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GENESSIA: A PANFANDOM RPG - May 6th, 2017
06 May 2017 @ 07:03 pm
Hello everyone. As some of you may have noticed, there have been a few... questions about the future of Schnee Company lately. Whitley, my brother, will be leading the company as CEO as part of a mutual agreement we both signed some time ago. My father, on the other hand, will be enjoying some form of retirement for the time being.
[ Her words are clearly carefully chosen as she speaks, but it doesn't make her intent any less clear. Jacques is a very different person than she is, which means her tone on certain words expresses a lot more than the words themselves at certain points, though enough that she's sure her father's not going to notice she's being a little rude. ]
I hope none of you choose to judge him too harshly for his initial reaction. He had elected to... attach himself to something familiar as many people here have in the past upon arrival. Some seek out their friends, others- even Guardians the people have elected in the past reacted violently until they realized they didn't need to, and others immediately open subarchways to give themselves a little taste of home. Father dedicated a significant portion of his life to the direction [ overtaking and dictatorship of ] of Schnee Dust Company [ her life and her family's lives and also the company and hundreds of people she doesn't know ] back in Atlas and as such, I don't think anyone can blame him for wanting a sense of normalcy after being kidnapped and forced into a strange world, nor should you hold him in contempt [ but please hold him accountable ] for some.. stress-induced communication mishaps [ asshole yelling outbursts ] that he may have expressed. [ Exploded into. ] We've maturely discussed [ screamed at each other ] his, my, and Schnee Company's future and while I appreciate the overwhelming amount of support everyone's offered me, I'm asking you to please not hold it against him.
[ That part certainly seems heartfelt. She cannot fight the war on crime if she is fighting everyone versus her father. ]
That said, I have been intending to announce Whitley's succession of Schnee Company for some time. Please offer my brother congratulations and treat him as well as you have me so I can focus my full attentions on protecting Nova City and its people. As a part of our agreement, my brother will still be funding the deputy project to help keep Nova City safer than it's ever been.
[ And then she forgets to lock the last part to its intended recipient. Listen, she's got a lot on her plate right now and while she's handling all of that expertly, her personal life is easily the part that she's learning to relax on and unfortunately she isn't used to needing to hide it. There's even the sound of a bit of shuffling, then her voice definitely goes from business-y to more casual, lighter. The smile in her voice is audible. ]
There's a snow cone vendor outside. I'm heading back soon, I could bring one over for us to split? They have cherry red, blue whatever a Hawaiian is, banana, purple grape, and green apple.
[ Her words are clearly carefully chosen as she speaks, but it doesn't make her intent any less clear. Jacques is a very different person than she is, which means her tone on certain words expresses a lot more than the words themselves at certain points, though enough that she's sure her father's not going to notice she's being a little rude. ]
I hope none of you choose to judge him too harshly for his initial reaction. He had elected to... attach himself to something familiar as many people here have in the past upon arrival. Some seek out their friends, others- even Guardians the people have elected in the past reacted violently until they realized they didn't need to, and others immediately open subarchways to give themselves a little taste of home. Father dedicated a significant portion of his life to the direction [ overtaking and dictatorship of ] of Schnee Dust Company [ her life and her family's lives and also the company and hundreds of people she doesn't know ] back in Atlas and as such, I don't think anyone can blame him for wanting a sense of normalcy after being kidnapped and forced into a strange world, nor should you hold him in contempt [ but please hold him accountable ] for some.. stress-induced communication mishaps [ asshole yelling outbursts ] that he may have expressed. [ Exploded into. ] We've maturely discussed [ screamed at each other ] his, my, and Schnee Company's future and while I appreciate the overwhelming amount of support everyone's offered me, I'm asking you to please not hold it against him.
[ That part certainly seems heartfelt. She cannot fight the war on crime if she is fighting everyone versus her father. ]
That said, I have been intending to announce Whitley's succession of Schnee Company for some time. Please offer my brother congratulations and treat him as well as you have me so I can focus my full attentions on protecting Nova City and its people. As a part of our agreement, my brother will still be funding the deputy project to help keep Nova City safer than it's ever been.
[ And then she forgets to lock the last part to its intended recipient. Listen, she's got a lot on her plate right now and while she's handling all of that expertly, her personal life is easily the part that she's learning to relax on and unfortunately she isn't used to needing to hide it. There's even the sound of a bit of shuffling, then her voice definitely goes from business-y to more casual, lighter. The smile in her voice is audible. ]
There's a snow cone vendor outside. I'm heading back soon, I could bring one over for us to split? They have cherry red, blue whatever a Hawaiian is, banana, purple grape, and green apple.
06 May 2017 @ 08:30 pm
[In Genessia, it's settling in to be a comfortable, cozy late spring evening. The birds are just starting to quiet down, the crickets are gearing up for a full orchestra, the lights are coming on throughout every district and the bay is peaceful and qu-
NO FUCK YOU.
A massive pinkish head breaks the waves, a thick, fat, barnacle encrusted isopod heaving itself out of the water and clambering up onto shore, hissing and shaking water everywhere as it immediately besets a sea side stand selling potato chips.]
[Meanwhile, the earth through the food district and center of Genessia rumbles. Its thick armored body creaking and groaning, a thirty foot long lobster, as tall as a bus, ponderously drags itself through down town, antenna alone knocking over lamp posts as a claw the size of a mini cooper handily slams apart the glass of a nearby sea food restaurant, releasing a wave of rubber banded, confused potential dinners into the street.
BE FREE.
The considerably less rubber hindered lobster beast also seems to be a fan of irony, as it snaps up one or two natives in a claw and attempts to nibble them to death.]
[And how on earth this fuck off huge spider crab got here so quickly and quietly is anyone's guess. With pin point precision it slams a pointy leg against the building, trying to bash it open with a claw as it settles around the actual establishment.
KNOCK KNOCK MOTHERFUCKER.
GIMME ALL YOUR LUNCH MONEY.]
[[ooc: THE BATTLE HAS BEGUN. PICK YOUR OPPONENT, but the crab belongs to Tannusen and his employees.
PLEASE REMEMBER THAT GENESSIA CITY GUARDIAN DAVID HALLER HAS THE RIGHTS TO KILLING THE LOBSTER.]]