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Re: Radio Signals
DIR By: Lachlan
Date: March 8, 2017, 6:02 am
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--- Quote from: Rimmy link ---
>
> The idle radio chatter cuts out as Tuir takes the stage,
smiling to the cameras as his crew run off their ready checks. A
moment later the light flashed red and he turned to Camera 1.
>
> "Glad to hear that the others living on the Firebrand's new
outpost have similar radio protocols. This is a continent wide
message, announcing and warning that aggression upon the current
Firebrand lands, and in the future this whole world will be met
with equal force. Peace will be met with trade and peaceful,
quiet annexation."
>
> Tuir adjusted the commanders patch and turned to the other
camera as his crew cut the feed and sent the new one to the
Republic of Unislan.
>
> "Greetings Jemima. It is nice to see our neighbours act as a
friend, and not as a small dog. We agree to your terms, but warn
that limiting our access to the Obelisk may allow the strange
colonists that landed close to it unrestricted access. That is
something my scientists would be very unhappy to hear, and I
assume yours would too. Perhaps an agreement to secure access to
the Obelisk could provide the both of us a look at that strange,
black structure?
>
> Tuir, out."
--- End Quote ---
Helsaya, Rekt, and the grey suited, green tied man sat in the
Governor's office, having seemed to have come to some form of an
agreemnt, when Helsaya's compad went off. A couple of messages
sent, a technical official (almost certainly named John)
redirected some signals, and they were greeted with the sight of
Tuir Gemmadon.
They heard him out, watching his message. Rekt couldn't help but
laugh at the mention of 'quiet annexation.' Their eyes widened
at the mention of the obelisk, however.
"He's a perceptive one, I'll give him that." Helsaya noted. "He
wants in on the obelisk too."
"And interesting proposal." Rekt continued. "No doubt beneficial
for us..." The dark suited man cut her off.
"Hardly the most beneficial option, I think, to humor them and
be quietly annexed. We have alternatives."
"There are always alternatives. At this time I think it best we
agree, yes?" Rekt looked at her fellow officials, and they
nodded.
Rekt and Helsaya began drafting a response. By the time they had
completed it, the suited man had slipped away without their
knowing.
"Your offer is greatly appreciated. Trade and peace are some of
our founding values, as is friendship, and as is science.
Perhaps co-operation between our scientists could do wonders in
investigating the alien object. We are willing to accept your
offer.
Regards,
-Governor Miranda A. Rekt and The Hon. Jemima K. Helsaya."
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Re: Radio Signals
DIR By: Rimmy
Date: March 8, 2017, 6:22 am
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--- Quote from: Lachlan link ---
> "Your offer is greatly appreciated. Trade and peace are some
of our founding values, as is friendship, and as is science.
Perhaps co-operation between our scientists could do wonders in
investigating the alien object. We are willing to accept your
offer.
>
> Regards,
> -Governor Miranda A. Rekt and The Hon. Jemima K. Helsaya."
>
--- End Quote ---
Turi was seated at his desk when his assistant piped up. A groan
lead his rise from the desk, where he abandoned a small tumbler
a golden liquid and returned to the stage. The message of the
governor was playing on all screens, after having been scanned
for viruses of course. The commander watched and then nodded,
his assistants looking slightly concerned that there was no
pre-prepared script. Turi simply adjusted his patch.
"Greetings once more, Republic of Unislan - specifically you,
Governor.
I'm glad to hear you agree to our kind offer, now the only that
remains is to acquire access to the Obelisk. You may wish to
construct your research outpost nearby, and we shall assist in
their defence. We can also offer a trade route, once you have
acquired and sent us the results from the Obelisk.
As for deeper co-operation, well, I can see the value in that.
Of course, we may have to delay as it seems all of our
scientists are currently completely anti-social and refuse to
talk to scientists of other factions, but I'm sure that'll be
resolved soon," Turi flashed a smile, his perfect teeth glinting
with a light aimed by a nervous woman working her first day,
"And of course, when it is, we may be willingly to offer a deal.
Focus our research down different paths, as it may be. We'll see
how compliant you have been, when the time comes.
Turi, signing out."
Turi turned and stepped down from the stage, smiling at
wide-eyed assistants, "Don't you know what improv is?" A nearby
official of the subsidies widened his eyes and let out a small
sob at the word.
