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Location: Fatu Hiva, during the 2nd Terraversan War Type: Small Educational Part 1 Here As soon as the white flag was waved on the beach, Count Mesabi and his personal company marched straight to the Royal Basilica of the Faith. The Clergy, Priests, and Nuns stood no resistance to the Mad Count.... Inside, a flurry of papers, and the protests of clergy filled the air, as Count Mesabi and company packed chest and crate with Heretic materials.In the center of it all, he stood, his eyes darting from paper to page, as he scanned bound volumes, ledgers, and other apocryia. The Basilica had been tasked with protecting with materials the Faith had recovered from a mysterious vault, each to be evaluated, then archived, or purged, by the sensibility of the Order's Edicts. And now, the mysterious texts had been claimed by the Count.... FIN This finishes my story with the Fatu Hiva raid. I meant to do this months ago, (like before we ceded the territory back ) I considered having the Count steal more material goods, but I thought this was a more interesting take on the subject. Canonically, the Count has returned to Mesabi Landing after the ceremony, with this load of texts aboard his ship. Thanks to @Keymonus for letting me borrow from his challenge entry, I really appreciate it, and I love building in the continuity. This Build is set inside @Bart's Basilica, and I hope that they have no issue with my use of it. Explanation for newer players: A couple years ago, I created an in game organization / religion called 'Prometheanism' Which is essentially like a secret sect of Heretics that fights with the Order. I went way overboard with it, so I generally try to mostly keep it out of my stories, but I do like mentioning it here and there. Essentially, in Era II Challenge II, Keymonus had the challenge end with his characters fighting unknown 'heretic cultists' and discovering a vault of their literature and artifacts. In the story, these have been stored in Fatu Hiva, and during the Count's raid, he ransacked Bart's Basilica to recover these heretic texts, since they might align with his ideas, or be related to Prometheanism.
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Location: Spudkirk Type: Small Educational It was a windy day in the Spudkirk, as RSND Chairman Ralph Clutchington and Commander Joshua walked towards the town library, where the mad Count Mesabi had arranged for a meeting. "Ok, so the Crown's dossier on the guy said "DO NOT make sudden movements, threaten, or talk about food in any vocation around Count Mesabi" said Commander Joshua, as the two stood on the stairs. "Understood. I still don't understand why does the Crown hasn't done anything about him! He has all sorts of nefarious business practices, shoddy construction jobs, probable tax evasion, randomly sending a rowboat to attack Fatu Hiva.... then actually invading Fatu Hiva with a private army... the whole thing with the horses.... The bloke is a stain on the good name of Corrington." replied Ralph Clutchington. "Well, he's rich as Hades, and he has the largest private army in all of Corrington." said Commander Joshua solemnly. The two reached the door. "After you, good sir. May the Gods let this go well." They walked inside the library. Looted books and antiquities lined the shelves, as the majority of written texts that once graced Fatu Hiva filled the small library to the brim. The two continued through the shelves to a set of stairs. Count Mesabi sat in the well lit upper floor, having just finished parsing through an ancient text. Darby stood next to him, anticipating the arrival of the two gentlemen. "Anyways Darby, the people who created the vault on Isla Door was super into mysterious underground vaults. Apparently, it was a huge deal for them. That and crypts. Oh yeah, we were meeting the Royal Science Nerd Dude, and Commodore Josh today." said the Count, cheery as usual. "Count, it's Commander Joshua, and the representative from the The Royal Society of Navigation and Discovery is Ralph Clutchington." replied Darby, slightly annoyed. "Are you sure, it's not some guy who's nickname is RSND?" Asked the Count incredulously. The footsteps of the two men grew closer as they walked up a set of stairs. "Greetings, Count Mesabi, we're very glad to finally meet with you." said Commander Joshua in a very formal tone. "We're quite pleased to hear that you're offering the use of the WTC marines and shipping logistics for the conflict with the Lotii." Added Ralph Clutchington. "Yes of course gentlemen. I am always pleased to send my rancorous ranks into glorious conflict with other nations. Corrington has red on the flag you know." "We should have over 200 men by the end of the next cycle. replied Darby proudly. This is in addition to the soldiers brought at the last cycle." The Count stood and walked to the window. "That's most excellent." said Ralph Clutchington, "We can certainly use the support." though he wondered how many innocent horses would die in the campaign. "The WTC Marines, while far less organized than Corrington's Redcoats proper, will certainly do their part against the Lotii" Said Commander Joshua. "The WTC always relishes the chance to help Corrington by breaking things." The Count Replied. "But I have a far more urgent question for you. What's the most popular restaurant in this Tubular Town? I wish to buy it out, and shake up their menu..." "Uh..." Stuttered Commander Joshua. "There has never.... uh... ever been a restaurant in Spudkirk.... ever... Everyone does home cooking. No inns, no taverns... no uh.... pubs." improvised Ralph Clutchington. "Then I'll do it myself...." he said, eluding to what the Commander and the Chairmen could only assume was a restaurant that served horses. "The WTC is always happy to assist." finished Darby awkwardly. The Count chuckled evilly. FIN Thanks for viewing my build! This continues Count Mesabi's story from Fatu Hiva. I really had fun building this one. I'm especially proud of doing the window wells for this, it added a bit of a challenge to the build for me. I regret making it so grey (which is why there is moss on the build), but I think it turned out well otherwise. I also did not have the proper minifigures for Commander Joshua, and Ralph Clutchington, unfortunately, so they look a little generic. Comments and Criticism Appreciated!
