NationStates Jolt Archive

DSC paced back and forth. His planned war on Eonopolis had failed, as it seems even Nazi's have friends in high places. The war had been called off, and now he was alone with his problems.

His eyes drifted towards his monument, his grand building. His citizens toiled like ants, granted the sweet release of death only after working for years on end. Deep inside he felt something dangerous towards his citizens...resentment.

If the Horde's military had been stronger, no nation would challenge their might. If his-no, THE people-had a stronger backbone they could carry his dream farther then he could imagine. Instead they seemed incapable of anything.

He needed to...cleanse the people who had wrecked his plans, those perezozos must be wipped into shape...

OOC: Faschism works better; use it....

"...you want me to WHAT?"
"Raise your voice to me again and I'll see to it you'll regret being born."
"I'm sorry DSC. It's just...you want a....mind control device?"
"Yes. And not propaganda wither. I want REAL mind control, I want a nation of organ filled robots! I want people who obey without thinking. Now, can it be done?"
"Well...I published papers (http://www.angelfire.com/or/mctrl/justesen.htm) about the possibility of it using microwaves...but I never thought it could be-"
"Do it. Money is no issue. I am sending the best minds in the country to help, and subjects will be given to you for testing. Failure will result in you and your family's liquidation."

OOC: If I find out about that... ouch.

OOC: Of course ouch! Just wait. You'll play your part a little further down the road. ALL THIS IS BEYOND TOP SECRET!!!!!!

OOC: Of course ouch! Just wait. You'll play your part a little further down the road. ALL THIS IS BEYOND TOP SECRECT!!!!!!

OOC: Secrect? Is that sweedish?

Just kidding. I know. Planning for another RP, I see.

OOC: If I find out about that... ouch.
OOC: /agree, but I might not object to limited use of sucha device (not total mind control of the entire populace) or you could jest keep it super-secret.

OOC: Whoah, whoah, whoah. Now, I understand I have a lifetime contract... but your creeeping me out now Mondoth. Your nation can only pry into my affairs for so long until I start looking for other suppliers...

OOC: A complete mindcontrol of hundreds of millions sounds rather PMT/FT'ish to me, should it work out perfectly. But that's just my 2 cents, really interresting idea you have there anyways.

OOC: Actually the majority of it can be done to a limited extent with 1974 technology.

OOC: Whoah, whoah, whoah. Now, I understand I have a lifetime contract... but your creeeping me out now Mondoth. Your nation can only pry into my affairs for so long until I start looking for other suppliers...
OOC: I'm not saying that I know about this yet, this is OOC after all, I'm just letting you know OOCly that as a nation that does considerabe business with Modnoth, we have certain expectations of conduct... But rest assured, I have many plans for that money and until theyre completed you have little to fear from being cut off.

Day 1
We have moved in and have now been introduced to the in's and out's of the lab.
So far we have 27 prisoners, 3 have died during initial experiments in how many microwaves a body can withstand in certain situations. Already I can tell Doctor Hollidiski will be trouble, as tears were in his eyes as the subjects screamed in pain. I have reported him, and DSC has promised to see to it personally.

Edit: As of this writing, Hollidiski somehow has gone missing...

ooc: evil...hey how come you do mind controll and no one cares I raise a few hunndred stolen corpses and the whole world atacks me.

ooc: evil...hey how come you do mind controll and no one cares I raise a few hunndred stolen corpses and the whole world atacks me.
OOC: Cause its secret.