Special Announcement:
Hapes wishes Kwai Mayura a
Happy Birthday
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| Walking through the Royal Palace, Minister Tovakinpi Toshikhan couldn't help be steal another glance at the peculiar manner of the Phoenix Guard - six finely honed warriors, the King's elite bodyguards, each decked out in the traditional livery demanded of their role within the palace proper. He'd visited the palace many times before, more times in the past year than he cared to remember, but he'd ever been escorted in this fashion. A court servant or even senior dignitary, perhaps, but never with a formal guard chosen from the King's own.
The halls of the palace were unusually empty, with even the basic staff not to be seen. A tense silence had befallen the place since his last audience with the Royal Court, leading his mind to wonder a dozen ill tidings such might foretell. He'd been summoned abruptly, with no explanation or comment as to what the meeting would regard, and instructed to arrive at a precise time on a precise date. There had been no offers or requests - this was the absolute will of the King and he would fail it upon his peril.
And so he'd come, arriving at the designated hour at the proper visitor's entrance, to find his present companions awaiting him. Now, ten minutes into their grand, lonely procession through the seat of the Hapan monarchy, Toshikhan was still at a loss as to what he was here to consult upon.
The somber manner of the guard, the severe expressions of the two servants who'd first greeted him, and the irregular silence of the palace made him fear the worse. Perhaps the king's son had been injured. Had the queen taken ill? Queen Mother forbid, perhaps the rumours of a possible assassination plot against the King himself had not been as great a stretch as had been thought, proven true only in his dying breaths?!
These questions settled to the back of his mind, however, as the guards turned down a corridor he'd never walked before - a smaller, more intimate hallway that seemed almost dusty and disused, despite the immaculate manner it was maintained. Looming before them were a tall, narrow set of double doors, crafted of only the finest woods and metals available to the Hapan kingdom. Though he'd never set eyes upon this place in the past, he knew from accounts from those older, if not wiser, than he what lay beyond that door.
The Chamber of Lords.
Once, it was here that the Lords of the Hapan Cluster had sat in council with His Royal Majesty, King Jessy James I, to advise and hear the wisdom of their beloved ruler. Once, it had been here where a dozen Lords had discussed the future of their nation, sat in judgment over the lesser nobles, and the fates of entire systems had been decided. Once.
Those were times before his reckoning, before he'd found his way into the King's service. Since then, the Chamber had fallen silent, the ranks of the Lords faltered and faded, and the glory that such a place had once been diminished into scarcely a memory. In the past four years, only a single Lord had been raised, and even the voice of that one had fallen silent of late. And so, one of Hapes' guiding lights had gone out, fading into the fog of history.
At last, the entourage reached the doors, with the six guards turning sharply to face inwards as they clacked their heels together with a resounding crack. Toshikhan was left to wonder as to whether he should enter, or knock, or simply wait, but only for a moment. The door crept open after only a few moments, the narrow entrance filled by a familiar figure.
Lord Vang Tyrridon, once Toshikhan's commander and mentor, stood just inside the door, his traditional uniform - despite his retirement - in precise military order, his medals, awards, and sash of noble office each glimmering in the dim light. His face, etched with years of service, joy, and worry, was no less serious than that of the guards who'd brought him this far. Looking over the younger man before him, his eyes showed no emotion whatsoever as they took the man Toshikhan had become.
Seeming to give the slightest of nods of acceptance, he uttered a single, raspy command, "come," and then turned back into the chamber, leaving the way open. Stepping hesitantly through the door, Toshikhan did not even had the opportunity to pause to close the door behind him before the nearest guard did so.
The chamber was smaller than he'd expected. The array of small thrones, each identical, were laid out in a circular manner, each equidistant from the next. The only difference between any of them were a classical set of Hapan runes embroidered upon their backs, one for each of the systems of the Hapan cluster. Only one such place stood out from amongst all the others, the only one grander than the others. That was the throne directly across the room from him. The Throne of the Lord of Hapes...the Throne of the King.
Tovakinpi breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that throne occupied by its rightful owner, King Jessy James I, who appeared in very good health indeed. Beside him stood Lord Locke Firecam, tall and straight, wearing a uniform every bit as well prepared as Lord Tyrridon's. He began to move through the center of the chamber towards the king, but was stopped before he could take a step by Lord Tyrridon's outstretched hand and stern glare. Gulping to himself ever so softly, he realized he had almost breached some form of protocol. Stopping - and coming, without realizing it, to strict attention, despite his lack of military uniform - he awaited whatever was to come.