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Location: Fatu Hiva Type: MCRA Outcome The Count gazed out at the sea, from the Captain's Cabin of the WTC Libertine. "..and so you're sure, absolutely sure that Corrington is going to war with Oleon over Terraversa?" asked Darby incredulously. "Darby, would I ever lie to you?" asked the Count. "Not five minutes ago, you literally..." Darby paused. "Well I guess if you believe the lie you're technically not lying, because you believe what you're saying?" He asked, trying to consider the mind-boggling logic the Count employed. "Well, either way Darby, you're a pawn in a small game of nations and personalities, and we're raiding Fatu Hiva." Said the count with his usual exuberance. "Also, just FYI, you will probably be tried for war crimes if I am." Darby briefly considered his life decisions, before quietly concluding the Count was messing with him, though he reminded himself to restock the bag of embezzled money, and fake documents with fresh supplies... A bell on deck clanged. They had arrived. The crew scurried to make preparations for the landing. The Count Strode onto the deck, peered through his spyglass. "Ladies and Gentleman, I present to you our prize.... Fatu Hiva..." Said the Count. He paused. "And, may Prometheus grant us strength over these nutcases. Remember, no looting till the town stops shooting!" The WTC marines through up a cheer, and signal flags were waved. "FIRE!" He shouted The deck of the WTC Libertine shook, as it's cannons let loose a volley. Across their battle line, the Heavy Cannons of the WTC Blackbird, WTC Icarus Returning, and 7 other ships pounded the Large and Small fort of Fatu Hiva. The Cannon volleys reduced the two forts' batteries into rubble, before their gunners could properly return fire. The WTC's love of destruction was proudly on display. The Count let loose an evil chuckle. "They should have built bigger forts..." The Count ordered the ships to approach the beaches, and to land men on the beaches. A small gun placement managed to hit the WTC Rising Sun, rendering it helpless, but the Count continued undeterred. The Count himself boarded a small boat, to the protests of Darby, and soon the WTC had descended upon the beaches... On the beach, a different Count emerged, as he called targets, ordering his men forwards... The Oleanders were tough, but they were outnumbered, and outgunned. A tan tide overwhelmed the beach, and the WTC Marines quickly began to overrun their positions. A Soldier drew his cutlass and charged at the Count. A single pistol shot struck him in the forehead, and he slumped over. The Count grinned, and continued his advance forwards. The Beach was quickly overwhelmed, as the smell of smoke and blood choked the air. A few holdouts had taken shelter in a small house. With a loud crack, a machete wielding marine crashed through the door. As they raised their muskets, another Marine poked his rifle through the back of the building. The beach was soon clear of resistance, Oleander Marines retreated up into the city, in a desperate bid to regroup, and defend their settlement.... To Be Continued.... Thanks for viewing my build! I'm glad to finally wrap this one up. I had a lot of trouble with the WTC Libertine, (Which FYI, is an IC ship only, and not licensed at the moment.), and it still needs some more work, but you can't see it in how the photos are cropped, hopefully. The Fort was inspired by one of Phred's , and the beach scene by one of Ayrlego's builds of villager huts. I had a lot of fun with the beach scenes, though I am a tad disappointed the KPA had the descriptor be "Mostly Bloodless" . C&C appreciated, and I'll probably do at least one more of these before moving on to the next project.
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Location: Mesabi Landing- Flooded District Type: Small Commercial Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 When the Tsunami hit Mesabi Landing, it claimed some of the settlement as its own. However, stubborn as a herd of carnivorous mules, the residents of Mesabi Landing simply raised their businesses up. Karl Mordo disembarked from the water taxi, and walked up to the bridgeway level. Into the Flooded district Waymart he went, muttering about 'profit margins' and 'incursions into Namere.' Suddenly, Tony burst into the Waymart, rattling the door. "It's the big man's colours!" he purred, then left without saying another word. Mordo exited the store, and ran out to the bridge. Through his personal telescope, he looked out into the bay. FIN So, this build has been on my shelf since early october. I hadn't really been sure what do for a story with it, but I think that the direction I went with is ok. I had some trouble with the photography on this one, and I'm considering reshooting the pictures. The area of course, is the Flooded District (Something I created to give Mesabi Landing more varied areas after the Tsunami), but I think this is one of the first builds I've really done their. Anyways, C&C appreciated, and thanks for viewing!
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Location: Mesabi Landing Type: Small factory Workers in ML often enjoy hootch, or moonshine, and make it just about anywhere. Rail side moonshine by North White, on Flickr
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Location: Mesabi Landing Type: Rebuilding Studcount: 16x32 (512) After the Tsunami, most of the water receded. however, one district of Mesabi Landing, Uptown, was reclaimed by the water. Mesabi Landing Repairs by North White, on Flickr Mordo and Captain Angles explored the waterlogged buildings by boat, while a Marine tried to make the best of the situation. Mesabi Landing Repairs by North White, on Flickr FIN Thanks for viewing my build. Again, thanks to @Elostirion for his suggestions and recommendations. The idea behind this one was inspired by the flooded district of the game dishonoured, and I hope to do more with the concept. I just ordered 100 1x2 trans blue tiles for future projects, as I barely had enough to cover this build. C&C appreciated!
