COMMISSION Lieutenant Space Dragoons
WRITE 1 James Riptide
WRITE 2 Oblate Spheroid
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Haha! There you are @old boy! We shall form a decent officer corps yet! With Brummell’s @daneel experience and steady hand, my impeccable sailing abilities, and young True Citizens like the Duchess @gwwar filling the ranks we shall surely drub those New Prussians.
Oh, to once again sail under the old Fighting Deviled Lobsters banner again!
So, give up the goods Doctor, what mad creations have you to strike terror into those New Goth hearts?
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St-Patrick-Hartbrooke looks at the various pamphlets that have been dropped at his door; many are from the city, others are from the military.
The military ones he deals with first, by consigning them to their appropriate place in the dustbin. While he is certainly not opposed to the war with New Prussia now that they have initiated aggressions, he has neither the skill nor the temperament for military service, and especially not as an officer. Quite frankly, if he were to lead troops into combat, he would most likely be leading them to pointless deaths, and that would not be an acceptable loss of life. The military thinking that it was appropriate for commanders to be appointed by money instead of merit was, quite frankly, insane. St-Patrick-Hartbrooke prayed that this decision did not lose them the war, by leaving them with an aristocratic, inexperienced officer corps instead of a well-trained, veteran one.
In addition, he was experiencing feelings of EE’rrak, a Keeen’Arrr word which would translate roughly as “blood on the talons.” Admittedly, the only blood on his talons after the duel had been his own, but the phrase, generally applied to Space Griffins who had flown, hunted down, and killed and butchered their first kill, was appropriate nonetheless. He had killed — had not landed the fatal blow, but had killed nonetheless — someone who he had felt to be a threat to him and to society, and could not blot the hum-cube’s death from his conscience. He certainly didn’t trust himself to be in a position to take anyone else’s life right now.
As for the other missives, from Mayor Tidewell, asking for funds for various city projects, and promising to laud the names of the donors in the presses… It is yet more reason why is becoming increasingly disturbed by the Mayor’s actions. Does not the Good Book say,
Be careful not to perform your righteous acts before men to be seen by them. If you do, you will have no reward from your Father in heaven. So when you give to the needy, do not sound a trumpet before you, as the hypocrites do in the synagogues and on the streets, to be praised by men. Truly I tell you, they already have their reward. But when you give to the needy, do not let your left hand know what your right hand is doing, so that your giving may be in secret. And your Father, who sees what is done in secret, will reward you.
This situation and be contrasted with that of the plague relief (which, if anything, was a more appropriate situation for lauding the contributors). Those contributions were for a life-saving treatment, were made publicly because a certain threshold needed to be reached, and none of the contributors received so much as a “thank you” for their assistance. Which was as it should be. That the Mayor should promise otherwise for this… It rankles at him, just as the proposition that she had made after the rescue mission had.
With some hesitation, he bins these entreaties as well. He would rather these particular efforts fail entirely than have this kind of “Money for Social Standing” transaction become entrenched into society.
His letters already written, he commits two short lines to the Public Ledger, dons his hat and coat, and makes his way to Leviathan’s, to toast His Majesty the King, God rest his soul, and Her Majesty the Queen, long may she reign.
WRITE 1 Miss Rockingham
WRITE 2 Miss Penumbra
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The ink was drying on the letters he written earlier in the day. Now he was stuck deciding how best to invest in not only Weatherby, but in himself. Oh the drums of war were beating and so many peers jumping to join up, but what had New Prussia actually done?
No, Hieron would focus his attention on the here and now. These city projects were interesting. A Trade School? Hmmm, no doubt a useful addition to the colony. I believe I have a check to write…
Donate 3 700
Write 1 Lizzy Heliotrope
Write 2 Richard Forester
Wager 30 Poseidon’s Noose
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Dear Admiral Riptide,
Jamesway,
As you requested at the conclusion of The Ball, I related your request that the United Federation of Oceans and Seas designate a special attache to the Space Dragoons to consult regarding the New Prussian matter.
It appears the Joint Reefs Staff agree with your concerns. The ranks of Crimson Clupidae continue to swell allegiance to New Prussia. At rates of such astonishment, that the Federation is worried that some chemical agent is being used to brainair the clupidaents - some sort of clup drug, perhaps. After all, the New Prussians are hardly supportive of piscean suffrage.