#Post#: 68--------------------------------------------------
Re: Radio Signals
DIR By: Angell99
Date: March 17, 2017, 4:50 am
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"The Whip blesses all on our Planet. I am here to inform you all
about the Whip. The Whip, our beautiful religion is based around
pain. Pain. What makes us all. And the woman conceived, and bare
a son: and when she saw him that he was a Whipply child, she hid
him three months.And when she could not longer hide him, she
took for him an ark of bulrushes, and daubed it with slime and
with pitch, and put the child therein; and she laid it in the
flags by the river's brink. Through pain this boy came to her,
through pain he left her. In pain. Pain. So it is this pain we
bring to you. The Whip is pain. The Pain of Life, the Pain of
Death" The Whipper paused, "The Whip is our God for Pain is our
belief. The Whip has never forsaken us." 1 Loud cracking whip
echoed into the microphone. "Today we share our penance with
you, we hope you take it with pride and understanding for all we
wish is to bring enlightenment to all. Today's penance is 4
whips with the Signal Whip. May the Pain Bless You" The Whipper
breathed heavily and the transmission ended. More thought the
Whipper, they would need to do more. "Send them all Signal
Whips"
#Post#: 72--------------------------------------------------
Re: Radio Signals
DIR By: Nathan
Date: March 19, 2017, 1:02 am
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A solemn and ceremonious Bigsby Tern sits waiting.
[glow=green,2,300]*Private link secured*
*Transmission from Ravenfell to The Cat'o'Ninetales
established*[/glow]
Feathers ruffle in the background and then with a confirming caw
from Lady Lark, Bigsby begins.
"We gracefully accept your gifts, both the book of the whipping
and the signal whip, which as we gather are sacred parts of your
culture. As your closest neighbour, we see this as a sign of
longstanding peace between nations. We would like to return the
favour by placing in your possession a mother egg. One of a
collection of heirloom's from our old nation.
We present to you the black egg.
This egg symbolises for us the immense pain we've suffered in
losing our old nation, but as you preached, we only gain from
pain, it is an overseer of growth and power. It is with our
strongest honour to extend this unofficial alliance in what is
becoming a race for control. We are eager to keep in contact
with you and if you need any support or advice, please don't
hesitate to contact us.
Thank you, may the pain, both past and present guide our
futures."
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#Post#: 74--------------------------------------------------
Re: Radio Signals
DIR By: Rimmy
Date: March 19, 2017, 4:28 am
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Tuir blinked as he listened to the Whipper's speech once more.
Beside him sat the Signal Whip, on the table. The messenger was
long gone but Tuir was still befuddled.
He slowly looked around the room, his aides and assistants all
waiting on him, seeing if he would play the message again in
some vain attempt to understand it, or if he would just leave. A
moment passed and Tuir rose, walked over to the side of the room
and picked up a large handful of Galactic Credits. They were
mostly used as props or scattered in the background of
diplomatic meetings. His suit was worth more than all of the
credits lying on the table.
He turned to his assistant with the handful and dropped them
into their waiting hands and motioned for a nearby assistant to
begin recording. A boom mic swung in as Tuir spoke, "Thank you,
Whipper. We are unaccustomed to your ways, but the Firebrand
Corporation accepts many religions within its ranks, as long as
all pay their dues, of course. You have given us your... whip,
clearly the symbol of your lands. In exchange, we offer our own.
Please, enjoy."
The assistant cut off the recording and passed the chip to the
assistant juggling credits, before a harsh bark from Tuir sent
the assistant running off to organize their delivery to the
Whipper. Tuir sat down and pressed play once more.
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Re: Radio Signals
DIR By: Angell99
Date: March 21, 2017, 3:19 am
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The man stares at the camera, waiting for the green light.
[glow=red,2,300]*Private link secured*
*Transmission from Cat'o'Ninetales to The Ravenfall
established*[/glow]
"We would like to thank you for your Mother Egg, we shall place
it in the Whipper Temple and handle it with care. We would like
to go further than an unofficial alliance, we would like an
official alliance. We are concerned for the souls of the Fire
Brand Nation, they are close to use and pose a threat to us and
themselves. We would like you to garuntee to back us up if the
need arises. For we are here to protect everyones soul! May the
Pain Bless You"
[glow=red,2,300]Transmission Ended[/glow]
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Re: Radio Signals
DIR By: Nathan
Date: March 23, 2017, 3:23 am
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--- Quote from: Angell99 link ---
>
> We would like to thank you for your Mother Egg, we shall place
it in the Whipper Temple and handle it with care. We would like
to go further than an unofficial alliance, we would like an
official alliance. We are concerned for the souls of the Fire
Brand Nation, they are close to use and pose a threat to us and
themselves. We would like you to guarantee to back us up if the
need arises. For we are here to protect everyone's soul! May the
Pain Bless You.