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Location: Mesabi Landing Type: Rebuild Studcount: 32x16 (512) Mordo, and Captain Angles walked along the remains of one of the wagon roads that crisscrossed Mesabi Landing. Mesabi Landing Repairs by North White, on Flickr "If we're lucky, the town should be dry by the end of the week." Said Angles optimistically, as his boots squished through the mud. "Luck has not been on our side recently," replied Mordo, "between those idiots in the row boat that attacked Fatu Hiva, and a $&@#ing Tsunami, I'm not sure what else can go wrong." Mesabi Landing Repairs by North White, on Flickr "The Horse Meat AND the explosives was waterlogged." replied Captain Angles "Okay, I definitely jinxed it there." said Mordo. FIN Thanks for viewing my first build for the repairs of Mesabi Landing. I took almost all of @Elostirion's suggestions for this build, and a big thanks from him for his advice. I hope this build can be counted, as it's not really about rebuilding, but I'll get to that soon enough. C&C appreciated
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Location: Mesabi Landing Type: Large Factory Literacy rates continue to climb in Mesabi Landing, as a wide selection of books were printed in Mesabi Landing's printing factory Book Making by North White, on Flickr In a small outbuilding, Tony oversaw the typesetting onto the printing plate. Book Making by North White, on Flickr In the main building, Captain Angles made sure that all the steps of production were done according to plan. Book Making by North White, on Flickr Type was put onto each press, and paper underneath it. Book Making by North White, on Flickr Each press imprinted the words onto paper, and the printed pages were stacked in piles. Book Making by North White, on Flickr Pages were stacked in order, and bound with horse glue, and covered with a horse leather cover. Book Making by North White, on Flickr Soon, another load of books would be sent out to the Brick seas... FIN Thanks for viewing this build! C&C appreciated!
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Location: Mesabi Landing, Argentia The Stockpile was built on the inland section of the Island. A WTC guard sat outside the house, because they had nothing better for him to do. Headquarters by North White, on Flickr "So, let's go over what we took. 10 Cases of wine..." Darby was interrupted "Nah, that's gone. I drank about a case, and the rest I fed to the horses." Replied Count Mesabi Headquarters by North White, on Flickr "You know at this point I'm not even going to a..." "So I heard about this place in Oleon that feeds wine to cattle." "So Naturally, you wasted 10 Cases of wine..." "Eight. No wait, Seven on the horses." "Making are only mode of transportation drunk." Headquarters by North White, on Flickr "Yes. And I think it was six cases." FIN Sorry for my absns. This was the only thing I had ready to go for BoBS for the month of July. Vacation and work really cut down my free time. But now I hope to be back. C&C appreciated.
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Peace talks by North White, on Flickr Darby and Captain Mesabi stood on the ramparts of the fort. "Well, we've had some fun, but I think it's time to leave." Said Captain Mesabi "I'm glad to leave, but what about the saboteur?" Asked Darby "Eh, we can deal with it from somewhere else. Peace talks are over, it's time to go!" He replied They walked into the fort. Leaving Nova Malto by North White, on Flickr "Alright, we need to take everything we can, and I mean everything!" Said Captain Mesabi "Uh, won't the Eslandolans be mad?" Asked Darby "We sold them a fort, not a fully furnished fort, now let's get looting!" Captain Mesabi replied They began packing up everything into wagons. WTC Marines stood proudly in their new uniforms Leaving Nova Malto by North White, on Flickr "Alright! Let's Go! We have more to pick up in the city!" Yelled Captain Mesabi Leaving Nova Malto by North White, on Flickr Later, 2 Eslandolan soldiers came in to inspect their fort. Leaving Nova Malto by North White, on Flickr "Aw man, they took everything! We're going to need cannons if we want to defend this place." Said one They went inside Leaving Nova Malto by North White, on Flickr "Zeus! Everything is gone!" Exclaimed one. "Is it just me, or do you smell vomit." Said the other ______________ MEANWHILE _____________ Leaving Nova Malto by North White, on Flickr "Open the Gates!" Yelled a voice from behind the wall "Only one more day of this, then we're off this rock." Grumbled the Corrington Soldier Leaving Nova Malto by North White, on Flickr *RUMBLE RUMBLE RUMBLE RUMBLE* Leaving Nova Malto by North White, on Flickr *RUMBLE RUMBLE RUMBLE RUMBLE* Leaving Nova Malto by North White, on Flickr *RUMBLE RUMBLE RUMBLE RUMBLE* Leaving Nova Malto by North White, on Flickr *RUMBLE RUMBLE RUMBLE RUMBLE* Leaving Nova Malto by North White, on Flickr *RUMBLE RUMBLE RUMBLE RUMBLE* Leaving Nova Malto by North White, on Flickr *RUMBLE RUMBLE RUMBLE RUMBLE* Leaving Nova Malto by North White, on Flickr *CRASH* Leaving Nova Malto by North White, on Flickr *RUMBLE RUMBLE RUMBLE RUMBLE* Leaving Nova Malto by North White, on Flickr FIN Thanks for viewing my conclusion to my part of the Nova Malto saga. Captain Mesabi still hasn't been given his count status IC, but I plan to do this next. All builds are reused, except for the wagon train. C&C appreciated!