Satisfied that his young friend had realized his error, Lord Tyrridon turned back towards the other two occupants and raised his voice.
"Your Royal Majesty, Assembled Lords of the Hapan Consortium, Protectors of the Cluster and it's traditions and people, I present for your review, Tovakinpi Toshikhan, Minister of His Royal Majesty's Government, General of His Royal Majesty's Armed Forces, loyal subject and citizen of this Hapan Cluster. Would any present contest his right to speak before you?" Tyrridon paused momentarily, though if he felt ridiculous at the unnecessary adherence to tradition, he did not show it. "Your Royal Majesty, will you hear your loyal subject and citizen?"
"I will hear him," replied the king from atop his throne, completing the rites of acceptance. With the ceremony complete, Tyrridon visibly relaxed and motioned for Tovakinpi to follow him. They joined Lord Firecam, standing before the raised throne, where sat King James, looking at them each directly.
"Sometimes," Tyrridon said as he half-sat upon the arm of the throne to the king's left, "I wonder if that's really even necessary anymore."
"It isn't," responded Firecam, crossing his arms as he considered their guest. "Welcome to our retreat, Tova."
Toshikhan responded with a slight smile, but his eyes never left the king, who was considering him every bit as gravel as Lord Tyrridon had only moments earlier. He felt as though he should say something, but words never quite came out. It was instead the King who finally broke the silence.
"Minister," the seated royal began, the words coming out with a calm, control tone, "do you know why you have been summoned here?"
"No, Your Majesty," Tovakinpi replied honestly.
"Good, then word has not leaked yet." King James sat back in his throne, crossing his legs as he found comfort in the familiar chair. "In a few minutes, a proclamation will be made to the entire cluster announcing that I have restored the traditional order of ascendancy to the throne. The old ways are mended once more, for the Lords will once again ascend to the throne by order of seniority."
Toshikhan's eyes went wide with the news. While the announcement was not groundbreaking in its effect upon how the Consortium would operate today, it had profound implications on the future leadership and guiding vision for their star nation. He had only just begun to consider the implications when the king interjected once more.
"Subsequently, as the most senior of Lords, I have named Lord Tylger as my Crown Prince, that he might replace me when my time is past." The news that a Crown Prince had been formally named was shocking enough, but for the king to be so openly discussing a day when such a prince would ascend... "Minister, the fact of the matter is that, sooner rather than later, my time will be past. Through either abdication or the passage of time, we approach the day when a new King will assume this seat. We must be prepared for that. So I will train Prince Tylger that which he will need to know in order to lead, that he is just as prepared for that day."
"Now, that leaves the question of daily management of my government still open. Those duties will, from this time forth, fall to the Lord Regent, who shall be the next in line of succession." Tova's eyes shot to his friend, Lord Tyrridon, who returned his gaze with the slightest twinkling in his eyes and the slightest shaking of his head.
"Not I, Tova," he said, answering the questions that must be zipping through his former apprentice's head. "Like our King, I see my own days passing me. If it had come to me, ten years ago, then perhaps I would have taken up the challenge, but these challenges we have to face in this age... My generation is passing, Tova." Tyrridon sighed deeply, then let a soft smile take his face once more. "His Majesty and I have discussed this at some length and I have decided to abdicate the position to the next in seniority."
Tova's eyes whipped to Lord Firecam, easily Tyrridon's junior by some twenty years, still standing as tall and proud as on the day Tova had seen him assume command of all of the Consortium's forces. A presence to be respected and a force to be reckoned with, the junior Lord looked every bit the noble warrior.
"Lord Firecam will be Lord Regent and next in line to my thrown," finished King James, smiling at the newly appointed second-in-line to commanding the entire kingdom.
"Well," Toshikhan started, truly bewildered at the news that had been laid before him, "I suppose we've a lot of work to be done. The people are going to-"
"Tova," Tyrridon interrupted, "stop. You seem to have forgotten a few things."
