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Post by Ariel Tal Shachar on Apr 16, 2009 17:06:17 GMT -5
To ALL Business Owning/Manalist/Capitalist Characters
When Ariel's work is done, he looks over some final reports from Scrag. Master Scrag is interested in a survelance network that would monitor everyone's activities in the world. Because of the terrorist attack in Pakistan and the events at last years Banquet of the Blessed, a better system of monitoring the people in the world is needed. With this in mind, Ariel sends a memo out to all of his contacts. The Memo is as follows:
THE HIGH TEMPLE IS OFFERING A MULTI BILLION RAND CONTRACT TO ANY COMPANY THAT CAN DEVELOP AN EFFECTIVE MONITORING SYSTEM. THIS SYSTEM COULD INVOLVED SATTELITES, CAMERAS, OR ANY OTHER TECHNOLOGY THAT WOULD HELP TO MONITOR AT ALL TIMES THE ACTIVITIES OF THOSE LIVING IN THE POPULATED ZONES OF THE EARTH. PLEASE SUBMIT YOUR DESIGNS TO MY OFFICE AND THE BEST DESIGN WILL BE AWARDED THE CONTRACT.
-THE MODERATOR
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Post by ~Ophelia Vespera~ on Apr 16, 2009 17:13:46 GMT -5
Ophelia had not notice the man walk in as she was speaking with the delivery man and was surprised by his voice.
"Oh! I'm sorry, sir. I didn't see you enter." she chuckled sheepishly walking over to him, "Well let's see... A flower for a person who dislikes you, huh? Hm, that's interesting.."
She observed him for a moment and then looked down at the purple flowers.
"You're looking in just the right place." she took a single purple hyacinth out of a bouquet, "A purple hyacinth ought to mend things up if that is what you are meaning to do.."
She hid her knowing smile behind the hyacinth and smelled it's fragrance. The man was looking for forgiveness from a lady, as serious and unemotional as he appeared to be, she could see it. She'd become good at reading people's faces and body language since that was really all one could rely on in a society that saw most emotions as weakness.. Flowers were loop holes through social expectations though. In a place where humility and emotions had to be hidden within a person, a flower could openly express it on behalf of the individual. A purple hyacinth was was an apology and prayer for forgiveness in the language of flowers.
"It's a perfect flower for a lady who's.. uh, a tiny upset."
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Post by ††Venice "Cephrien" Ashgrove†† on Apr 16, 2009 18:34:06 GMT -5
(( To Li Violette ))
He needed orders.. It had been at least two months since his last mission and Ceph was done resting. He had picked a quiet hotel establishment to hide out in.. after all, he was a traitor to the Invisible Hand now. The bathroom door in his hotel room opened up, letting out a plume of steam. Ceph walked out into the room, shirtless. He had just taken the hottest shower ever and was feeling more refreshed than you can imagine.
But now, it was time for work. He made his way over to the lamp desk and took up his Cell Phone, deciding that this would be a good idea to see about getting an assignment from Li. Instead of calling her though, he typed up a text message to request her to call him when she could. She was a busy woman, whom he respected.. So he didn't want to disturb her.
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Post by Linnea Korpela on Apr 16, 2009 18:36:37 GMT -5
"Thank you," she replied with a slight nod of her head. "Um I don't think I will need a deposit or for you to sign a lease. And it's alright if you can only stay here for 6 months. But if you need to stay longer you can."
It pleased her to hear that he was a very neat man, this renting might be easier then she first thought, but she was quickly reminded that not everyone is courteous.
They walked towards the back of the house and Linnea showed the room she would be renting.
"I also own the gallery downstairs. Most of the time I will be down there working, so if you need anything and you can't find me..." Linnea trailed off as she realized that she was rambling. "So your welcome to move in whenever you wish. I just need first months rent."
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Post by Max Alexander on Apr 16, 2009 20:19:59 GMT -5
Max sips some coffee. The warm drink comforting his throat.
"Glad to hear things are doing well for you, Dinari. You should give me a tour of your headquarters some time. I would love to see the facility."
Max turned to the woman. "No. I had a fiance but she was killed in a road side bomb 3.5 years ago in the middle east. Just have not found the strength or time to look for sombody else. Not that i really care."
He drank a bit more coffee. "I would love to just take a flight over the United States. I would love to see what it looks like after all these years."
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Post by Tuesday DeCastro on Apr 16, 2009 21:00:59 GMT -5
Tuesday was pleased with the way the Marx Mas party had turned out, actually, she was more than pleased. Much more. It had been a wonderful success, but even more tremendously wonderful was the new rebel paper. There were far more contributions, and circulation had vastly improved.
She picked up the latest edition of said paper and opened it, reading an article by one of the feminists. Tuesday herself had only written a short piece for this edition, with all the new contributions coming in, there hadn't been much room. And she'd been published so many times that she hadn't had a problem with cutting a few paragraphs out.
She currently had a better piece in the works, anyway. She was planning on publishing a report bashing one of the more well known Blessed in the near future. It would be harsh, but witty, with a title like 'Alligator Annette and her Contraband Cigarettes.' Tuesday laughed at herself a bit.
The blonde journalist leaned back in the seat she was in, propping her feet up on the table, still engrossed in the paper she was reading. Absently, she wondered what the others were up to...
