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Tag: politics

Why Mens Reppola Was Misquoted

Or, Why Mens Reppola Lied (Maybe)

In EVE I roleplay a secessionist trying to gain independence for Intaki and its associated colonies, for a variety of reasons. My character is particularly fond of and patriotic to her homeworld.

Recently, an in-character news story (edit: the official link is unfortunately dead now due to changes CCP made to their website. A mirror posting of the story can be found here) was released that touched on events happening in Intaki. When originally published, this news story had CEO Mens Reppola saying:

“The Intaki solar system is the exclusive property of the Ishukone corporation.”

CEO Mens Reppola’s comment in the news article is significant because Intaki is one system of many where an unending war is being fought. Three years ago, one side, the Caldari State, was able to take and temporarily hold all the territory sanctioned for this war from the opposing side, the Gallente Federation. During this time of occupation, the leader of the State decided he would auction “development and exploration rights” of the occupied territories to the leading megacorporations in the State.

The megacorporation which won rights to Intaki was Ishukone.


Conference Reflections

Today I attended the I-RED Tea and Press Conference at their headquarters in Malkalen.

The event was well-planned and security well-enforced. As advertised, I-RED had invited a colorful array of individuals, many of whom I know only by reputation, such as Verone, Tiberious Thessalonia, Istvaan Shogaatsu and many others. Jev North was there, too. There was some excitement but no one was shot in the end.

Morwen Lagann gave a fabulous violin performance. It made me wonder if I will ever be able to pick up my music again. Maybe one day she and I can play together…


I-RED Tea and Press Conference

This ficlet is based directly on chatlogs from the in-game event hosted by I-RED, but retooled as a narrative from Sakaane’s point of view.
Some portions of dialogue or actions by other characters at the event are not represented, because Sakaane didn’t eavesdrop on everyone. :)

En Route to Malkalen V – Moon 1 – Ishukone Corporation Factory

I-RED has been in full operation for three years and we would like to thank those leaders and allies who have made it possible with a grand ceremony. Through hardship and prosperity, I-RED has endured these long years and made a name for itself as a forward thinker and fighter for Free Trade and greater CONCORD authority in the cluster. The vision of one man turned into the dream and cause of many, and I-RED will continue to forge new relations among all four empires and beyond—all while helping to expand the influence of law and order to regions lacking.

The information stream flowed past Sakaane’s mind’s eye. Her implants automatically decoded the data, effortlessly reforming the otherwise incoherent bits into ordered words and language the organic part of her brain would understand.

Outside, a warp tunnel formed and then eventually collapsed. The hull she was plugged into was an Amarr shuttle affectionately called Firefly and it steered itself toward the stargate. She paid it scant attention. The fastest route to Malkalen from Intaki was mostly lowsec, but today, due to the handful of baseliner passengers on the shuttle with her, she had chosen to go via Stacmon which made the journey mostly through hisec. The passengers had gladly taken advantage of the opportunity she’d offered to go so far and so quickly compared to normal transports.


Nascence

Thanks to Tycho Antus, Bataav, and James Syagrius for participating.

 

“As long as you look for someone else to validate who you are by seeking their approval,
you are setting yourself up for disaster.
You have to be whole and complete in yourself.
No one can give you that.
You have to know who you are—what others say is irrelevant.”

Intaki V – Moon 5 – Astral Mining Inc. Refinery
Capsuleer Residences

“I’m going down to the surface,” Sakaane suddenly announced.

Bataav looked up from the intelligence report he’d been studying. Sakaane sat across the room from him in a large window box spanning one whole wall of the living room. She’d barely moved since that morning, keeping her thoughts to herself and staring moodily out at the vista of the dome.

He followed her gaze. Evening was falling on the station and Ramacandra was beginning to darken the dome’s false sky. Someone had parked a Myrmidon overhead; it hung like a frozen dagger against the black disc of the moon, a ghostly visage that slowly solidified as the dome turned transparent for the night.

“I’m nearly done this report,” he said. “I can be ready in a few minutes.”

“I’d rather go alone. I need…some time to myself.”

He shook his head, picked up his datapad to input a few quick commands. They’d been over that already. “Then one of my men will meet you at the spaceport.”


Botched

I botched a meeting yesterday between myself and James Syagrius. That I had all but decided not to pursue my offer to RECLT to join IPI is beside the point—the meeting shouldn’t have gone the way it did regardless.

I should have listened to Bataav and postponed it. I wasn’t in the right frame of mind and trying to force myself to do it anyway simply resulted in…that. But my desire to…I don’t know, somehow prove myself by being available…overrode my better judgment. “Duty,” I said. Common sense is what I should have thought of.

Almost like when my gut tells me I shouldn’t undock but I do it anyway and come home in a pod. This wasn’t quite the same thing…but there’s a reason Bataav is actually the diplomat. I should have listened. I have a lot to learn.