"I have?" asked the young man, retracing his thoughts. His mind was flying faster and further than it ever had before, so it wasn't outside the realm of possibility that he'd forgotten some particular point. "What?"
"That a line of ascension only works if there is a reasonable depth to the line, for starters," added Firecam, amused by his friend's shock. It came as no true surprise - he'd felt the same when the King had informed he and Lord Tyrridon of his decisions as well. But that didn't mean he wasn't going to have fun with it.
"Or," Tyrridon noted, rolling his eyes at the anointed Lord Regent, "the fact that only Lords and the Prime Minister may enter these chambers whenever the King is present."
Toshikhan rolled that around in his head for a moment, digesting the new implications, and not quite caring for what they indicated.
"Wait...am I to be the new prime minister?" The manner of the question showed only too clearly what Tovakinpi thought of such a proposition.
Tyrridon nearly doubled over in mirth. "Why is it when given only two options, you still manage to chose the wrong one?" Looking over to his fellow noble, Lord Tyrridon winked, sending the two men into motion. Each taking one of Minister Toshikhan's arms in hand, they moved him to just before throne and forced him to kneel, even as he tried to figure out what was going on.
King James rose suddenly, reaching to grasp the scabbard beside his throne, and pulled forth the great sword within. The elaborately crafted sword, passed down through the rulers of Hapes since the earliest days of the Queen Mothers, had seen this particular ceremony more times than any noble might possibly hope to contemplate. And now, it added one more to its own annals of history.
"Tovakinpi Toshikhan," began the King, his voice rising to fill the chamber with an unwavering strength, "for you many years of dedicated and loyal service to the armed forces which defend this Cluster, to the government which rules over the worlds within it's boundaries, and to the subjects of this Kingdom to whom you have served as a model subject and leader, by my right and decry, I do hereby name you Lord Tovakinpi Toshikhan, that you might rule over your system with faith and dignity and serve your kingdom with continued dedication and loyalty. Let it be done!"
Taking the sword in both hands, King James placed the blade upon Toshikhan's right shoulder, then lifted it and placed it upon his left. Raising the sword once more, the king brought the tip of the blade to rest upon the floor before him.
"Arise, Lord Toshikhan!"
Tovakinpi rose to his feet once more, still completely floored at what had just occurred. Shaking his head once more, Tyrridon turned him halfway to his left and pointed at a throne just next to Firecam's.
"That's yours now. And the sword there, let that be your own as well." He smiled at Firecam, remembering years earlier, when another of his students had been in similar circumstances. Minister - Lord - Toshikhan stepped over to his new throne amongst the Chamber of Lords, picking up the sword. It was unmistakable, for he had seen it shortly after it's forging a few years prior. He glanced up at Lord Tyrridon in disbelief.
"Don't worry, I can get another," he reassured his friend.
"We get more Lords around here and you're going to need to buy your own armoury," Firecam mused, his hand resting upon his own gifted sword.
"What makes you think I really gave you my sword to begin with?" Tyrridon asked jovially, clasping the lord upon the shoulder.
Above the gentle rubbing of the two friends, however, the King gained all of the attention of all with a simple closing to the whole affair.
"My Lords, we've come through a difficult period, these past few years. But with this day we begin anew. We've a very long road to travel, but I say with confidence that we have the right people in the right places at the right time. So, I have faith that we will see daylight on the other side." The king grinned at the three men before him, knowing that something fundamental was changing within Hapes, something emerging right before his eyes. "My Lords, welcome to our new day." |
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Posted on the 22. October 2009 - 20:36:00 by King Jessy James
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| The latest issue of the Hapan Star has just been posted.
Enjoy!! |
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Posted on the 04.09.2009 - 10:02:41 by Hapan Star
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| | Changes In The Royal Council
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As many of you may already know, there have been several changes within the Royal Council as of late. First off, Minister Tovakinpi Toshikhan has taken over the Minister of Industry. This changes comes after Minister Kell Arches stepped down. Minister Tova has proven his knowledge of this ministry time and time again in various other large scale projects within Hapes. After a meeting with other ministers and Lord Regent Tylger, we agreed there is no better person for the job.
Replacing Minister Tova as the Minister of Defence is none other than Minister Locke Firecam. Minister and Lord Firecam had been working behind the curtains for the last few months after retiring from his official position. Again I am very happy to see him accept the job.