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Jumala Keitoleinen
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Owner of SOTA/God of Destruction
"Man created God in his image : intolerant, sexist, homophobic and violent."
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Post by Jumala Keitoleinen on Apr 16, 2009 21:32:02 GMT -5
"Hmm...well, those might do fine. What is your favorite flower here?" Keitoleinen asks Ophelia. At least the shop isn't too busy at the moment. He would feel a little embarassed if someone he knew came in. It would make him look soft or queer if people thought he liked flowers.
"She isn't mad at me. She simply hates me because she believes that I torment her. Which I COMPLETELY do not do. It is all just a misunderstanding. I think most women don't understand my humor...that's all really." Keitoleinen explains.
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Post by Dinari Dollar on Apr 16, 2009 21:35:57 GMT -5
"Let's take my private Allmart jet and take a look! If Momo wants land, it will be a good excuse to check out the country! What do you guys think? Feel like taking a flight?" Dinari asks Momo and Max excitedly. He checks his cell phone and sees that he got a text from the Moderator about a monitoring system. He sighs. "Yeah, I just don't think that Allmart has the technology to try to join that little contest. Oh well. Unless we put like...blimps up there or something. Do you think that surveylance blimps would work?"
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Post by Max Alexander on Apr 16, 2009 21:54:47 GMT -5
Max notices him check his phone. "I take it you got that email as well? I am going to talk to my advisors. We might be able to come up with some thing seeing as we already have 7 orbiting satellites in space. And why not. Lets take a little flight to the US." Max smiled.
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Post by Horacio Hatfield on Apr 16, 2009 22:26:14 GMT -5
"I think I'll take it. I have the cash right now, so, I suppose if you are fine with it, I can pay and start moving some things in right away, though I don't have much." Horacio replies. He pulls some money out of his shoe and starts to count it out. He counts out a couple hundred rand and gives it to Linnea. "Here...I think that will be it."
"Do you have time to show me your gallery?"
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Post by ~Ophelia Vespera~ on Apr 16, 2009 22:30:03 GMT -5
"Women are.. let me think.. What's the word?.. Ophelia mumbled, guiding him to the other side of the store. She was going to say sensitive but that was a plain insult to manalists.
"Well, women," she restarted her sentence as she tried decide on a favorite flower, "take things seriously.. Might I ask what you said or did to make her "hate" you?"
She thought about saying the opium poppy was her favorite flower for giggles, but she thought this man may take things too seriously as well. Even though they were quite seriously one of her favorites for humorously reminding her of her brother.
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Li Violette
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The Speaker
"Communism is not love. Communism is a hammer which we use to crush the enemy" -Mao
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Post by Li Violette on Apr 16, 2009 22:32:21 GMT -5
I finish my coffee and notice a text from Cephrien. I leave the employee lounge for my own office. I lock the door behind me, even though I doubt anyone would follow me or even cares what I am up to. When I am sure that I am alone, I give Cephrien a call.
"Hello Cephrien, I am a little concerned about the Moderator's decision to build some sort of spying system to monitor people. But, what can be done, right?" I reply to him quietly. I look around my office and sigh. "I heard there is going to be a rebel meeting in london. I would like to know what transpires there. If you could join and spy on it, I would appreciate it. Though, it won't start until two weeks."
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Momo Kurokawa
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Head of Intelligent Design
?No object is so beautiful that, under certain conditions, it will not look ugly.?-Oscar Wilde
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Post by Momo Kurokawa on Apr 16, 2009 22:38:18 GMT -5
"Sounds like you and I will have ourselves a little competition then." Momo replies to Max. She jabs him in the ribs. "Lead the way, Dinari. I'm up for a flight." She states. She gets up, but orders another scone for the trip. She doesn't know how long it will be until she eats again. "I have some sattelite ideas, but none in orbit right now. I guess, we'll just have to see which ones the Moderator will pick."
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Jumala Keitoleinen
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Owner of SOTA/God of Destruction
"Man created God in his image : intolerant, sexist, homophobic and violent."
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Post by Jumala Keitoleinen on Apr 16, 2009 22:43:06 GMT -5
"Linnea is very attractive. My only ...thing I could have possibly done wrong, not that I did anything at all, would probably be to harass her into doing sexual favors for me. But that is just one tiny thing. She should be glad that I give her any attention at all. I am pretty good looking, powerful, and wealthy. Most women would be happy to be abused by me, much less...treated with any morsel of decency." Keitoleinen replies to Ophelia. He crosses his arms and tilts his head to the side. "Well, what is your favorite flower. You never told me." He states.
He paces back and forth between flower displays, contemplating why on earth Linnea dislikes him so much. "It really shouldn't matter, but, I should be able to get whatever I want in life."
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Tristan Tuzanic
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Manalist Soldier
I'm not a bad man, I'm just overwhelmed. It's cause of these things...
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Post by Tristan Tuzanic on Apr 16, 2009 22:48:44 GMT -5
To Zindy and Heikki
Tristan continues walking towards the temple, but he stops when he notices a van unloading something. Men in white are picking up packages from the van. Something tells him that it is about drugs...that it is for a secret hospital. Normally, he wouldn't care, but he has been on thin ice with the Manalists. He walks towards the van for a closer look. He notices a man and woman get into the back of the van. They were helping to unload it.
"Hey there, what's going on?" He asks Heikki and Zindy as they get into the van. He walks quickly towards the van.
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