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Harbor of Nova Malto just before the disaster... Sailor : Well, let's remind... reach Nova Malto Harbor.. talk... corries flag on... again talk... find the red ship with red sails. Ok it is just behind me Sailor : now open the chest... talk... there's 2 bottles and some doubloons... more talk... one bottle is for the WTC, the other and doubloons are for you. Fine, I was not forgotten !! Sailor : Set fire at the WTC bottle, they like rum when it is flambéed... talk... Sailor : Throw the flambéed bottle to the powder magazine, shouting : "happy birthday" HAPPY BIRTHDAY ! Sailor : talk... and then sail away, you deserve your bottle and the doubloons... more talk... my friend of Corrington... again talk... Captain Mesabi... talk talk talk... *** Sailor : What will we do ♫ with a drunken sailor ♪ ? What will we do ♪ with a drunken sailor ♫? C&C welcome
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Location: Mesabi Landing Type: Royal Collab Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 It was a breezy day in Mesabi Landing, as the winds of change blew through the dusty settlement. Karl Mordo stood on the WTC VIP dock, waiting for the arrival for Count Mesabi. “Now, the Count has always been insane. Unfortunately, after his return from the south, he’s only grown more egomaniacal, and crazy. He’s also very lethal. Unfortunately, we can't strike first. We'll need to wait till he attacks.” Said Mordo in a concerned tone. He peered out into the water towards the approaching rowboat. “I knew the danger when I signed on, sir.” Said the WTC Elite Guard. “Good," replied Mordo, "I have already prepared the pension for your widow. It is possible he may decide to orphan your children as well, so there are funds allocated for a new orphanage.” Replied Mordo stoically. “Is it a coal mining orphanage, like the other one?” asked the guard. “It may be a coal mining orphanage, like the other one...” MEANWHILE The rowboat bobbed in the water as Count Mesabi and Darby were rowed towards the shore. “Alright Darby." Said the Count, "The man we’re set to meet is very dangerous. His work in the Telvoki campaign of the Juniper War earned him the name, ‘The Ripper.’ He’s going to try and have us killed. We'll wait for him to strike first” Darby: “Wait! We hired a guy with the nickname 'The Ripper?!?' Why?!?” Said Darby, realizing his life was once again in danger. Mesabi: “I remember his resume being near the top of the pile. Anyways, expect a sniper team, and perhaps cannons…” Said the Count with the same regard for the statement as his tea order earlier that morning. The Rowboat found it's way to the pier. The Count and Darby disembarked, and began to walk towards Mordo. “Hi there, Karl. Glad to finally meet you…” Said the Count, with more than a hint of paranoia. “And Hi to you, Count Mesabi. Glad of you to Grace the settlement….” Replied Mordo, with slightly more paranoia. “I hope we can discuss business” Continued the Count, accentuating more of his words. His eyes darted the horizon, looking for snipers. Karl: “Yes, business is to be Discussed. Shall we?” Finished Karl, not venturing out further onto the dock in case it exploded. The two continued into the settlement.... TO BE CONTINUED.... Continuing Mesabi's story of his journey towards Fatu Hiva. I hope this build looks polished enough, but @Darnok is going to find some brick I didn't push down. I had fun writing the story for this one, but it took a few drafts. I resisted the urge to have an action sequence, but I think it's better without one. C&C appreciated! pt. 3, coming soon...
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Location: Quinnsville Type: Medium Educational Quinnsville had grown quickly over the last few years, and with the establishment of the University of Quinnsville in 619, the students were already crowded on the campus. Fortunately, a grant by a mysterious benefactor had allowed them to build a new library to help ease some of the campus's crowding issues. Today however, someone had illegally parked a small horse drawn cart in front of the main entrance. As Campus security ticketed the cart, an official Corrish Messenger walked towards the library... "So after a party last year, I tell Mayor Brickwood that the library in the main building was too small. Like, you could barely haul kegs through some of the doors. Sure you could get them through the main doors, but like, into the library? It was just too tight a corridor." Said the Count to his loyal accountant Darby. "And I tell him that the WTC could fix the problem with a WTC-Brand hammer, and about 15 minutes. But apparently, the "construction" zoning "laws" in this 'town' prohibit it." Continued the Count, gesturing wildly. "Just please tell me why we're in Quinnsville." Said Darby, understandably exasperated. "Look over there." Said the Count, pointing to a carved sandstone head. "So I tell him that if we can't make the library doors bigger, than we just need a separate library to hold keg parties in." Said the Count. "And he gets annoyed, and starts going off about how that's not at all what university libraries are for." Continued the Count. "Anyways, I say, 'Sir,. You need a party library, I'll buy, do you want a red one or a grey one? He kinda scowls at me, but I took that as permission to fund the construction of a new, better, library with appropriate doors for moving large bottles through. Oh, and I picked grey." Darby looked at a small bust of an unidentifiable head. "They did get my hair wrong." Said the Count, no less enthused. "But true art resists interpretation." "Someone chipped the 'o' off on your title, Count" said Darby, dryly. The two were interrupted by a formal messenger. "Count Mesabi of Debonshire, you have a formal correspondence from the Crown of Corrington." "Thank you gentlemen. The Queen thanks you for your service." Said the Count in a suspiciously formal tone. "Darby, we must get going, we are needed in a formal capacity." Without a moments hesitation, the Count power-walked outside, leaving Darby and the messengers behind. "Count, what's going on?" yelled Darby, hurrying after him. "We have work to do!" the Count said, mounted the horse, and untied it from the post. Darby hurried after him. "The last time we had 'work' to do, I was on a boat in the south for over a year!" he muttered. FIN Thanks for viewing my build! I've been meaning to do an educational build in Quinnsville since @lm71blackbird put out that amazing university build about a year ago, but I never got around to it until now. The build went through a few iterations. Originally the second floor was far more plain, and was essentially white paneling. Fortunately, @Ayrlego gave me some great ideas, including setting the paneling in half a tile, which really made it pop in my opinion. This build is a GOC build, task 5. @Bregir, @Ayrlego , @Captain Dee , @SilentWolf As for the story, no harm intended towards Quinnsville, I always like seeing your settlement grow LM71, and I enjoy being a part of it. Please understand any misnaming, is just me having the Count be rude IC. What is in the Count's mysterious note from the crown? We'll see! (hint, I love Corrington!) Shots without figures