Another change has been made to the Ministry of External Affairs. Minister SiriuS Threestars has resigned from that position to take on new challenges within the consortium. Replacing him is another very fine man who has extensive knowledge in the field of diplomacy. I am proud to announce Minister Mustafa as head of all external affairs from now on.
On another note, Minister Alley Trepe has returned from her long vacation and has already taken up her previous full time role as Minister of Finance. The Royal Council was very happy to see her return as there are many unpaid bills she still needs to deal with!
Some of these changes happened a few months ago, some a few weeks ago. Due to a miscommunication between the Lord Regent and myself no post had been made. Changes like this will be posted in a more timely fashion in the future. |
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Posted on the 26. August 2009 - 18:04:52 by King Jessy James
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| | Hapan Star Publishes New Paper!
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| The latest issue of the Hapan Star has just been posted.
Enjoy!! |
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Posted on the 26.08.2009 - 00:35:25 by Hapan Star
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| | Hapes Meeting - IRC
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| As per popular demand; GMT 1700hrs (Cluster 1200hrs)
Estimated to take about 2 (maybe 3) hours |
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Posted on the 09. June 2009 - 08:18:23 by King Jessy James
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| | Hapes Wide Meeting - IRC
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| Please make sure you visit the Kings Lounge on the Members Board regarding the upcoming hapan wide meeting on June 13th.
- KJJ |
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Posted on the 05. June 2009 - 15:26:57 by King Jessy James
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| | Here's To...Friendship
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| Line Captain Carrie Jade blinked slowly. Her slender hands were trembling. How long had she been taking the medication now? She blinked again. She could not remember. There were a lot of things that she could not remember, in fact. So she cleared her throat and reached for the crumpled note in her pocket. Her own handwriting reminded her of what she had been thinking an hour ago. Biting her lip, she swallowed back the frustration. Her memory would return. But now, there was a task to be done.
“My...” her voice faded away. Miss Jade's blue eyes blinked back tears as she looked up from her pathetic little note. She scrunched it up in her fist. Before her stood a crowd of people, among the first row the entire Fighter Command. Loyal officers looking at her, the leader, for commands. Unknowing they now stand there and watch her. Can they see her constant wavering doubt? She wonders.
“My people,” she started, her voice trembling at first. “People of Hapes!” she cried aloud, feeling the strength return to her clear voice. She smiled. The cameras zoomed in on her, flashes indicated images being taken. How much longer until they were published? She was already being broadcast across the Cluster.
“I stand here today to make an important announcement. It is an official announcement and yet personal, for it concerns a beloved friend of mine, who, over the years, has been a guiding hand and more like a sister, than a friend.
“I took on the burden of a new fleet, of Fighter Command, optimistic that I would see it grow and bloom. And grow and bloom it did indeed, but only with the help of my...friend. Now, after a small accident, my life has dragged me away from my duties. This has happened many times before, and every time I left Fighter Command in the care of Commander Lionola Ayun.”
Line Captain Jade stopped, letting the words sink into the silence that followed. Once more, a smile spread across her freckled face. Her chin rose a fraction, for not only was she growing in confidence but she was growing with joy, happy about what she was going to say.
“Fighter Command will not profit with me as its commanding officer any longer, not in my current state of health. But it will profit under the command of Miss Ayun. I have decided to move back into administrative position, remain with Fighter Command, but leave it in the caring hands of another.
With the King's blessing, Lionola, I herewith promote you to Line Captain and Commanding Officer of Fighter Command.”
Carrie moved up to her friend, gave her a brief hug and then pinned on a new badge onto the lady's uniform. “Line Captain Lionola Ayun. Congratulations.”
A huge round of applause erupt into the air. Anything Carrie would have said now would have been lost amids the noise. The officers of Fighter Command threw their caps into the air, whistles rang out through the hall and amidst the massive crowd, the two commanding officers of Fighter Command embraced tightly. |
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Posted on the 31. May 2009 - 19:12:40 by Line Captain Carrie Jade
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| | Promotion 146877-1
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| Actually, NO, not just another promotion.. this one is something that has been on the horizon for some time now. When I selected Tovakinpi Toshikhan to lead the military forces of Hapes I took a bold move. Some people did not agree, some did. Today, I am proud to look back with comfort in the choice I made. Tovakinpi Toshikhan has prooven his loyalty nad dedication to Hapes in many MANY late nights and behind the scenes work. I actually dare to say had he not been in the position he was in, we would be behind in so many projects. Ranging from tax planets, to defence projects, to personal management.