>
--- End Quote ---
As the words filled the signals room of the Mayoral Office a
jolt of excitement jumped into Sir Tern.
"We mustn't hesitate in replying Sir." hurried Lady Lark.
"Well and truly my dear, an ally like this is crucial to
maintaining our peaceful expansion."
"I'll get the comms ready now Sir."
"Wonderful."
[glow=green,2,300]*Private link secured*
*Transmission from Ravenfell to The Cat'o'Ninetales
established*[/glow]
Thank you, it is an honour to be able to expand alongside such
an empathetic nation who understands the necessity for
friendship.
We too fear that the Firebrand Corporation is getting too big
for the nest and seems to be reaching outward in your direction.
If you fear that they will attack please let us know and we can
supply assitance.
If there is anything else please let us know, yours sincerely
The Ravenfell Nation.
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Re: Radio Signals
DIR By: Nathan
Date: March 23, 2017, 3:36 am
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[glow=green,2,300]*National link secured*
*Transmission from Ravenfell to all nations established*[/glow]
Greetings all,
We, the humble Nation of Ravenfell wish to discuss borders.
Now we know this is a touchy subject and understand that the
race for land is still consuming most leaders minds. But with
the recent downfall of the Space Syrian's we would like to
address this matter.
As it stands we wish to claim only the land nearest to and to
the south-east of our own fine capital.
If any nations have any issues with this don't hesitate to
contact us privately or publicly.
Thank you for your time, The Ravenfell Nation.
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Re: Radio Signals
DIR By: Rimmy
Date: March 25, 2017, 5:58 am
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The scientist shook her head. The Unearthers Subsidy would not
stand for such an atrocity of a border. Malla Gamus prepared her
radio burst, directed to all channels on the planet.
"Those borders are a disgrace to the idea of uncovering the
secrets of why the colony of those strange long-haired people
exploded. Nor the rare resources of the coast. You stride too
far, Ravens. Cut your borders back to the edges of those ruins
and we may yet agree - and open the tiles to the west of the
coastal resources. I'm sure the Valgate agree with me when we
say that your unchecked expansionism will not be tolerated.
You seek to claim ruins that the world may delve deep in. I have
no doubt you will leave nothing behind for true scientists to
recover. Reconsider.
Malla Gamus, Unearthers Subsidy of the Firebrand Corporation,
signing off."
#Post#: 104--------------------------------------------------
Re: Radio Signals
DIR By: Nathan
Date: March 25, 2017, 7:24 am
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Bigsby sat hunched over the map, the latest results coming in
from Kylo Wren. His head slightly cocked with confusion.
"I can't believe the nerve of these corporate hypocritical
scumbags, how dare they mention 'unchecked expansionism' without
looking at their own borders. Oh my Mother Bird, they're boxing
in the Purge nation and over there, they're requesting alliance
in exchange for help with research to the fair Unislans. This
shall not stand."
[glow=green,2,300]*National Link Secured*[/glow]
Lady Lark gave him the go ahead that they were broadcasting.
[glow=green,2,300]*Transmission from Ravenfell to all nations
established*[/glow]
"Hello friends, and the Firebrand Corporation.
We stand by our previously mentioned borders and ask that anyone
with reason to question our borders, like the Valgatians or our
allies the Cat o' Nine Tails, to speak up if they so which.
Thank you Malla for your public announcement regarding the
technologies we will be investigating in the ruins of the Space
Syrians. We wish to claim this only so that we can share what we
find with the rest of the nations.
On that note, we would like to take this time to extend an offer
to all nations to share our research into Construction if they
so wish. This offer stands for 3 cycles and may be extended if
necessary.
We're not here to make enemies, this land is a place of
opportunity and growth, we do not wish to see war bless its soil
without reason.
Thank you all for your time."
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