I’ve been ordered to serve as the UFOs Attache to the Weatherby Dragoons. I’m at liberty to share what we know about the Crimson Clupidae forces, in return for any information the Dragoons discover about piscean trafficking in the W system.
Upon your signal, I shall meet you at the pre-arranged location.
Yours truly,
~Gil
William T. Piker
Commander, United Federation of Oceans and Seas
Attache (acting Ensign), Weatherby Space DragoonsPS- We should also share information related to the rapidly spreading seryloid dependence. We’ve documented hallucinogenic effects after exposure, as well as the much-publicized shimmer effect. We need to know if this is related to the clup drug that we suspect is affecting the New Prussian cupidaents, or if it’s just another red scare.
Commission Ensign Space Dragoons (pay 390£* processing fee)
Donate 3 200
Donate 4 300
Write 2 James Riptide
wager 20 Poseiden's Noose
* fine print
Cmdr. Piker rubbed his temples. These process to register his existing Federation Commission here on Weatherby is byzantine and complex, rife with hidden processing fees and up-charges. It appears that if he files Forme 79 that his commission will be recognized by the local Army. He would like to complete Forme 80 in order to be recognized by the local Navy. Excepting, Forme 80 is only printed in limited batches every third year, with the next printing still 2 years from hence.
There is a workaround: Forme 3,402. Forme 3,402 will convert any Army Comission into a Navy Equivalent. For the low price of 78£ per letter of the last name of the officer. Times a multiplier for each rank in excess of O-1.
Unfortunately, funds being what they were, the processing fees to have his true rank recognized is impossible to achieve this season. Having his Attache status recognized as an O-1 will have to do for now.
Not letting go, Cmdr. Piker looks up the Secretary of Weatherby Safety who signed the order creating Form 3,402. Ah, a Mr. Martine Shelli, a Weatherbean Crustacean, and former CFO at Proctor & Landau. How unsurprising.
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returning from the fisheries of Mr. Karekin and Dr. Franksenketchup, Ensign Crusher takes a detour to discreetly drop off a letter at the post office
write 1 Ssskidwish
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“Botheration,” breathes Eudaemonia, cradling her face in one hand as she sorts through her correspondence with the other. Perhaps she drank too many toasts in honor of the newly crowned Queen Catherine at the Leviathan Club… but how can one refuse to celebrate the monarchy? If only that whipwhiskey hadn’t been so… potent.
It was a good thing, she muses, that she finished the missives to her prospective beaus before she began drinking. The letters await only her seal and postage… and one final review of spelling and grammar.
She has high hopes for her communications with that dear Mr. Liversnaps-Greyson. He cut such a fine figure during the dance, and they did seem to find a moment of accord. Her other letter is a bit more daring-- perhaps even a touch audacious-- to approach a person she did not place on her dance card. Yet Mr. Milkthistle displayed himself well at the event, and they seemed to have more in common than she’d originally perceived. It could well be worth the risk of being considered forward to make the gentlesentient’s acquaintance.
Now to other matters of obligation. New Prussia continues to rattle its sabers, threatening war. It simply shall not do to limit one’s contribution to war bonds alone. Yet how best to serve? She ponders the matter, cautious as always, taking into account her knowledge and abilities. It would be hubris to assume that one’s capability to command is established by throwing quantities of money at the position. She will start at the bottom and work her way up. That alone proves one’s worth. But which branch? Let others seek glory in sailing through space. Eudaemonia will stay to defend her community planet-side.
(Besides, she hasn’t quite forgotten how her last voyage off-planet rendered her desperately and violently space-sick. It’s not an experience she’d choose to repeat.)
Finally, she looks at donations. So many worthy causes to choose from… Ego be hanged! One doesn’t need their name on a sign to know one’s worth. The important thing is supporting her fellow gentlesentients. So she will help as many as her funds allow, even if it costs her recognition. Duty demands it.
