tax and budget

[Johnny Carcer-Spectro]

i think it may be a good idea to discuss our nations taxing schemes, and what we will spend tax on, so we get a good idea on our characters views on what is inportant and such, as well as the type of people which inhabit our nations (e. G patriotic, strong willed, physicaly fit intelegent(different forms I guss))

id like the conferance to take place in foxtonland tower, and for people to describe how they enter and such. Unless people have any objections to that.

if it does take place in the tower you must speak with the receptionest on the ground floor before doing anything official.

[Jack Hyter]

*Sigh...*
I thought the Zone was in neutral territory.

Regardless.

I climb out of my comfortable armoured car, wearing a black business suit, with a brief case and my usual bag. My hair is slicked back smartly.
I walk in to the tower and speak with the receptionist.
"I need to speak with Mr Carcer - Spectro. I believe I have an appointment."

[Johnny Carcer-Spectro]

well, Johnny spends most of his time there anyway, and it is in the of foxtonsland. Its in a relatively small and remote town, on the outskirts, by the ocean, I think, though I'm not sure.

think of it like the UN HQ in new York.

the receptionist smiles at you, as all receptionists do, in a very put on manner.
"we have some new protocols,which I'm afraid we will have to to take care of before you can go up, its for the future safety of the towers guests and residents."

she slides you a pack of papers.

most of it is just an apology, and some sheets asking you to put your signature in appropriate places, saying that you agree to give a retinal scan and some personal information.
the next sheet is as follows.

Name:
Signature:
National Identity Number ((assuming your nation uses this system))
date of birth:
place of birth:

[Jack Hyter]

Name: Thomas Jackatanicus
Signiture: (Am I really expected to do this in the forum?, lol)
NIN: "Is this the same as Soldier Number" I ask
DoB:4/6/1976
PoB: Jackatanicus General Hospital.

[Johnny Carcer-Spectro]

NIN (whatever your nation uses, an number that is individual to you, which no one else knows, like an id)

the receptionist smiles again.
"thank you. Il just add these details to the data base and check they match up with other records. It will only take a few moments."

she begins typing. Ten minutes later sh looks back up and smiles at you. "thank you for your time. Your information is confirmed. She hands you a hand held scanner. "please place this so that the circle in the centre is parralell to your left pupil. Then press the green button on the side, the scan will take up to ten seconds."

once the scan is complete the device bleeps. The receptionist gestures for you to hand the scanner back to her. She plugs it into her pc. after five minutes she says "the technician has added your retinal scan to our database, you can now access the restricted levels of the tower as you please." she points over to the far end of the hall. "please head over there. The gaurds will check your person for weaponry. Once this is done please place your left eye by the scanner next to the door. (there is a metal, door, which the gaurds are.. Gaurding. There is a seem down the midle.)

[Jack Hyter]

I do as she says.

[Johnny Carcer-Spectro]

there is a pinging sound after you place your eye by the scanner. The door parts, from the middle outwards, revealing a corridor. The elevator is at the far end. Through the windows you can see a blizzard has started up.

[Jack Hyter]

I walk over to the lift.

[Johnny Carcer-Spectro]

you stand in a lift for a minute or so- how interesting. You reach the 29 th floor and the elevator doors slide open, revealing the corridor to the conference room. Thick red carpet covers the corridor, as you walk, passing several doors along the way. You take a right and pass more doors. One of them is open, Its a small kitchen. I am inside making a pot of tea, a large juicy steak is being grilled, it looks done. "Johnny!" a voice yells from one of the other rooms "is my steak done yet? ill be docking you points if it isn't with me in two minutes!" I quickly turn to the grill and rapidly take the steak out, placing it onto a plate. I spill the kettle as I rush out. Boiling water runs onto the floor. The grill has been left on. Something smells burned.

[Jack Hyter]

"Jenny back, I see?" I follow

[Johnny Carcer-Spectro]

"yep and she has a new way of letting me know how much I'm liked"

i rush through a large pair of double doors. Finaly: the conferance room. Jenny is sittiing at the head of the table, her feet on the table. I place the plate on the table"took your time," she pauses "I'm still docking you"
"how many points do I have now?"
"minus twenty, you know what, I think ill eat this AWAY from you" she stands, takes the plate and heads up the stairs to the observation deck. "you forgot my grilled mushrooms, I'm docking you another 5 points"
the fire alarm begins to ring. I rush off the the kitchen. and return afew minutes later, a lot wetter, holding two very crispy black things. The fire alarm has stopped.
"well, it looks like we may have to wait a while for the pharoh to arive, so I'm going to get a change of clothes and put the kettle back on. The remote is on the table, I think weapons of the future is on"

[Jack Hyter]

"Bah, I have no need for such faggotry, my Men are weapons of the future." Lol, spiteful.
I sit down, looking around for the usual plate of borbons.

[Johnny Carcer-Spectro]

you find them on the window sill. I come back after ten minutes. I'm wearing a fluresant yellow shirt underneath the usual trench coat, I do it up as I enter. "is the Pharaoh here yet?" I ask, looking around the room, " I guess not, theres no holy light or choir of angels or anything" I say sarcastically

[Jack Hyter]

"Heh, that's more true than you might believe."

[theamazingscab]

erm... Bare with me, I'm not sure what i'm doing....
*I think...*

I strut into the room. I'm proudly the newest owner of my own super awesome country, of which I dictate with a rusty iron fist... Who making stake...*Drewl*... I smell stake!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
anyhew... I shall commence telling y'all bout my land wen iv consumed the perculiar shroomz....

yes... Pretty colours....

*Cough*

i'm hoping to spend much of the money I theive of the poor people in my control on a HUGE cheese factory... also, all problems of electricity shall be solved by fatties on bikes attatched to a generator... Therefore, the electricity money may be spent to save the monkeeys!!!!

i cant be bothered 2 write much more... WOOP-WOOP I HAVE A COFFE WITH CREAM IN IT!!!!

[Jack Hyter]

Urh..
Pheraps, I should set up a board, Purgatory or something, where Nations which don't have a reigon can go and describe stuff.
Sound good everyone?

Dan, Kick Ernie in the balls, he needs to post.


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