NationStates Jolt Archive

"The Speaker of the Council will please recount the results of the vote."

"Confirmation vote of Council Bill MIL-483-S is as thus, Mr. Chairman:

103 Yea;
94 Nay;
3 Abstain."

"Council Bill MIL-483-S has been passed; It will be commenced immediately. Thank you Mrs. Speaker. Now, debate shall begin on Council Bill CIV-1034-M..."

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"John, you're on in 5...
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//News Program Music\\

A square-jawed, blond-haired man swiveled to face the cameras, his face cheery behind a Cedar desk.

"Good evening, all loyal worlds of the Federation! We have a number of interesting topics to cover in tonight's program.

"First, the High Council has approved a proposition by the Defense Forces to begin construction on a series of new super-vessels, greater even then the mighty Bismarcks! The Bill itself asserted that these vessels are direly needed to protect the Federation from rogue fleets as well as the growing threat posed by the Galactic Empire.

"In this bill, the remaining military forces loyal to the Federation have requested the construction of a new class of vessel, heretofore unnamed. According to MIL-483-S, these vessels shall be 200 miles in length, and of a cost in excess of one thousand trillion Marks each. Three such vessels shall be constructed, the first one due to be completed 51 years from now.

"Over the past three years a Defense Forces commission of engineers has developed plans for the vessels, and because this was completed prior to the bill's presentation, construction shall begin immediately. For security reasons, the Federal Government has refused to offer the location of the construction yards.

"Now, as for other news, the Grand Fleet of the Admiralty raided the mining world of Kichton yesterday. This is the first time any Independence military vessels have been seen since the attack on the Menach Fleetyards over ten months ago..."

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OOC: Hahahah, fine. I'm posting. Happy now?
IC:

Official Ridgian Response:
Well... that is certainly a big ship. Still, I suppose that if you think you can support it, that's just as well. Hope you have fun smiting those other people, and suchlike.

Again, it was a simple radio broadcast. What did you expect? That's what they had.

"Quite right! Very big! I think that's bigger than any of our buildings. Thus, we declare you cads. You cads. Stop it. Now! You ponce."

PRA News:
In light of recent revelations on GZ shipbuilding procedures, the rulers of GZ have been declared Compensators for Unmentionable Deficiencies. In other news, a jet-powered horse was recently dropped on a diplomatic Avatar...

//News Program Music\\

Good evening, fellow citizens! I'm Johnatan Keerzch, your friendly FNN Anchorman.

Tonight's program deals with intergalactic sentiment of Council Bill MIL-483-S which was recently approved, and announced on this very program.

We are not ponce. From Federation records, ponce refers to,

"A city of southern Puerto Rico southwest of San Juan. It is an agricultural trade and distribution center. Population: 189,317."

We do not know of this Puerto Rico, other than it is located on Terra, the ancient home of the ancestors.

We also appear to have support from our former adversaries, Jangle Jangle Ridge. At least, that's how we interpret the message...

Otagia blames us for their problems, and as for other Intergalactic sentiments... There appear to be none.

I'm Johnatan Keerzch, saying goodnight, and may you live to tomorrow.

//End Broadcast\\

PRA News:
In light of recent revelations on GZ shipbuilding procedures, the rulers of GZ have been declared Compensators for Unmentionable Deficiencies. In other news, a jet-powered horse was recently dropped on a diplomatic Avatar...

From the Foreign Ministries Office of Germanische Zustande:

That's what the mothers-in-law of Otagia's rulers said of them last night...

-Unnamed Foreign Ministries Official

PRA BREAKING NEWS: GZ OFFCIALS SLEEP WITH ROBOTS!

In a recent message from Germanische Zustande, an unnamed government employee alluded to sleeping with the "mother-in-law" of the Otagian ruling AI, QUETZAL. This has lead many political commentators to decry GZ for its filthy sexual habits.

PRA BREAKING NEWS: GZ OFFCIALS SLEEP WITH ROBOTS!

In a recent message from Germanische Zustande, an unnamed government employee alluded to sleeping with the "mother-in-law" of the Otagian ruling AI, QUETZAL. This has lead many political commentators to decry GZ for its filthy sexual habits.