Another photo came yesterday. I’d like to blame it for how I acted later. Maybe that’s true in a way but I also feel like it shouldn’t matter. I think to myself, The Suresha would never have ended up in the situation I did. If anything he would have put James on the back foot, not the other way around. I can’t imagine James would have dared admonish him, either. “Young lady,” he called me. I wasn’t a president, not even Isha. Just a child who needed scolding.

I haven’t slept. I couldn’t, not after all that. The photo… I have no idea what it’s a picture of. All the same, it’s terrible and it scares the hell out of me for what it could be.

A lot is coming at me at once and some is of my own doing. All I can hope for is the strength to get through it all. This isn’t the way I want things to be.

What doesn’t kill you makes you stronger. Right?


Visual Omens – The Fourth

Thanks to Tycho Antus, Bataav, and James Syagrius for participating.

Intaki V – Moon 5 – Astral Mining Inc. Refinery
IPI Offices

The cider’s aroma wafted out of the cup as Sakaane poured from the pot Karan had waiting for her. The liquid was a pale coral color and smelled of berries. She’d just taken a careful sip of the hot liquid and was about to sit down at her desk when her aide poked his head into the office.

Suprab heti, Madam President,” he said. “There’s a call coming in from Tycho Antus, COO of Reclamation Technologies. Do you wish to take it now?” He glanced at his datapad. “You also wanted me to remind you of this morning’s appointment.”

“Thank you, Karan.” Her nose wrinkled; faintly, despite the fact her office was spotless, she was certain she could still detect the salty odor of fire suppression foam, which the cider and the room’s incense wasn’t strong enough to cover. It reminded her of her last encounter with James Syagrius and she felt a small pinch of anxiety in her gut. “I’ll take the call in the conference hall.”

Picking up her own datapad, Sakaane carried it and the cup through to the meeting room, which was decidedly free of offensive scents. It wasn’t really a hall in sense one might expect; though it could host up to fifty guests at a time, in standard lighting it was drab grey and seemed alarmingly empty save for a few simple chairs placed haphazardly here and there. Behind a door, nearly hidden in the panels of the wall, was a small storeroom containing a collapsible table and folding chairs which could be brought out for guests to use. Usually, these things were left packed away, and Sakaane made no move to retrieve them, opting instead to set her cup and datapad down on a small side table beside the closest chair.


Steps Forward

I took some time today to get to know James Syagrius and Tycho Antus a bit better. It was a nice change, given…recent events, to just sit and talk. We spent a little time discussing activities in ILF and RECLT:


The Potential for Friendship

I came across a surprising announcement on the Intergalactic Summit today. It seems that, following some carefully-dressed yet still troubling statements by Chancellor Valoron, RECLT has withdrawn from Federal Consensus Outreach.

I couldn’t help but feel an opportunity was staring me in the face. So, I took it.

I feel optimistic. It would be so beneficial for IPI to get an active group like RECLT in with us. And…well. If RECLT joined IPI I’ll admit I wouldn’t mind reveling just a little in the public kerfluffle it would cause. There would be amusing and fun times for sure.

We’ll see where this goes!

Transcript follows.


On Music and Meddling

A good conversation erupted in FreeIntaki today.

This was my first opportunity to speak to Bastian Valoron since that mail from James Syagrius arrived earlier this week. I was pleased he inquired about the Intaki Cultural Center and seemed to have an interest in learning more about our people.

It was nice to talk about the artistic part of my past without it feeling like “a big deal” for once. That I could use my music and that of others as an example of the Federation’s cultural oppression was quite interesting to me. It’s not something I planned on but the timing worked out well, as it was still on my mind from that lengthy meeting I had with Suresha Hawke at the beginning of the month.

The conversation was enjoyable. It was nice to have more voices chiming in with support, rather than feeling like being on the back foot from all sides as tends to be the norm. It was too bad I had to cut the discussion short when I did, as I would have liked to explore the topic a bit more. I wonder what thoughts the Chancellor took away from the conversation.

It almost made me wonder if I could try picking up my instruments…or even the microphone…again. Maybe one day soon? Somehow I don’t think so… But then, the way things have been going, who knows what tomorrow will bring.

Transcript follows.


Federal Consensus Outreach

An unexpected message crossed my desk today. It seems James Syagrius and his group have taken a sudden interest in Intaki.

The mail had a positive, friendly voice, and the man seems approachable, but my gut tells me to be wary. The timing is incredibly suspicious, given the public incident just some days ago between FCO’s Chancellor and I-RED. This Basitan Valoron‘s attitude and comments toward I-RED and all our efforts in Intaki left much to be desired and scored no points at all with me.

Indeed, even Mr Syagrius’s comments later on in that debate give me reason to pause. If he feels such about I-RED, why would he willingly wish to associate with IPI, who values I-RED as an ally? A saving grace, at least, is that he didn’t descend to the same level as his leader.

I can only presume that FCO and RECLT’s sudden interest in Intaki is linked directly to their claims about I-RED, in the hope of finding more “evidence” with which to supposedly discredit our ally.

I can’t stop them from entering the system, nor would I try. But with this kind of first impression, they have a great deal to prove to me before I will welcome them with open arms.