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Location: Port Raleigh Type: Small Cultural It was a fine day in Port Raleigh, and outside the Local Government Offices, soldiers idly patrolled, in case of Sea Rat attack. Representative Bob Mitchell was startled from his paperwork, by a rather rude Count Mesabi, wielding a sealed envelope. "What the? Who are you!?" Yelled Rep. Mitchell "The 'name' is Count Mesabi of Debonshire, member of the Royal Parliament, CEO of the WTC, and Adventurer Extraordinaire." Said Count Mesabi in an absurdly confident voice. He dropped the letter off on the desk. "You'll want this." "It's labeled, the "I Love Corrington" Bill..." muttered Rep. Mitchell Meanwhile, Accountant Darby dug through papers in the Records room, searching for tax information so that he could finally finish the 617 Audit of the WTC. The Count moseyed over to the Liquor Tray, and without a bit of hesitation, began chugging the most expensive wine. Rep. Bob sputtered, "Hey, you can't..." The Count ignored him, swallowed, and interrupted. "You know, I can almost taste the grapes in this wine." He paused. "Oh were you saying something?" Bob tried to talk once more, but the Count interrupted before he could even get a single word out. "This bill will revolutionize Corrington, go ahead and open it!" Said the Count with the enthusiasm of a small child granted free reign in a candy store. Rep. Mitchell scanned through the bill. "This is just a series of massive Government contracts towards the WTC...." The Count took another swig, before backwashing half of the swig into the bottle, setting it down, and walking over to the desk. He picked up the piece of paper. "No, Todd," He said, "The Bill creates a new holiday called 'Corrington Day,' declares Strawberry Cake 'Anetta's Cake,' and allocates funds for a funeral for Comodore Cooke when he gets executed for heresy in Terraversa" He paused. "And additionally, has a few riders making sure the WTC gets those government contracts no one else wanted..." "This is Insane!" Yelled Rep. Mitchell, "I'll never vote for this bill, even if it passes the Noble Parliament!" "Well then, Rep. Micheal, I guess you don't love Corrington." And with that, he grabbed an envelope, and left the Office, leaving a bewildered Rep. Mitchell to consider his life choices, and the Insanity of the Mesabi name. Outside, Darby and Mesabi reconvened. "So, according to this," said Darby, "The WTC owes the crown-" The Count interrupted. "Darby, I understand you're excited, but I have something more important! I stole this envelope from the desk of Rep. Rob Witch-hazel! It could be important!" "Wait, isn't that like super illegal to-" Darby was again interrupted by the roughling of paper as the Count tore open the envelope like a lion to a gazel's stomach. "Aww, it's just a lame birthday card to his nephew in Quinnsville, but wait!" He exclaimed. "There's 2 Dubloons inside! I'm rich!" FIN Thanks for viewing my build. Here are some shots of the entire building. I really enjoyed this build, and I really tried to make it look as neat and put together as possible. I think it might have turned out a little too neat, but I'm quite happy with it. C&C appreciated! Apologies to @Bregir, but IC Count Mesabi would assume that Cooke would be executed for Heresy. While I'm not sure how *hush hush* the TER story has been for us, (still catching up on 2 years of backlog ) I could See Count Mesabi knowing Cooke is there, and assuming he would be executed for heresy for no reason other than that's the kind of thing the Count assumes. I mean no harm, and enjoy your stories and this is entirely an IC statement.
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Location: Westface, Terraversa Type: MCRA TER Terraversa had been hit hard by Oleon, and resources had been running low. Fortunately, donations were being shipped in from across the Brick Seas by those who didn't want to see the island taken by the Bluecoats. The City had been reinforced in preparation for Oleon's forces. Windows were boarded and barricades erected. While some rested in between shifts, crates of 'Genuine Giraffe Jerky' and Muskets were unloaded onto the wharf. Terraversa would not go down without a fight... FIN Thanks for viewing my. build, and my support for an independent Terraversa. The build is pretty straightforward, maybe a bit simple, but I don't think it needed much else. The Terraversan officer uses Cedric Diggory's body from the HP CMFs.
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The Continuing Adventures of Count Mesabi! Location: Astrapi Acropolis Type: Small Cultural (Prison is a Government building, government is cultural. Also commentary on Oleon's culture ) Deaaaaaaaarrrrr Wifeee, So, today, on my long and winding voyage back to Mesabi Landing, I stopped in Astrapi Acropolis to talk to Padrè François, cause you know, I was kinda bored. Anyways, after breaking into a highly secure Oleander prison, I found his cell. He was just hanging out, so I walk up, and I'm like, 'Yo, how many times have you dropped the soap in here?' And he's like 'YOU?!?' And I'm like 'Yeah?' And he's like 'I've burned heretics in fires.... blah blah blah blah... I should purge... blah blah." and anyways after like a few minutes of this, I'm like 'Oh yeah, while I've burned churches and abbeys and monasteries, and convents...' Well, then some idiot guard walks in, apparently he heard us yelling or whatever, and he's like 'Freeze!' And I'm like 'You don't control my temperature!' And then I used my awesome fight skills to incapacitate him peacefully. Anyways, then I just grabbed his chamber pot and and threw it in his bed and left. So, anyways, I'd say it went over well. A victory for interfaith dialogues! Oh, and for plausible deniability, "Or maybe it was a dream." Love, Count Mesabi Thanks for viewing my build. Also thanks to @Ross Fisher for letting me use his character. I kinda overbuilt on this one, I was originally going to have the Count escape through the window, but changed my mind. I also made it as simple as neat and spartan as possible, reflecting Oleon's culture because it's a prison. As this is somewhat of a bizarre build, and Mesabi is a somewhat unreliable narrator, I wouldn't think to hard about how canon this is.