FNN BREAKING NEWS: OTAGIAN ENGLISH EDUCATION LACKING

In a recent message from Otagia, the PRA created illusion from percieved allusion. This has lead many eduactional groups to begin collecting donations for the education of Otagian children, as well as providing a programmer for QUETZAL.

And maybe a pretty bird, too...

[OOC: Roflmfao!!!! In other words! *TAGGED*]

FNN BREAKING NEWS: OTAGIAN ENGLISH EDUCATION LACKING

In a recent message from Otagia, the PRA created illusion from percieved allusion. This has lead many eduactional groups to begin collecting donations for the education of Otagian children, as well as providing a programmer for QUETZAL.

And maybe a pretty bird, too...

Otagia would like to officially thank GZ for its contributions to the education of Otagia's children, although the programmer must be turned away for security purposes. However, he does get access to powder sugar donuts, flower, and baking soda galore.

Finally, Otagia would greatly appreciate said pretty bird, as that would mean the realization of our life-long goal of having an ecosystem.

Otagia would like to officially thank GZ for its contributions to the education of Otagia's children, although the programmer must be turned away for security purposes. However, he does get access to powder sugar donuts, flower, and baking soda galore.

Finally, Otagia would greatly appreciate said pretty bird, as that would mean the realization of our life-long goal of having an ecosystem.

A Quetzal Bird and a tree and dirt to go with it are on their way.

The programmer, sadly, however, must refuse such kind gifts... He has a sensitive stomach...

Grateful for GZ's continued support, Otagia and Pale Rider Arms have decided to send care packages of baking soda, powdered sugar, flour, silica sand and deodorant powder, all in unmarked anonymous packages, to all government institutions in GZ.

Grateful for GZ's continued support, Otagia and Pale Rider Arms have decided to send care packages of baking soda, powdered sugar, flour, silica sand and deodorant powder, all in unmarked anonymous packages, to all government institutions in GZ.

The hazardous material teams handling the packages lovingly send a birthday cake to QUETZAL.

We dare it to blow out the candles.

Sadly, having no mouth or throat, QUETZAL delegated the cake to the Quetzal sitting in its tree. QUETZAL expects its Quetzal to preform the task adequately in its wilderness home.

Sadly, having no mouth or throat, QUETZAL delegated the cake to the Quetzal sitting in its tree. QUETZAL expects its Quetzal to preform the task adequately in its wilderness home.

Well, that means QUETZAL is close to the Quetzal...

OOC: Stepping disks. Light-speed transportation. The Quetzal is in its mostly barren and desolate wilderness preserve. The QUETZAL is located in a large computer mainframe deep in the planet's crust.

Back to the point. GE, beware. We're after you.

BREAKING NEWS! QUETZAL FOUND DEAD!

In a shocking development, the Quetzal gifted to Otagia was found dead shortly after it was scheduled to blow out its birthday cake. Crime scene investigators are... investigating... the scene of the crime. Currently, there are few suspects in this heinous incedent, although rogue swamp dragons are currently a favorite theory of the press. It is theorized that a swamp dragon, startled by the sudden flickering of the candles, spontaneously detonated, killing the Quetzal. More on this story as it develops...

BREAKING NEWS! QUETZAL FOUND DEAD!

In a shocking development, the Quetzal gifted to Otagia was found dead shortly after it was scheduled to blow out its birthday cake. Crime scene investigators are... investigating... the scene of the crime. Currently, there are few suspects in this heinous incedent, although rogue swamp dragons are currently a favorite theory of the press. It is theorized that a swamp dragon, startled by the sudden flickering of the candles, spontaneously detonated, killing the Quetzal. More on this story as it develops...

Official GZ Statement:

We'll send another. Quetzal or Cake? That's for YOU to find out...


P.S. How about a Pretzel?

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Ah, a radio transmission by any other name smells just as nonexistant.

