "Do me a favor, would you? Check out Venus, tell me what you see. That's right, Venus. Call me back, Goodbye."

Spartan Alliance

17-08-2006, 05:22

International Space Station, Sector 25.30, above the Atlantic Ocean

*Spartan part of the station*

Astronaut Tupolev II and Astronaut Hirschler sat there and recorded the information being feed to them from the firing of the SOLG.

Hirschler: Sir what do you think would happen if the SOLG shot a ship?

Tupolev II: Hirschler if could explain it I would, but from the current event I would say it would punch a clean hole through any ship.

Hirschler: Well lets hurry up and transfer the information to the S.A.S Tirpitz.

Wasted Genius

17-08-2006, 20:54

Arecibo, Puerto Rico, Antilles Province.

-snip-

Sandoval tracked the noise to its source. Venus? WTF? He got on the phone to his counterpart at the observatory at Mt. Palomar, WG. "Do me a favor, would you? Check out Venus, tell me what you see. That's right, Venus. Call me back, Goodbye."

-snip-

Dr. Jim Barton came back to his office after his coffee break. The new messages light on his phone was blinking, so he pushed the button to check them.

"You have...12...new messages and ...no...saved messages. To check your new messages press 1 now."

12 messages? He was gone only 10 minutes. That seemed a little odd, but he dove into the first one.

"Hey Jim, this is Miguel Sandoval over at Arecibo. Do me a favor, would you? Check out Venus, tell me what you see. That's right, Venus. Call me back, Goodbye."

The next message began, "Jim - looks like somethings up on Venus. Don't know exactly what, but you might want to come up here and take a look." There was a brief pause. "No, let me rephrase that. Drop whatever you're doing and get up here right now!"

Dr. Barton hung up the phone, assuming the other 10 messages would be about the same thing, grabbed his coat and headed for the observatory.

Wasted Genius

17-08-2006, 21:28

-snip-

*The impact of the projectile was like a comet slamming into Venus. The impact created a crater so big you could fit the African and Asian continent in there*

-snip-

The astronomers gathered around the 21" flat panel display were dwarfed by the superstructure of the telescope that loomed above them. Dr. Barton looked at the screen in amazement.

He asked the others, "How long until we can get our space platform telescope in position to take a look at this?"

One of the others replied, "About an hour and a half. Its being redeployed as we speak. Caltech and JPL are also starting to receive telemetry from one of our Venus orbiters that survived the blast. They lost two others though."

Dr. Barton could see the intense black atmospheric scar and the storms that were raging on Venus in the aftermath of what looked like a asteroid or a comet strike. But the planets murky cloud layer still hid the surface.

Dr. Barton: Did Caltech get any radar images of the surface?

"Yes, they just came online. Lets take a look."

None of the scientists in the room were prepared for what they saw next. One of them gasped and exclaimed, "Holy Jeesis. What the hell happened here?"

As they were all trying to grasp what had just happened, the phone rang. The scientist running the computer answered:

"Yep, I know. No, we didn't have anything tracked on NEAR. What? What?? OK, yeah, upload it. We're all going to want to see this. Here, I'll put you on speaker..."

The voice at the other end of the line said, "Gentlemen, what you're looking at is a composite photo taken from one of our ONYX satellites about a half hour before the Venus impact occurred. You all know that one of the things the ONYX program does is to keep an eye on any of our fellow nation's space operations. Well, ONYX 33b just happened to be sweeping an area we suspected the Spartan Alliance Arkbird ship was operating in and caught this on one of its high energy sensors."

A grainy series of photographs played out in a slideshow on the monitor.

Jim Barton knew exactly what he was looking at, even though it just looked like a growing white spot against a black background. He said, "We knew those Spartans could generate some energy, but that looks almost like a star being created!"

Just as quickly as it appeared, the white spot diminished, leaving no trace of background radiation.

The voice on the speakerphone said, "This is already hitting the newswires, so you don't have to keep it a big secret or anything. Just try to not sensationalize it. There's more at stake here than grandstanding..."

Wasted Genius

17-08-2006, 21:54

It was confirmed. The Spartan Alliance Arkbird had been sitting right on the trajectory of the object that impacted Venus. The physics showed that the energy burst recorded by ONYX had occurred precisely at the moment a projectile large enough to create a crater the size of Africa on the Venusian surface would have passed that point in space.

Tyrone Kessler reviewed the data. This could be the break he'd been hoping for. His company, Argent International, S.A., was running behind WG NADA in the race to get to Mars.