It is with GREAT pleasure that I promote Lt. General Tovakinpi Toshikhan into the next rank, in fact, into the last rank he will ever have.. General.
Today will go down in history, less than five men in Hapes have ever reached the top ranks of the military.
Congratulations my friend, congratulations GENERAL Tovakinpi Toshikhan!
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Posted on the 21. May 2009 - 22:26:40 by King Jessy James
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| | A Fond Farewell [Part III/III]
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| Whilst I am sure Alex would prefer this be an IC speech, I will keep in the same vein of KJJ and Zayth and make this OOC. This is good, as I want to make points about the community we have all built here that an IC oration would just not do justice.
I joined Hapes in October 2000 with a bunch of my high school friends. At this stage Hapes was still one of the “non-faction” groups (NFGs) and sported 4 Nova-class Battlecruisers, 1 Dreadnaught, 12 R-41s and 24 Z-95s. These in turn protected a hidden system (called X-232 or something), with a little temperate world called Hapes and a couple of other random planets. It also had a brand new King who had taken over from the man who had founded Hapes only a couple of months earlier. Little did I know that I would still be serving this man more than 8 ½ years down the road…
At this stage up to 6 people would routinely be assigned into a single fighter squadron (although typically only 2 would have actually ever have reported in before) and my friends and I were terribly excited just to have 2 or 3 snubfighters assigned in our inventories on ICIS (of course, back then, there were no suns to plough them into ;) ). The King proudly micromanaged Hapes from the bottom up, because he could, all he really had to worry about was members and assigning them ships.
Back then what would be insignificant changes now were great moments of progress for Hapes. At one stage KJJ asked for the members of Hapes to donate their CPs so they could be pooled in order to acquire new ships for the group (not that I remember exactly what he spent them on…). Then Veynom agreed to give us a datacard for the Miytil fighter. Suddenly Hapes was more than just its few Nova Cruisers and some underpowered blasters. Our existing fighters were converted to Miytils and we were given additional squadrons to make up a total of 6. Hapes also erupted into celebration when we were awarded one (yes, ONE, only ONE) Nova cruiser for being the faction/NFG with by far the best website, largely all thanks to KJJ’s know-how. What followed was a sense that this meant Hapes was going places, and even though this perhaps did not justify it, I guess we were proven right in the long run.
Fortune struck again (perhaps in the most significant way for Hapes) when the swcombine casino was released. This casino allowed you to gamble with the server itself to generate credits (i.e. it had no relation to the number of credits already in the game). At some point KJJ (again!) recognised there must be a bug in the roulette wheel script, as entering the same number time and time again eventually resulted in that number coming up. KJJ managed to gamble his way up from what were probably just a few thousand credits to over 1.2 billion before the admins shut down the script. This was at a time where only a very few savvy traders would have had more than a few million credits in their pockets, and made Hapes by far the wealthiest group in the game.
This wealth is the backbone of everything we have today. The original developments in the Lorell system to make tax income, as well as our first real tax planet, Terephon. The money was plowed into space stations, especially R&D 4’s for storage of large amounts of raw materials in space, something that many of the most powerful groups even today lack. The first Hapan Outpost Project that allowed us to secure the majority of the worlds within the Hapes Cluster without fuss would not have been possible without this vast store of credits. We initiated factory developments on Nakatay and storage facilities on Vergill in anticipation of a productive future for the Consortium. And of course, the construction of Gormoth, which ate up the last tens of millions of credits from that win, but when finished allowed us to build Haradan, which has in turn allowed us to invest in the vast infrastructure and assets we have today.
What is my point? Well, first of all, just look how far Hapes has come, and think how far it could potentially go in the future. Some of you may wonder what is the point of being an isolationist government in this game, and yet for much of our history we have punched above our weight; a third, but stable power in a chaotic galaxy torn by civil war. That’s a long way to come for a group that started by looking somewhat like what your typical upstart paramilitary group does today.
