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by Merni » Sat Mar 10, 2018 9:51 am
by Naqil » Sat Mar 10, 2018 9:54 am
New Vragoltinus wrote:After finishing the gigantic rant he sighs
"So yeah, long story short, I screwed myself and I probably shouldn't drink..."
Industrial West Virginia wrote:"Good afternoon," She said, not actually quite sure what time of day it was. "How are you today?"
She slams a 10 on the counter. "Beer me."
Universal currency exchange. Cool. she thinks.
by Industrial West Virginia » Sat Mar 10, 2018 10:17 am
Naqil wrote:-snip-
She then turns to the person next to her. "I'm doing badly, thank you for asking. A performance review came up, and they decided I can continue on in my punitive assignment- that is, I'm still stuck here- instead of moving up into a role I can actually be of use in. Sometimes I think I should have just stuck with the family business instead of moving into politics..."
by Naqil » Sat Mar 10, 2018 10:29 am
Industrial West Virginia wrote:"Being an ambassador isn't the worst thing ever," She replies, a bit overwhelmed by the exposition dump. "I mean, you get to travel everywhere and meet new people. Then again, it probably would have been less pressure going in to the family business."
She took another sip. "What type of business does your family run?"
by Industrial West Virginia » Sat Mar 10, 2018 11:25 am
Naqil wrote:Industrial West Virginia wrote:"Being an ambassador isn't the worst thing ever," She replies, a bit overwhelmed by the exposition dump. "I mean, you get to travel everywhere and meet new people. Then again, it probably would have been less pressure going in to the family business."
She took another sip. "What type of business does your family run?"
Oh, if you thought that was an exposition dump... "Well, I say 'business' but that's just because it's part of the phrase. I'm from House Yavuas, and we're a priest House," explains Ixhua. "We used to be a major name, too. Back before the coup of '93, it was almost guaranteed that the Councilor of Culture would be a Yavuas. After the coup, though..." She shook her head. "I figured that going into politics could get some of our old respect back. Instead I ended up here. We're not even WA members- literally my only job is to give prior warning if the WA were to start interfering with non-members. This isn't what I wanted at all."
by New Vragoltinus » Sat Mar 10, 2018 11:31 am
by Naqil » Sat Mar 10, 2018 11:34 am
Industrial West Virginia wrote:"Well that certainly doesn't sound optimal," she replied. "Did you try going for an actual elected position? Ambassador may get you some popularity if you're running, but there wouldn't be any harm to start running whenever first starting your career in politics."
by Wallenburg » Sat Mar 10, 2018 2:27 pm
New Vragoltinus wrote:Vernard finally gets his water
"Ah, thank yo-...Wait a minute, I'm a cyborg why the hell would I drink water? Wouldn't that be counterproductive and cause me to rust? Eh, questions for later."
A pipe that looks like the end of a vacuum cleaner comes out from his mask, going into the glass and starting to drain out the water in it
by Merni » Sat Mar 10, 2018 9:44 pm
Wallenburg wrote:New Vragoltinus wrote:Vernard finally gets his water
"Ah, thank yo-...Wait a minute, I'm a cyborg why the hell would I drink water? Wouldn't that be counterproductive and cause me to rust? Eh, questions for later."
A pipe that looks like the end of a vacuum cleaner comes out from his mask, going into the glass and starting to drain out the water in it
"Why do we drink alcohol?" asks Ogenbond. "It's quite counterproductive and causes liver damage. But it feels good. So if drinking that water feels good to you, have at it."
by New Vragoltinus » Sun Mar 11, 2018 4:55 am
Wallenburg wrote:New Vragoltinus wrote:Vernard finally gets his water
"Ah, thank yo-...Wait a minute, I'm a cyborg why the hell would I drink water? Wouldn't that be counterproductive and cause me to rust? Eh, questions for later."