Not that NADA had done much. Their bloated spaceship-designed-by-politicians was still stuck on the launchpad. And the joke was that one of the astronauts was so close to retirement that they might have to pull him from the idled capsule to give him his gold watch.

But even as NADA waded through paperwork and bureaucracy in their attempt to launch to Mars, Tyrone's company was stymied by their own problem. They had a working SSTO (Single Stage To Orbit) launch vehicle, and it could feasibly carry either enough cargo or passengers to make the trip to Mars profitable. But the trip would take months, and the ship couldn't support its crew, let alone passengers for that long. No, AI needed some way to boost their ship to Mars in a few days or hours. Nothing could do that. Until now...

Maineiacs

17-08-2006, 23:11

OOC: Good Lord! While I'm trying to expand the frontiers of human knowledge, Spartan builds a really scary doomsday weapon (let me guess -- Venus was obstructing your view of Mercury? Or are you planning a hyperspace bypass?), WG starts futzing around with the space-time continuum, Legion and Defuniak both drop off the face of Earth NA, and Tarayshia just got back from a vacation that even Bush would think had bad timing (j/k). Aren't you all glad you have your friendly neighborhood God-Emperor to inject a little sanity? *starts giggling uncontrolably*

Damn, I almost made it through that with a straight face. :D

IC: Miguel Sandoval turned on his cel phone. "Hello? Oh, hey Jim. What do you have?" he asked.
The answer almost made him drop the phone.
"You're not serious! The size of Africa? Sparta? Ok, thanks. I gotta go; I need to make some phone calls." he dialed in a near panic.
"Get me Director Martin. Yes, it's urgent. I don't care, get him now. This can't wait."

Wasted Genius

18-08-2006, 03:40

OOC: OK, I might have a bit of difficulty explaining why my astronomer would interpret the risidual energy signature of a big ole rail gun taking a shot at Venus as the same residual energy required for the temporary creation of a star, but other than that I don't think I strayed too far out of the realm of physical possibilities. Unless you're talking about where I proposed getting to Mars in less than a week. Mea culpa. Still, the velocity required to do this is only 1/1000th of the speed of light. There's only one force in the universe that can keep humankind from inventing a technology that can do this by 2137, unless of course its powered by a fossil fuel.

(Rhymes with Lepublican Marty)

:D

Maineiacs

18-08-2006, 03:54

OK, I got fusion first, so it's only fair.

Prepare ship for ludicrous speed! :D

http://img237.imageshack.us/img237/3415/ludicrouspc3.png (http://imageshack.us)

EDIT: I think you might find this helpful.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Variable_specific_impulse_magnetoplasma_rocket

Wasted Genius

18-08-2006, 19:00

To: The government of His Imperial Majesty, the Overlord Emperor of the Spartan Alliance

From: Tyrone Kessler, President and CEO of Argent Interplanetary, S.A.

Subject: Rental of your projectile acceleration technology...

Your Highness,

My company would like to rent the use of your SOLG technology for the purpose of propelling our interplanetary spaceship, VentureStar, to Mars.

As compensation for this request for a single-shot trial run, we would offer a large quantity of terrestrial natural resources such as uranium, hydrogen and methane. We think we can provide quantities that will supply the energy that your gargantuan empire must require.

Our proposal is for The Spartan Alliance to fire a projectile aimed in the vicinity of Mars. The projectile will be attached to the AI spaceship VentureStar by a very long elastic polymorphic potential energy temporary storage device*, which will allow the ship to safely accelerate to the velocity necessary to reach Mars in under seven days.

The stated mission of the AI spaceship, VentureStar, is to transport up to 350 people or 60 tons of cargo to Mars in under seven days. Upon successfully completing trials, Argent Interplanetary, S.A. intends to launch a weekly transport service to accomodate interplanetary passengers and freight.

Thank you for your time and consideration of this proposal.

Sincerely,

Tyrone Kessler

* A rubber band

Wasted Genius

19-08-2006, 19:16

OOC: By the way, Tyrone's proposal is non-skeevy. He's a turned over a new leaf and has become a kind of a Sir Richard Branson character.

Spartan Alliance

20-08-2006, 10:03

OOC: this was meant for a few days ago before my internet took a s*** on me.

