Heir Primus Rackleton Harcourt Mordecai Erasmus Cornelius Brummell Branchwit Brummell, Space Moose
Legacy 2 “to be haut ton; the go, the mode, or pink of the mode; bang-up, the prime of life, or all prime; the thing, the dash, and a dasher; quite the Varment - a four-in-hand, a whip, a very jarvy; a swell, a diamond of the first water”
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Child - Hieronimoose Farnsworth, IV - Holographic Space Moose
Legacy 3 - Become a titan of business, founding a new paradigm in shipping - Universal Packet Shuttle. What can Moose move for you?
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Fire Pierre. (Valet)
Wager 30 Gin Rag
Damerl, stood upon the bridge and stared out the forward viewfinder at the Weatherby Port. Industrious, mercantile, frivolous Weatherby. “Bah!” thought he. “I do so hate to go into debt. But 'ods bodkins, given these times and the seemingly faltering interest in preparing our forces I feel I cannot but do everything I can to equip our brave Dragoons! If the shipping lines hold I’ll be clear again next season. If not… well, perhaps the squirrel would have enough stashed away for he and the child at least to make do.” Such risks, and now with a family, too.
Child - Rocco Fulcrumpivot Capstanturnbuckle, Space Lobster-Squirrel cross, preferably with a big fluffy tail.
Purchase Commission Captain Space Dragoons
Legacy 4: Serve with distinction in the Weatherbean forces
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A pre-scheduled payment arrives at the commission’s office. Despite his status as an alleged missing person, all the paperwork seems in order.
Promote from Lieutenant to Captain in Dragoons £2035
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Final Legacy:
Weatherby, indeed all of New Britannian society is heading for a precipice. The separation between classes is starker than even pre-Revolutionary Old France. Families find themselves ripped apart at the flip of a coin. While the TeaSeas enjoy glittering parties, SeaPeas collapse exhausted into beds they cannot even call their own. The common SeaPea sentient is getting desperate and finding themselves with nothing left to lose, even as the TeaSeas dance on, oblivious to reality. With no representation at the polls, no relief under the so-called justice system, they are finding themselves with one remaining option.
A change is gonna come. That much is inevitable. Far from fearing the threat of New Prussia, TBTB need the foreign aggressor. External threats are the only thing holding New Britannian society together. Things need to equalise, or there will be blood.
If someone can’t devise an alternative, and fast, the empire will crumble and be remembered not as an achievement, but a warning.
Preferably EDU: Synthesise a way that the Empire can shift to more equitable and sustainable system for all.
Alternatively, MIL: if it all goes to Hell, get as many people – especially those least capable of protecting themselves – as far away from the splash zone as possible.
The people interface with power in three ways: through elections, in the courts and with the guillotine. Fuck with the first two at your peril. – John Rogers.
Karekin sits at his usual “mobile office” in Leviathans, but today he is not alone. Two newly mintedTCs newly betrothed TC partners, Eighth and Johann Wentworth are with him.
“Today is a special day. The two newest [True Citizens] partners of our corporate body are here. What a moment! a time to recognize the increased informational energy you have generated and the disequilibrium structures this makes possible!”
The tall human says “Jules, before I met you, I would have thought that was the weirdest greeting imaginable. But as Shaper beliefs infuse my worldview, I see your greeting for the joyous compliment it is.”
The blue lobster adds, “So we’ve added another ‘politics of personality’ to the mix. Good thing the spreadsheet work around here is so trivial. Can we get on with this? I need to get back to the lab – I working on something special for Reginald.”
“and joyous nuptials to you as well, Eighth” Johann says smoothly.
“Okay, on to business. . Johann, what do you make of Ambassador Honeyvenom’s ‘gift’?”
Gift @David_Falkayn 30 An extra large jug of well-aged cloacal aioli, just like grandmother used to excrete, in gratitude for having rid us of that sketchy investment, whatever it was.
There’s more where that came from, and when the New Prussians get here, they’ll certainly smell where the Rothschild/Karekin/Falkayns are hiding.
"That that old space lizard intends to be an old space lizard. More importantly, She may no longer have full control of her forebrain anymore, as she let slip prematurely that the New Prussians are coming.’
"Good catch, Johann. I presume the New Prussians are as well informed as we are about the Militia’s readiness – though I doubt they were as efficient as Eighth.
Jules continues… "What I find even more discouraging is that the Weatherbean leadership is confused about basic principles. For example, the Weatherby Space Times misconstrued our family touchstone of “Self-interested cooperation is the basis for all success” as
“interested cooperation is the clear course forward”
Johann nods, “If that is the depth of their nuance, this is not going to go well for Weatherby”
Eighth’s sensor’s swing back to the conversation. “simple game theory approximations suggest that New Prussia is about to land a facer on Weatherby – and the Ambassador knows this and hopes to punish us for our ‘defection’ with the lagoderm ranch. We need to diversify off-world, post-haste.”