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Their offices in Quinnsville had just recently been set up properly, but the WTC had already establish local business opportunities some time ago. The island of Cocovia was known for its fertile grounds, especially for coffee and cocoa, so it seemed natural to claim some new land from the jungle for an agricultural venture. With cocoa already grown on a large plantation nearby, and another one near King's Harbour, it had been decided to go for coffee. Highly profitable, coffee was still yet to be grown in commercial quantities in Corrington - so the WTC might have a first mover advantage on the market! Having... acquired... the necessary seeds from an ETTC research site in King's Harbour, the first coffee trees were growing already, while parts of the plantation were still in the process of being set up. Fighting back the jungle proved to be easier said than done! .. The local WTC Operator was discussing the progress with the plantations foreman: "We need to get this up and running as soon as possible. I promised results to Mr. Mordo, and I do not plan to disappoint him." "But sir, I need more men. The conditions here are tough, and even then the trees only grow so fast. It will take time, no matter what." "I guess. Still, hasten your efforts. The sooner we can sell overpriced coffee to gullible minifigs, the better." "Will do, sir. By the way, what is it with all the gold?" "We are a royal trade company after all! It also helps with moving our income around. For tax purposes, you know. The last thing we want is to pay the Crown..." ================================= Licensed as a medium plantation in Quinnsville. A wide shot of the full build: One more aerial view: Since this is for the GoC-initiative, a shoutout to @Ayrlego, @Bregir, @Captain Dee and @SilentWolf. If possible I would really appreciate a quick response if this build is fine, since it takes quite a bit of room, and I fear our cats might soon find it... interesting. I was unable to pick coffee as a category when licensing this, which I found very odd (I picked "Tropical Fruit" instead, which coffee technical is). An oversight in the licensing form? This also might call for an update of the island bonus list. As always, C&C are appreciated, thanks for watching!
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Location: Seawatch Type: Freebuild It was a humid day near Seawatch, as Count Mesabi and his loyal accountant, Darby Tyler walked towards the city gates. Count Mesabi had anchored the WTC Libertine off the coast of Seawatch, avoiding the heavily patrolled harbour. The two had rowed ashore, and walked down the path towards the city proper. "Anyways Darby, the best way to visit a heavily fortified wartorn city is via surprise. You simply appear at an unexpected interval, and come bearing gifts. It worked for Fatu Hiva" Said the Count cheerily. "Count, they burned you in effigy after the Corrish force pulled out. There's literally been talk of making a holiday when you die." Said Darby, incredulous as ever. "It was such a touching tribute! I always like statues of me! And fiery infernos always have a special place in my heart! Anyway's we're here. It's been a while since I lent my hands to Corrington's Leadership. I always get the feeling like they're anxious around me though. They're probably afraid of my title." Continued the Count, pondering back on his many, many misadventures. "AVAST CARNIVORES!" Yelled the Count at the Carnish gate guard. "I, his excellence Count Mesabi demand an audience with your mayor, the leaders of the joint military task force, your quartermaster, whoever's in charge of your theater guild, and your cheapest cheesemonger!" "Who the Megablocks are you?" Yelled back the Carnish guard, gripping his musket tightly. The Count smiled. He had new friends to make! "Look, uh, just please tell a Corrish guard to find a sergeant or something? Tell them that Count Mesabi is here." Yelled Darby, hoping to slightly The Carnish guard stepped away. A loud "WHAT?!?" came up from over the wall in a heavy Corrish accent. An alarm bang clanged loudly, the gates were yanked open, and Corrish and Oleander marines sprinted forwards, muskets in hand. "See Darby! Look at the warm reception we're getting" said the Count happily. Soldiers emerged from both sides of the path, climbing through bushes and thicket. Each pointed their musket at the duo. "Augh! don't shoot me! I don't want to die!" Cowered Darby. "Drop your weapons you nutcase!" Yelled a Corrish Guardsman. "You will hang for what you did to Fatu Hiva!" Cried an Oleander marine angrily. "You're a danger to the free markets!" muttered an Eslandolian guard. "No sudden movements!" Shouted the Corrish ranger. "Who wants canned meat!" Said the Count. "I brought enough to share!" FIN Thanks for viewing my build. I thought it'd be fun to have the Count here for this, so he has found his way over. For newer builders, my character, Count Mesabi caused a bunch of IC and OOC strife when I first joined BoBS. Long story short, I nowadays I do my best to not cause OOC / irl issues, but I very much enjoy playing a character who is reviled, hated, and despised across the Brick Seas. Anyway, I enjoyed building this. The wall segments started as an experiment, and the rest of the build followed. I did my best to make sure all the factions present in Sea watch were represented. Hope I didn't miss anyone. I'm not sure if I can license this. If I can, I'd like to do so as a small commercial. Thanks for viewing my build!