Secondly, these, among with many other fondly remembered, poignant and significant events, all occurred in my ‘formative year’ in Hapes. These events, ancient history to most of you, are some of those that I remember most from my time in Hapes (as you might have guessed from the previous statement…). My point is, each of us most likely has a similar batch of memories of their earliest time in Hapes, perhaps magnified by the awe and wonderment that at the very least I, but I hope most of you, experienced when we initially joined Hapes. What we must remember is that these events happen all the time, even though we might perhaps be immune (or are becoming immune) to them and that we always have new members who will have those initial experiences we once had. We should all keep it in our minds that that special part of Hapes that made us stay hasn’t been lost and we should do our best to make sure that those who join us as time goes on get to have the same experiences.
Lastly I wanted to emphasise the importance of luck in everything Hapes is today. We have been lucky to have made the most of our ability to act decisively, we have been lucky to be awarded with bonuses and gifts over the years and we have been lucky to have benefited from chance itself. In all this Hapes has been extremely lucky not to face all that much bad luck. But we would be wise to pay heed to good old karma (or ‘The Balance’ for you Alema Rar fans). I am not saying that Hapes is destined for bad luck, only that we have had more than a fair share of good. Most of all we can never predict the future and we must always been prepared to salvage the most of bad times, make the most of the good and always be vigilant when the rollercoaster of time gets boring, both to prepare for opportunities and disasters, as well as to seek to improve what we can when things are all calm.
So, what are you all supposed to get out of the senile ramblings of this member of the old guard? Well, I guess that the Hapes of today was built on the Hapes of way back when thanks to the efforts and ideas of times past. Today we must build the Hapes of tomorrow with those same tools, hard work and good ideas. For ideas, well, we’re always looking for those, even if we don’t advertise the fact. The problem I’m sure many of you face is that those of us in authority almost always knock back any idea we see. Why? Because, as I’ve told some of those who have come to me with ideas in the past, for a great idea to be greatly influential or constructive, the poor, mediocre and even some of the above average ideas must fail. By weeding them out, Hapes can act on its best prospects, while the creativity that went into generating the rejected ideas can go into new one’s or reinventing those deemed unworthy. So, the buzzline is, don’t be afraid to come up with new ideas, but don’t be disappointed to see them torn up in front of you, as it is all part of the bigger picture.
And hard work? Well, this is where my “retirement” comes in. Contributing is always important, however people are not always in the best place to do it. Whether you’re in the military or the government, make sure you are doing a job that you enjoy (or benefit from) doing and you have the time to give to. The worst any of us can do is compromise our real lives for the sake of this group and I hope very few of you ever make that mistake, intentionally or not. But you should also pay heed to carrying more work from Hapes than your time allows. By taking on more responsibilities than you can handle, you suffer in every way, from having to sacrifice time here and there from more important matters, to doing a less than half-decent job on your tasks rather than a good one on a smaller number of them. From having your role in Hapes feel like a chore, to letting down those who invested in, relied upon or trusted you. And worst of all, you would have denied that work to another eager member of Hapes who wants the community to succeed just as much as you do. Someone who, given the opportunity, would have completed the task readily and without fuss, while you would’ve been far more contented handling what you could, actually enjoying the time you were investing into Hapes.
And this is the crux of why I am stepping down. I no longer have the time to perform this role in a manner that Hapes would still benefit from having me in it. I barely have enough time as it is to cover the general responsibilities I do have, thanks in part due to the easy time we have had over the last few months. However, I clearly lack the time to come up with new ideas, stimulate debate and discussion or even react to a crises, if need be. If I am still to contribute to Hapes I need to dramatically scale back the responsibilities I have and the position of Prime Minister needs to be filled by someone with the capacity to handle and hopefully reenergise it.
Thus, Zayth, you are the little newbie who will eagerly take this burden off my shoulders. I wish you the best of luck in this oft-demanding position and I am certain you will rise to the challenge. To all of you, from our newest recruit all the way up to our new Prime Minister himself, if you’ve bothered to read this far I hope you’ve gleaned this pearl of wisdom. First, do what is best for yourself (I mean in real life), and then do what is best for Hapes. If you follow this simple rule you should never find yourself overwhelmed, overworked or resentful of time lost, as most of all you should be getting some sort of fulfillment out of being a part of the Hapan community we have created for you and you now have the opportunity to put a little part of yourself into.