Johann raises an eyebrow and has the hint of a smirk as he makes eye contact with Jules.
Jules returns the smile ever so slightly, then looks to the lobster. “Excellent calculation, Eighth. What do you propose.”
Now that we are all True Citizens “With our elevated status, Jules’ diurnal presence in Weatherby system is unnecessary. Send him offworld to develop new possibilities. Ideally some place where the appearance of old space lizard will generate complexity for that three-chambered heart without our having to expend our own energy.”
Johann visibly brightens. “I couldn’t agree more, Eighth. You may yet be a credit to Shapers. Do you think you could keep the Sandfishery projects moving forward, and tend to the ‘day-to-day’ of the rest of the New Territories’ operations, while I manage affairs here in Weatherby proper?”
“Not only could I, I would prefer it that way. Let you deal with squishbrain fluff while I manage the spreadsheets that keep the operations running. That would also leave me more time for Reginald’s and my … joint chemical . I had not realized how much better endorphins are when shared.”
A large grin spreads across Jules’ face. “Excellent. Likewise, Johann will also need to take over our legal affairs, and tend to our expanding legacy. Johann, would you please see to the arrangements, as per our prior conclusions.”
“Prior conclusions!” exclaims Eighth. “Why, I only just came to these conclusions!”
Johann leans forward. “You’re learning fast, Eighth. But for now, continue to focus on your strengths. I am certain we’ll make a great team while Jules is off-world. Self-interested cooperation and all that”
Child Shmuel Wentworth Karekin, Space Chimera
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Legacy 6 “Seek a position in the royal court of Britannia Prime”
Child Peyote Goetia Aiwass Trigrammaton, Space LobCat
Legacy 2: Found a salon, the likes of which has never been seen in Weatherby
DO WHAT THOU WILT SHALL BE THE WHOLE OF THE LAW
Salon tonight at 8, all are invited. Punch and pie to be served! Nudity encouraged, but not mandatory.
Legacy 2 “A Bean Salon”
You know what all these “salons” have been missing? Beans. I will serve a crazy array of bean dishes that you would never dream of. I mean my party was such a hit, so why not have a party all the time? Like our Fashionable Apartment is the perfect place to host. And the things we will talk about. Like OMG, I’ve always wanted a trashy ladies book circle of my own. Oh and I suppose we can talk about other stuff, like the mayor, and spies, and getting shipped off to war, and how we’ll turn break our societies speciest, classist, backwards thinking!
And like glob, doesn’t this look delightful?
Dear Tom (@Tom_Ratchetcrank). Help me pick a name! I didn’t know this would be so globbing difficult. I’m like soooo excited.
Child LSP, a beautiful floating space lump
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Like maybe LSP will suffice Tom? It’ll be our wonderful Lumpy Space Princess or Lumpy Space Prince!
“Not mandatory”? Sigh… what soft times this younger generation knows.
Still. Perhaps this old reptiloid can show them how we do it back at old home Herpeton VI.
That is perfect my dear, however do you come up with such things!
LSP, begat in a vat of Gummibuns and Ratchetcrank.
Er, we can keep working on the birth announcements.
But where should we leave our keys?
Oh, never mind, I see.
Yes @Donald_Petersen us reptiles know how to party. In fact the party is good that I’ve already lost my tail.
Good Duchess, thank you ever so much for the lovely gift! Caffeine via coffee bean has long been one of my favorite stimulants, as you’ve so astutely intuited. You always seem to know the right bean for the right situation – truly, a remarkable skill.
Ms. Farnsworth, thank you kindly for that delightful mechanical horse. It’s an astonishing display of craftsmanship! I shall be the envy of the boulevard, with a mount like that.
Oh my. Hieronymoose, your taste in literature is exquisite. These shall have a place of honor in my library, I assure you. I thank you humbly.
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Child Richard Oomingmak Ticklebot Liversnaps-Grayson Mark II, Space Canoid.
Legacy 4
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“Dammit! Close the @#$%&*! door!”
Child Marmaduke Mason Honeyvenom, Space Lizard
Legacy 6 - details via PM.
Listen to what I say ! In your palace walls, mighty king - a child! A child shivers in the cold. Let us bring them gold insulation. They will bring us goodness and light.
Child Mechaootokage
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Legacy 4: Develop and test a new military doctrine: skull-crushing
Legacy 6: Recontextualize the social construct of rank with a genius work of art created with a dash of madness
Child Parabola Spare, Geometer
Legacy 5 “Perform a remarkable feat of genetic engineering”
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Q: What do you get when you cross an old square and oblate spheroid?
A: The world’s grooviest bowling ball.