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Location: Spudkirk Type: Small Commerce (18x32 studs) To the edge of Spudkirk, tall cliffs rose up from the sea, revealing small sea caves. The view was especially scenic, and several prominent citizens had built houses here, at no small cost. Darby Tyler strode down the footpath towards his employer's Spudkirk residence. Count Mesabi awaited. Darby knocked on the door, slightly hesitant. He was not bringing good news. "It's good to see you Darby!" Said the Count with his usual amount of disturbed cheer. "You're my favorite Accountant. You never fail to keep the WTC's numbers properly cooked." Darby gulped. "Count, I've finally gotten our numbers somewhat straightened out. After 2 years of auditing... I've come to the conclusion we're hemorrhaging money." The Count stood wordlessly, and walked to Darby. Darby handed him the finalized writeup. The Count skimmed the numbers. "Well then Darby, it's time we got back to work!" Said the Count excitedly. "Tell me, I heard a rumor about a nearby warzone" "The issues on Oleandia with the Lotii? Yes, the conflict-" Darby was cut off. "Say no more, Darby! The WTC's biggest market is the battlefield. Well, that and people who can't or don't read the ingredients on canned food." The Count stood, and yanked a rug off of the floor, revealing a trap door. I've got just the plan in mind, we should head there now! I've got a rowboat in the basement. [ Darby looked at the rickety ladder into the sea cave below. He sighed, as the Count immediately climbed down. The ladder exited into a damp sea cave. Boxes of goods were piled around, while a rowboat sat tethered to a small dock. "I had this built for quick exits. You know, in case my wife came back." Said the Count. "Count, any chance we could stop back in Spudkirk first? I'd love to grab-" "There's no time for us to go back up the ladder and into Taterspock! We need to make sure we get there before the violence is over!" The Count whistled, and a spare WTC marine hurried over, knocking Darby into the rowboat. Darby managed to sit upright as the boat was rowed out of the cave, and towards Count Mesabi's ship. "The real issue is, you don't resolve everything before telling me things!" said the Count, as they rowed into open water. FIN Thanks for viewing my build. It's good to get back on after another hiatus. I built this in late 2021, but I was a bit stumped on the story, so I took a break from it. Now, after 11 months and a move, it's finally up. I really liked the snippet about the sea caves on the Avestia island information, and it was a fun challenge to do a build with them as the primary influence. I ran out of bricks towards the end, so I wasn't able to put in stalagmites and stalactites, but I think it looks fine. I'm looking forward to getting back into BoBS, and I hope to get more up soon!
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While the WTC has taken a back seat to Brick Seas affairs since 619, they still managed to cobble a coherent team together for the 622 Soccer Football cup. 622 Soccer Tournament by North White, on Flickr A team of WTC marines arrived in Nola Mar with soccer football grade munitions, and a horse named "Second-Breakfast" as a mascot. (The Pile of TNT counts as a player, as does the horse) FIN I wanted to get a team in for this, but I was unable to get my bricks out of storage before the sun went down, so apologies for the poor photo quality. Glad to see BoBS is still going strong, and I can drop in and out as my life demands. Edit: I'm going Offensive of course!
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With a WTC presence in Black Beach established, one of the first order of operations was to scout the surrounding area - for both potential danger as well as possible riches. The WTC had some encounters on Gunpowder Island in the past, so in accordance with recent plans it was decided to join forces with local Redshirt patrols. "I do not like this one bit! Dark volcano sand, rumours of savage tribes in the hinterlands... who knows what we come across? And now this WTC guy to keep an eye on as well!" Not long after grumpily muttering to himself, the small group came across a welcoming sight... ... but apparently the WTC Scout had seen something else of interest! A few hits with his pick, and some sample of this curious rock had been freed. What could it be? ================================================================ Another prospecting build on Gunpowder Island, may @Ayrlego bring luck! Two more pictures of the whole scene: As always, comments and criticism are welcome!
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On a cool October morning on Gunpowder Island, an angry shout was heard throughout the small settlement of Black Beach: "Alright, who in their right mind left all those explosives out in the open? Guys, we are Corries, we take safety serious, we... oh damn, of course it's the WTC." Indeed, it was the WTC. Having set up a small outpost here, a WTC Marine was overlooking the bay of Black Beach from high above: An ugly watchtower combined with a warehouse, built in the most brutalist design imaginable... but still a base of operations for the WTC on the yet untamed island, and a visible sign of Corringtons presence there. Rumour had it there were plans the WTC had for this place. Who knew how they would come out? Only time could tell. ================================================================ Some small WTC build to set up their activities on Gunpowder Island in the (hopefully) near future. Licensed as a small commerce property due to the trading company theme and the attached warehouse. As always, comments and criticism are welcome!
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Location: The University of Tiberia, Arlinsport, Tiberia Type: Royal Project Piece (This takes place sometime in 621) It was another pleasant day in Arlinsport. The well manucrued lawns of the University of Tiberia fluttered gently in the breeze, as Agnes Mesabi walked to a surprise meeting at the Mesabi Hall of Geology. A squat, and tough building, the Geology Hall was a recent addition to the University. It's construction, of course, was made possible with the new influx of funds the Mesabi family had charitably dumped into the University. While the Mesabi family was quite dreaded across the Brick Seas, their vast wealth and willingness to keep up appearances had lead them to dump large amounts of capital into Corrington's colonial educational institutions. This allowed for several educational institutions to add new facilities.... provided they put up with "Mesabi Shenanigans" on the premises. Agnes Count Mesabi's harridan of a wife, walked into the halls of the Geology building. Her stiletto heels clacked with each step, ominously announcing her arrival. In the research labratory, WTC Leader Karl Mordo chatted with a Professor of Minerology. "So