Write 1 Liversnaps-Greyson
Write 2 Jasper Milkthistle
Commission Space Hussars Ensign
Donate 1 200
Donate 3 200
Donate 4 200
Wager Grumblewhacket 1
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Donate 3 500
Write 1 Eighth
Write 2 Madeline Penumbra
Wager Poseidon’s Noose 90
Buy Dr. Arbuckle’s Whipweed Tonic Wine
BuyMs. Merrimoose’s Soothing Syrup
Buy Franklin Gooseberry’s Remarkable Colloidal Seryl
Commission Ensign Space Hussars
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DONATE 1 400
DONATE 4 400
WRITE 1 Harriet Codsworth
WRITE 2 Henry Argyle
WAGER 150 on Matilda's Purse
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Donate 3 521
Commission Lieutenant Space Hussars 700
Write 1 Ssskidwish (indicating a level of strategic interest)
Write 2 Oblate Spheroid (indicating a level circle of a sphere forming a great circle)
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Write 1 Chewseen
Write 2 Melisande Copse
Donate 2 400
Wager 30 Matilda’s Purse
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Orders for ‘Turn 8’ will begin below at a later date.
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Declare Charlotte Branchwit
A tasting menu prepared by acclaimed chef, Spaceman Blanc
Course 1 100 Sand fish caviar, wheat toast
Course 2 100 Cured space eel, blue algae foam, whipweed tuile
Course 3 100 Truffled Proximan hen’s egg, Sirian mushroom tea, Venusian truffle demi sauce
Course 4 150 Capricornish brill, scallop, wasabi, cucumber
Course 5 200 Roast suckling lagoderm, apple, walnut, prune ketchup
Course 6 150 Mimasian Blood orange carpaccio with honey wine
Course 7 100 Cygnan Chocolate mousse, charyblis butterscotch sauce, almond crème glacée
Served with aperitif, wine pairings and digestif.
Invite @hadley
Invite @donald_petersen
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Dick, have my best suit pressed, we’re having a dinner party!
Declare @eighth
Course 1 £100 Unwrapped Cheesy Slices and Cheese-flavoured Crackers
Course 2 £100 Jellied Salt-flavoured Ramen
Course 3 £200 Curried Tinned Sandfish in Gel
Course 4 £200 Great-Grandmother Dipswitch’s 100-year-old Perfection Salad
Course 5 £100 Chopped Tinned Veg in Brine
Course 6 £100 Spaghetti Pie a la Marinara
Course 7 £100 Ice Cream Ramen with Leftover Melon
Course 8 £100 Dr Arbuckle’s Whipweed Tonic Cocktails
Invite @fintastic
Invite @nightflyer
Buy Dr. Arbuckle's Whipweed Tonic Wine
Buy Ms. Merrimoose's Soothing Syrup
Buy Franklin Gooseberry's Remarkable Colloidal Seryl
I PREDICT THIS WILL BE THE MOST GREATEST FANTASTICAL DINNER PARTY THAT WEATHERBY HAS EVER SEEN
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Admiral James Riptide has requested that, as the United Federation of Oceans and Seas (UFOS) attache to the local Well Organized and Regulated Militias (WORMs), I host a briefing for Weatherby’s latest and greatest military strategists, Dragoon Lieutenants Damerl Capstanturnbuckle and Heinz Franksenketchup, MD, PHD, JD, on the UFOS threat assessment of New Prussian forces.
Declare Admiral James Riptide
invite @pogo
invite @old
Course 0 £0 "Revellie - nothing served"
Course 1 £50 "Continental Shelf Breakfast - scones and croissaints with butter and jellyfish"
Course 2 £50 "Second Shelf Breakfast - Starfishbucks coffee and New Danish danishes"
Course 3 £100 "Elevensies - 'Eggs Rothchild' (poached lizard eggs over Brummel muffins with New Hollandaise sauce) "
Course 4 £-FREE "SPONSORED LUNCH - Impossible Langoburgers sponsored by McFranksenketchup's*"
Course 5 £25 "Afternoon Tea - EARL GREY, HOT"
Course 6 £150 "Dinner - Chef Piker's daily catch"
Course 7 £100 "Supper - locally sourced non-sentient pickled herring smørrebrød certified by Portland, Oregon"
Course 8 £75 "Retreat - The Three Marines (One Bourbon, One Scotch, and One Beer)"
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Declare @Tom_Ratchetcrank
invite @daneel
invite @ghoti
Course 1 66 Beans Three Ways
Course 2 66 Beans, Rustic Tableside
Course 3 66 Beans, Aerated, Black
Course 4 66 Beans, Amazonian, Sentient?
Course 5 66 Green Been Sorbet Palate Cleanser
Cousre 6 66 Red Bean Soup
Commission Lieutenant Space Dragoons
Rent Fashionable Apt
That country trip was so globbing inspiring Tom, it really reminded me of my roots. You’re going to love this.