A pipe that looks like the end of a vacuum cleaner comes out from his mask, going into the glass and starting to drain out the water in it
"Why do we drink alcohol?" asks Ogenbond. "It's quite counterproductive and causes liver damage. But it feels good. So if drinking that water feels good to you, have at it."
by Imperium Anglorum » Sat Mar 17, 2018 12:43 pm
by Living Corporations » Sun Mar 18, 2018 8:47 pm
by Imperial Polk County » Mon Mar 19, 2018 5:42 am
by Wallenburg » Mon Mar 19, 2018 11:49 am
Living Corporations wrote:A woman wearing a sharp suit and an air of quiet indignation walks into the room and takes a seat by the bar. “I’ll have a credit card application, heavy on the typos,” she says to Neville. “On the cheapest paper you have. In Comic Sans, if possible. If it looks in any way professional, it’s not strong enough.”
by Whovian Tardisia » Mon Mar 19, 2018 4:22 pm
by Living Corporations » Mon Mar 19, 2018 5:04 pm
Wallenburg wrote:"Hey, what do you think you're doing?" asks Trevanyika. "This establishment serves alcohol and cheap food. Neville, please tell me you don't keep the refrigerator stocked with old newspapers and leftover bureaucracy."
by Wallenburg » Mon Mar 19, 2018 5:39 pm
Living Corporations wrote:Wallenburg wrote:"Hey, what do you think you're doing?" asks Trevanyika. "This establishment serves alcohol and cheap food. Neville, please tell me you don't keep the refrigerator stocked with old newspapers and leftover bureaucracy."
"I'm a corporation, not a human," says the woman. "Alcohol doesn't affect me, and cheap food doesn't interest me. I can't even properly digest it."
by Living Corporations » Mon Mar 19, 2018 6:01 pm
Wallenburg wrote:Trevanyika looks down at her drink, and then back at the woman. "I swear I'm not that drunk. Did you say you are a corporation? As in a business with boards and stockholders and everything?"
by Wallenburg » Mon Mar 19, 2018 6:49 pm
Living Corporations wrote:Wallenburg wrote:Trevanyika looks down at her drink, and then back at the woman. "I swear I'm not that drunk. Did you say you are a corporation? As in a business with boards and stockholders and everything?"
"I did, in fact." The woman held out her hand to shake. "LaPointe Law Firm, P.C. I employ over a dozen attorneys and have been existing for just over forty years now."
by Living Corporations » Mon Mar 19, 2018 7:19 pm
Wallenburg wrote:Trevanyika tentatively shakes her hand. "Ms. LaPointe, then. I am Helen Trevanyika, from the Republic of East Wallenburg. Corporations are not recognized in Wallenburg, not least because they aren't living people back home. Fascinating. So are you the property of other people, or do you share my right to self-ownership?"
by Sierra Lyricalia » Mon Mar 19, 2018 8:06 pm
by Herby » Tue Mar 20, 2018 8:33 am
Imperial Polk County wrote:Ambassador Drane enters the bar. He stops when he notices a very quiet Herby near the doorway. He looks around; no one appears to be paying him any mind. He removes an exacto knife from his pocket, extends the blade, and walks up to Herby's driver side... no no, of course, that won't work, he thinks. He sighs, puts the "weapon" back in his pocket, and takes a seat at the bar. "Neville," he greets the bartender quietly, "tequilla, straight up."
by Living Corporations » Tue Mar 20, 2018 6:26 pm
by Imperial Polk County » Wed Mar 21, 2018 6:59 am
Sierra Lyricalia wrote:Leo shrugs. "I didn't imagine she believed in vampires. Hmm." He gestures at Drane, then looks over at the nearest bartender. "Did I hear a request for tequila? Fetch me one too, if you please."
Herby wrote:Herby responds to Q-Bert’s shenanigans with only a computerized beep. Much like the way a computer beeps when turned on. Nothing happens for five minutes. Then, another beep. Then nothing for five minutes. Then another beep. Ad infinitum. Uh oh. This can’t be good.
by Wallenburg » Thu Mar 22, 2018 12:50 am
Living Corporations wrote:Wallenburg wrote:Trevanyika tentatively shakes her hand. "Ms. LaPointe, then. I am Helen Trevanyika, from the Republic of East Wallenburg. Corporations are not recognized in Wallenburg, not least because they aren't living people back home. Fascinating. So are you the property of other people, or do you share my right to self-ownership?"
LaPointe's handshake is firm, professional, and well-practiced. "It's complicated. I own myself, but corporations in general are heavily influenced by their shareholders and their board of directors. I am a professional corporation, however, so my attorneys are the only humans involved, and therefore are the only ones that can influence me."
"Or, were. Now that I'm here this... unusual pocket dimension, things are different. The me that is this body can act independently of the me that is the rest of the corporation. And good thing, too."
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