you see, with these samples, we're hoping that we can identify a common pattern." Said Mordo gruffly. Agnes burst into the labratory. "Karl Mordo! My old friend and confidant. Can you guess why I'm here?" Said Agnes in a nail bitingly aggressive tone. "...so you've come to kill me then...." Said Mordo cooly. He reached into his holster, and drew a pistol. "At LEAST you had the decency to come do it YOURSELF!" "Hey, easy there Mordo..." said Agnes, a little slower, but no less agressively. "Let's talk this out..." With a quick motion, Agnes was behind the Professor, pistol in hand. "TRY SHOOTING ME THROUGH MY NERD SHIELD YOU ****!" She yelled, Aiming her pistol squarely at Mordo's forehead. [/url] The two aimed their pistols at each other for a solid 30 seconds, neither blinking. The Geology professor stood nervously, too afraid to say a word. A grad student cowered in the corner. "...So you're not here to kill me?" Asked Mordo mildly sheepishly. "What? No, I just thought I'd surprise you while I was here to giva a speech for the 'Women in Business' event." Said Agnes, mildly annoyed. The two lowered their pistols. The Geology Professor Scattered. "So, I had a proposal for the WTC to expand our business opportunities." said Agnes. "Involves some things with Oleon, involves the sale of some less than legal merchandise....." Mordo sighed. "You ran out of money in Namere again, didn't you?" "Look, overthrowing governments is hard and expensive! We're certainly not winning the hearts and minds at the moment. But I'm thinking throwing even more money at the situation will fix things." Said Agnes, rolling her eyes. Mordo grunted, and walked over to a chair. "I'm trying to use science to improve our prospecting, but I'm fairly certain I'm going to need to find a different professor to work with, thanks to your antics." Agnes ignored him, and handed him a piece of paper. "Lemme just get your signature, and I'll keep the fact you just tried to kill me on the down low." Mordo glanced over the document. "You really like this Namere thing." He muttered. He signed the piece of paper, and handed a copy back to Agnes. Agnes turned and left. "Oh, and if I wanted you dead Mordo?" She paused, smiling to herself. "I'd just hire someone to do it." FIN Thanks for viewing the build! This continues my work on the Royal "University of Tiberia" project that I've had going since.... 2018. With the current rate of progress I'm making on it, (about 1000 studs per year) I should be done in 2027! Honestly, looking back on my project writeup, I'm not satisfied with what I have their, so I'll probably get it fixed. If anyone is interested in helping, do pm me in the meantime. Regardless, enjoyed building this one. I originally planned to have it be set in Mesabi Landing, leading to a more squat look, but I didn't feel like the style was really working for that settlement. So, I changed up some parts of the build, and set as a part of this project. Storywise, this ties in with my long neglected TMCRA, with Agnes trying to overthrow parts of Namere. Karl Mordo is @Darnok's player character, and he told me that the story was fine, as long as " Set it some time in the past." Thus, the disclaimer at the beginning. I'm also referencing his many prospecting builds on behalf of the WTC. I'm sure this also would lower the IC opinions of everyone of Agnes Mesabi.... if they weren't already rock bottom. Anyway, thanks for viewing. C&C appreciated, and lets hope this royal build gets done!
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Location: Mesabi Landing Type: Large Commercial Perhaps the most important section of Mesabi Landing was the offices of the WTC WTC offices by North White, on Flickr Inside, important WTC members waited for appointments. WTC offices by North White, on Flickr "How long does Tony have to wait before the meeting?" Said Tony "Mr. Mordo is a busy man." Said Cheryl, the secretary. "I feel like we been here since historical times..." Said Captain Angles. WTC offices by North White, on Flickr Upstairs, important matters were discussed using candles WTC offices by North White, on Flickr Meanwhile, Joseph Zumbro showed off WTC products after being fired in disgrace from the RNSD WTC offices by North White, on Flickr Mordo paced in his office, contemplating the official policy on "mystery meat" WTC products. He then set off for his meeting with Angles and Tony WTC offices by North White, on Flickr Mordo arrived at his meeting on the rooftop garden to find Captain Angles alone. "Where's Tony? This is an important meeting!" Said Mordo, "We have urgent and sinister plans to discuss..." He finished. FIN (to be continued....) Thanks for viewing my new build! I originally built this for GoH, but I'm recycling it here with a few modifications. C&C appreciated!
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Location: Mesabi Landing Type: Large Artisan It was evening in Mesabi Landing. Shadows stretched across the sand as Princess Isabella, Countess Agnes Mesabi, and Mordo walked to a pub. Waterfront in Mesabi Landing by North White, on Flickr "The Count has returned to known territory, and he has an... interesting... proposal." Said Mordo, not revealing his thoughts on the matter. "Yes, but this won't change anything with our plans for Gondova, will it?" asked Isabella with concern. Waterfront in Mesabi Landing by North White, on Flickr "No, and we're agreeing to his proposal. We just need the Queen to agree. If that's even possible..." Said Agnes. "We leave for Gonda tomorrow. We take the Red Queen, The Icarus Returning, the Destroying Angel, and as many troops as we can raise." Waterfront in Mesabi Landing by North White, on Flickr The three entered the pub. The pool players took one look at who had walked in, and offered their sticks to Agnes and the Princess. Waterfront in Mesabi Landing by North White, on Flickr "Tomorrow, Namere will begin a new chapter. but tonight? We get wasted!" Said Agnes. "Didn't you say that yesterday?" asked Mordo Continuing the story is @Drunknok... Later on the same day, Princess Isabella had already left, Agnes Mesabi was still playing billard, with a WTC crowd gathered around the table. And while Agnes enjoyed herself, Mordo had some other business to do right behind the pub. Agnes playing... ... Mordo leaving through the back door. . "Listen you two, this must not fall back on me. You get paid well, and you keep your mouths shut - if you know what is good for you. Take care of that thing with the guy in the place... make it look like an accident. You know... the usual." "Aye, Mr. M.!" Later on, the crowd left one by one, Agnes Mesabi was still playing, getting more drunk by the minute, slowly losing patience with the balls: . In the end, the game was still not finished, but the evening ended well for Lady Mesabi, snoring loudly: FIN Thanks for viewing my build. C&C appreciated. Also Mesabi Landing has elevated Rails now.