Beans Three Ways, paired with a crisp, sparkling white. Like this just brings me back! Those memories of getting so hungry, and then finding these beauties in the cubbard. BAM just a perfect trio of beans.
Beans, Rustic; Tableside, paired with a nice Chardonnay. Like every one likes fire right? Doesn’t this remind you of a perfect night under the stars? Man camping is wonderful when done right.
Beans, Aerated, Black, paired with an earthy pinot noir. Like this one is about the essance of the bean. So smooth. So dark. Just feel it.
Beans, Amazonian, Sentient? Paired with a big Cabernet. Before I settled on Weatherby I found the most curious bean in the Amazonian system. You see you had to sing to these beans before they would let you harvest them. Very mysterious and so much flavor!
Green Been Sorbet Palate Cleanser. Paired with a fun apple liquor. Well like y’ll need a break for your mouth sometimes. super refreshing and clean.
Red Bean Soup paired with a It’s like dessert I guess! Very sweet. We’ll have a glass of port afterward.
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That menu is like music to my ears.
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I hear that
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Declare Oblate Spheroid
Course 1 100 “Test Tubers”
Course 2 100 “Not-much-genetically-modified Spam”
Course 3 100 “Finger Sandwiches”
Course 4 100 “Turducken - My most delicious experiment”
Course 5 100 “Hurlenmeyers”
Course 6 100 “Charred Bunsens”
Course 7 100 “Pea Tree Dish”
Course 8 100 “Pie Pets”
Course 10 100 “Toad in the Whole”
Invite @gwwar
Invite @MrMonkey
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Declare @liversnaps-grayson
Invite @gwwar
Invite @ghoti
Eudaemonia watched as the final preparations for her banquet were completed. It was, perhaps, a bit of a risk to attempt a formal dinner in a picnic setting, but Weatherby was enjoying such lovely weather this season. Who would choose to be cooped up inside on such a brilliantly sunny day? And, she hoped, the more relaxed atmosphere of a picnic might serve to soothe any nerves felt by her intended… and her own.
The largest of the tents assembled on the grounds of Bedlam’s Bower was reserved for the dinner party. Its white canopy would protect the guests from the worst heat of the sun, while its open sides would let in the gentle breezes. (And delicately concealed sonic repellers would bar unwelcome insects from intruding upon the feast.) Inside, cushions and the softest blankets she could acquire provided picnic-style lounging as they dined.
The second tent was not quite as large, and its sides were drawn down to hide the activity of the cooks and servants, who would bring each course to the dining pavilion á la russe. Eudaemonia had high hopes that the chefs would strike the proper balance between the somewhat simpler menu and the gourmet tastes required for such a meal.
The third, smallest tent was for the musicians. The three-man band were setting up their instruments now, so her guests’ meal would be accompanied by neoclassical melodies, with the slightest influence of jazz.
She perused the menu one last time. Hopefully her visitors would be bringing healthy appetities…
Beverage: Spritzers of blended white wine, hibiscus tea, and lemonade, presented in glass pitchers for a more casual impression
Course 1 50 seasonal fruit slices (various melons and berries) mingled with creamy cheeses, served on golden skewers
Course 2 75 Devilled eggs on prosciutto folded upon squares of toast
Course 3 75 Nopales soup (cactus and avocado, lightly spiced, served with a single quail egg in each bowl)
Course 4 125 Crab cakes prepared in the style of the ancient kingdom of Baltimore
Course 5 75 Pesto pasta salad with the freshest snap peas, tomatoes and oregano
Course 6 150 Savory fried chicken, with a crisp outer coating, yet moist inside, seasoned with what her cook swore to her was a most secret and ancient blend of seventeen herbs and spices
Course 7 50 Blood orange-cranberry sorbet with thyme, as a palate cleanser
Course 8 60 Apple Waldorf salad in a tangy yogurt dressing, with sprinkled blue cheese and chickpeas
Course 9 250 Barbecued pork ribs, slow-cooked for hours, presented with whipped baby redskin potatoes
Course 10 75 'Smores (what an odd name for that confection of delicate mounds of marshmallow fluff, drizzled with both sweet milk and bittersweet dark chocolate, set upon squares of Graham crackers so lightly toasted that they dissolved upon the tongue. But Cook insisted that was the traditional name for such a thing, as strange as it sounded) accompanied by the thick, rich coffee imported from Risa
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