For now, thanks for all the good times and long live King James! |
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Posted on the 01. May 2009 - 07:57:13 by Prime Minister Gane Lant
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| | Addressing the nation [Part II/III]
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| Dry musing of the Eye
I would like to begin by extending a hand in gratitude to you Gane for your work as Prime Minister. You have with your predecessors made it a matter of great pride to be chosen to for this position – I remain curious as to what King James and Lord Regent Tylger were thinking – and was most saddened to hear that it was your turn to pass on the torch. I hope to see you still plenty about, even after, and specifically because of the lifting of the burden of responsibility. Besides, I need to more or less meticulously interview you for your historique, and just between us, that might take a while.
To my colleagues, I look forward to further working with you all on our shared challenges in this new role - one that I recognize will require from my part a modest shift of perspective, and the gaining of an unambiguous understanding of the matters that have and still do occupy you.
Oh, and a word on myself as introductions might be in order for a lot of people I don’t interact with often; When stripped of the cacophony of concerns and ambitions, Zayth’s in the end an opportunistic and driven dark force user with a prowling temper who swears on centralized power and the general concept of distributed well-being as the most efficient approach to creating and sustaining strength. I’ll leave it for you to determine how different the player is on the underlying values, the end result tends to be deliberately the same as with much of the community that treats RPing as an additional spicing.
Also, I wish to share my disposition on where we stand at. Looking at Hapes as someone who has spent his time gazing outwards, when – whenever that really is – combat finally arrives, Hapes will surely be relatively well off. We cannot complain about our condensed territory, the potential for Transitory Mist to be implemented, the technology we possess, and the amounts of it. At the dawn of combine time, Hapes was commended and awarded for its activity as a non-faction-group. When much later and closer to the present date tax planets became the foundation for a successful government, we were the forerunners in acquiring them through arduous effort. Thus we held the Galactic Government for ourselves for a time too. With capitol ship production available, we swooped to take the lead in capacity and production numbers by a wide margin. And for that to occur we had to have our logistics and the raw materials taken well care of.
It is not that we would have slumped there that has seen some overtake us in these areas, rather, that we felt satisfied with what we had accomplished, and did not need to push the boundaries further aggressively. What needs to be taking care of on this front; more entities in varying parts of the blessed inventory 2.0 placed where we need them, are simple enough to handle, even if hardly effortless. We have every reason to be proud of our collective accomplishments for this true Age of Engineering. Science and War will follow, and then we will again have the chance and means to display our exemplary fruits of labour in the new environment.
There’s one area which I haven’t mentioned that has been crucial to us before and will be so in the coming years. You know what I’m talking about. Right?
You. Us.
Really, I was very much for the scrapping of the house system with the way it was going, from the government’s point of view. Too bad as an afterthought we haven’t seem to have succeeded in implementing all of the good parts of it on the faction wide scale, since our numbers have in fact decreased in not a meagre amount over a period of time during which the Combine community has swelled. I’ll be completely honest, and this is very much merely my own opinion; we are doing well, I doubt we’ll ever not be a strong, respected government if the years I have experienced Hapes is any indication. We could and perhaps should do more back patting, and even be more arrogant and extravagant without it causing our fall…
But when measuring the bottom line power, I think we deserve to belong to the Top 3 of the Big Boys Club. Definitely, we should make sure we are with a wide margin in the Top Five. We can, and should want to, if only to keep us going and feeling the expectation of momentum on us. If we would allow for the present trend – for myriad of anything but simplistic reasons – to continue, we’ll be probably well off in the Cluster when our children (NPCs or actual) are fighting with full combat features, but we shouldn’t expect to be anything like the Great Balancer of times past, we’ll be happy to be uncontested in our homes. So to put this short: we could use and should want to have more hands and heads around to command our fleets and armies.
As the shrewd reader has noticed - if you haven’t dozed off yet, that’s exactly what I want to pull more attention to and tackle in this new position – and fortunately for myself, I can persist leaving the part about being a nice people person to others.
But, now I’d like to call for Gane to take the stage. *Bows lightly* Cheers. |
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Posted on the 21. April 2009 - 21:33:24 by Minister Zayth Kadrim
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