OOC: Sorry if the SOLG sounds a little "goddish" its just the size of it and specs on it. I had to stay as cannon as possible. Maineiacs when I read your post I just laughed my a** off I definetly couldnt keep a straight face reading that. Its only fair right? Let you guys get to Mars, I will blow the s*** out of Defuniak and 501st. Sound good? Now they will really fall off the face of Earth NA..... Well more of blown off the face of the Earth. :D

Oh and WG, thanks for the including of the Arkbird and great job with the role playing, I gotta say that was good, both of you, I got some learning to do. Just wanted to make sure you know that the SOLG is not part of the Arkbird. Both are seperate systems, the SOLG being a "satellite" and the Arkbird an orbital space craft. If you guys need me I will repost both links for both the SOLG and Arkbird. If you would like. Anyways thank you for keeping the SOLG a little secret though from your pictures since it is a completely black satellite and the Arkbird being a white ship only makes sense that you would see the Arkbird and only the muzzle flash of the SOLG.

Anyways, yes Maineiacs I wanted a good view of Mercury and creat a little shot cut jump lane. You know? Venus is just ugly looking and Mercury is a cute little planet. YAY!!!!! Tarayshia is back, finally. BUSH???!!!! I need to load him in the SOLG and launch him...... *evil laugh*

Oh for Tarayshia, WELCOME BACK!!!! lol

Spartan Alliance

20-08-2006, 10:20

*Reply to WG

Yes we would allow you to use the SOLG. The only problem is this, the SOLG is a completly unmaned Satellite. We send up shipments of "armament* through SSTOs launched in Kazakstahn off the newly created SSTO launch ramp. Another factor is the massive acceleration created from loading point to end barrel point. As you saw from the test firing your ship would reach mars in 15-30 seconds. Not 7 days as you wanted. The stress amounts on a craft of the VentureStar class would be trememdous and most likely a sturctural integrity loss. I am sorry though that we can't control the muzzle velocity or speed at which the projectile is fired.

I have no problem with you using it. I just wanted you to make sure you know the difficulties and dangers of this "expirement". If you wish to continue though come aboard a civilian commercial plane and land in Moscow, Russian Territory. From there you will be transported in the back of trucks with no windows, to ensure secrecy of the SOLG control base.

You find a way to get it to work and the SOLG will be fired up and maneuvered into position upon firing. For safety reasons the SOLG will be aimed 2 miles off of Mars to make sure there is not an impact on the Mars surface, as you must have witnessed with your orbital sattelites that Venus is now missing a portion of her surface, plus the nation of Maineiacs has a team on the surface already in which we can not afford there lives loss, as Maineiacs and Spartan Alliance have a major trade agreement that must be upheld.

Just please keep in mind the SOLG is a weapon of war capable of taking an entire country off the face of a planet, not a transportation system.

Sincerely,
Emperor Alexander Driscoll
Overlord Emperor of The Galactic Empire of the Spartan Alliance

Wasted Genius

21-08-2006, 20:33

-snip-

Just wanted to make sure you know that the SOLG is not part of the Arkbird. Both are seperate systems, the SOLG being a "satellite" and the Arkbird an orbital space craft.

-snip-

OOC: Yep, I didn't catch onto that until after I looked at your links, but now I get it.

-snip-

BUSH???!!!! I need to load him in the SOLG and launch him...... *evil laugh*

-snip-

OOC: Just make sure you're careful where you aim him. With a payload like that the SOLG could truly become a weapon of mass destruction. Or was that mass confusion??? ;)

Wasted Genius

21-08-2006, 20:56

*Reply to WG

As you saw from the test firing your ship would reach mars in 15-30 seconds. Not 7 days as you wanted. The stress amounts on a craft of the VentureStar class would be trememdous and most likely a sturctural integrity loss. I am sorry though that we can't control the muzzle velocity or speed at which the projectile is fired.

OOC: We already thought of that. We're confident that the Elastic Polymorphic Potential Energy Temporary Storage Device can dampen and condition the stress loads to an acceptable G-force for the VentureStar occupants/cargo.

Please see a demonstration storyboard here:

http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b355/wasted_genius/SA-WGJV.jpg

I just wanted you to make sure you know the difficulties and dangers of this "expirement".

OOC: "Expirement", ROFL. But, you gotta break a few eggs to make an omelet, right?

Just please keep in mind the SOLG is a weapon of war capable of taking an entire country off the face of a planet, not a transportation system.

OOC: 10-4. Its just that the words "weapon" and "war" are so wide open to interpretation these days.... Anyway, WG and AI will try to bear in mind that there are craters to be made and subcontinents to be fried.

OOC: I'll RP WG's IC response later....

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