"How about we send you Greg-egory, and you can insert him into your gene pool? We've heard it does wonders. Mind you, he may, by accident, manage to hit clowns at massively high speeds in freak space catapult accidents. Of course this happens. On the other hand, we could just fling some crates full of "beneficial" Tabernackle parasites in your general direction to improve your corpses... I mean citizens! That'd be easier. Or, better yet, if Otagia would be willing to send them for us, they could get there much faster. It's fun throwing stuff at planets, so it'd make up for the whole "Smashing into your clown" thing."

Er... Our planetary shields prevent the reciept of gifts... How sad...

Day 3. 48 more till first vessel done.

Year Seventeen (Day Seventeen):

First vessel 34% completed.

New Revisions:

Funding allocations have allowed a new schedule of production:

The first vessel shall be completed in another five years, and the following two will each be completed in twenty years.

Public Transport, Welfare, and Commercial funding have been reallocated to defense funding to speed up the production of the vessels.

Three years more.

Completion of first vessel expected by next year.

The first vessel has been completed, and 14 more years are left until the second is also completed.

Second vessel completed;

20 years until third...

The bottle lazily spun about itself, hurled forward at a seemingly tremendous speed in the void's vacuum. Stars winked all about the greenish glass, their reflections twisted and distorted by the smooth, curved surface. The bottle collided with a sleek, shining prow, shattering into a hundred jagged pieces. A splash of globuled liquid shot away from the impact in every which direction. Not a sound was heard, though, in the cold reaches of space.

Within the observation lounge of the shipyards, a million people cheered as the enormous construct lurched and began to slip forward out of its moorings. Children of the construction crews ran along the transparent bulkheads of the lounge, trying to keep speed with the ship outside. After a few hundred feet they tired themselves out and sank to the ground, staring intently at the speeding ship. Indeed, they couldn't run 200 miles down the observation gallery.

But a minute later the colors were draped over the stern of the mammoth battleship and it sped away toward the bright white sun which hung ever so slightly above a sparkling blue planet below.

As she rounded one of the planet's moons, which she nearly matched in size, the vessel came within sight of her two sisterships, both moored to more-or-less equally sized starbase which jutted out from the side of the moon. Gravitational hawsers linked the two ships already there, and as the third approached, the beams from the ship and base visibly combined, and with a final jolt, the vessel came to a stop.

An ancient patrol vessel, which by its registry was a millennia old, made its way past the vessels, being dwarfed even by a QSD battery on their sides. Listing a bit to port and sporting a rather large dent in its prow, the ship continued on its route.

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"Well, they both passed Fleet Trials, so I see no reason why the Schutz shouldn't also," said Admiral Schumacher. "If she can make .7 C, it'll be enough. After all, she is the more heavily built of the trio."

"That's true," agreed Rear Admiral Kranz, leaning both arms on the table, "But I'm more worried about the mass-compensators holding. Sure, we've got the technology, but it's never been used on a ship that big before. I read my great-great-great-great-great grandfather's report on the engineering of the Bismarcks. They thought that was a barely-surmountable task."

"Indeed," Fritz muttered.

Wilhelm took his attention of the schematics and peered up at Schumacher. "You're still angry they stole the Bundesehre
from you, eh?"

"I should have been prepared. I should have known that the Black Fleet would attempt something like that. It was their very reason for existance."

"Your homeworld had just lost a quarter-billion people! We were all still in shock from that attack."

"That is no excuse. The rebels now have a very powerful ship at their disposal," Schumacher's sullen eyes closed for a moment and his shoulders slumped with exhaustion. "Which is why I have made sure they will not seize one of the Flotte-Unterseiten." He once again drew himself to full height, all traces of tragedy swept from his countenance. "Oh ho," he chortled to himself, "I've become as weak as Chancellor Schutgart!"

The name "Flotte Unterseiten" is being changed to "Flotte-Station", or possibly "Bewegliche Flotte-Station."

The first, Flotte Unterseiten, was an incorrect translation of "Fleet Base," or, a ship which acts as a base for a fleet, not "undersides of a fleet".

Fleet-Station (Flotte-Station) is much closer, and Mobile Fleet-Station (Bewegliche Flotte-Station) is good too. But just know it's not Flotte Unterseiten anymore.

EDIT:

Also called, Flotte-Befehl.