Politician Archive
Thread: The Tale of Maris Paradis: a story of teamwork
The sun rose on Corellia, dripping with a promise of new hopes and new dreams.
I got up from where the shuttle dropped me, directly at the steps of the Coronet Capitol building. You can't pay for service like this, but I know some friends.
Looking around, I saw my bodyguard had assembled. Maris Paradis was being moved (by court order and those damned Selonians) to a fairly remote part of Corellia. We knew that my person would be in danger.
We synchronized our comlinks and zeroed them on the same channel. A quick check confirmed the plan was in motion.
Three of the Maris Paradis Volunteers stood in the square of the new city, 5.5km from where I stood. They surrounded the Architect who was making our deed for approval by the Diktat.
Two Volunteers surrounded me. This guard would be augmented by others clearing specific parts of the route to the new site.
Along the way we would stop at the old Town Hall for Maris Paradis. Long ago our dreams were of building there, before the Corellian Supreme Court sided with the Selonians and their damnable Corell/Selonian Grave Repatriation Act. CoSGRA had destroyed the hopes ofthat city, but we knew a newera was coming for Maris Paradis.
Running 250 metersahead of me were two other Volunteers, our military force; they cleared any agressive wildlife away. Meanwhile the bodyguard in the new site broke up, clearing out creatures from around the city, to ensure safe passage for all comers.
Within minutes the longest run of my life was over - 6 kilometers all told. We were jumped several times by thugs attracted by our perceived wealth. We constantly passed corpses of creatures and villains whom our scouts up ahead had cleared. It all came to a head 2 kilometers from the new site.
Our scouts had gotten bogged down in a nest of Mottled Wrix. My own bodyguard were wounded, and I was in the rear, forced to make the critical decision.
If I called to continue, one of ours may fall and miss the construction of the Hall. We couldn't wait on anyone who couldn't keep up.
But my Volunteers were the best. Motivated, they charged straight into battle, with their pets attacking the pride of wrix. I continued straight through, the prize of the city and unharmed by the sacrifice of our team.
We quickly linked up with the other Volunteers who started from the new site. A protective circle was made around me, layers deep, to ensure the Architect and the Politician would make their trade.
Icalled all to gather, soldiers of Maris Paradis, escorting the last of the merchants and less-combat-prepared, all converging at the site of our new city.
Within seconds, we dropped the Hall. A cheer went up from the people assembled. We had waited hours, in orbit in shuttles for clearance to land. Endured hardships of battle, of boredom, for this moment.
A skyscraper pierced the Corellian morning. A skyscraper built by many hands working together as one. No politician could ever build such a city on his or her own. No architect could work their materials and make such a city.
For in the end, every citizen of Maris Paradis had a role to play. From the scouts, to the soldiers, to the crafters, to the politician, every one had to work together to make this morning a reality.
Maris Paradis is not about a symbol, ora person, but about an dream. And that dream finally became real this morning, scant minutes after groggily stepping from the shuttles that dropped us.
Welcome to Maris Paradis. We worked hard to bring it to you.
RbT
Wow, not the kindest reception. Thought you guys would like to know how one plan worked out.
RbT
how they beat the cap.
Congrats.
I wish more people used their imagination. SWG would be a lot more fun if people got into "character"
Awesome tale, very well written. I was caught up in the moment. Describes superb teamwork that you will need to make your town a succes.
Cheers,
Karena-Kurri wrote:
take this filth off our boards!
/boggle
Glad the rest of you seem to like it.
RbT
Kudos from me as wellon a tale well told.
Gatuu Tetsu of Lowca