New Dracora develops nanological warfare

[New Dracora]

Eariler today at 8:45am, New Dracorian scientists working deep in the wastelands of the Empire of Power successfully detonated a device as part of a project codenamed "GENESIS".

The device or 'Genesis Bomb' was used to convert a small 1 x 1 km area of abandoned urban wasteland into an unspoilt, pristine rainforest complete with fauna as well as flora. While details on how exactly the device achieves this remain classified, soldiers from the 21st Mechanised Special Forces Battalion guarding the site had let on that the process had involved "a tremendous exchange of mass and energy using complex nanological machines."

This was later confirmed in a press conference by the head scientist of the genesis project, Dr Michael van Struder:

"Today we achieved a milestone in nano-engineering, made possible only by the countless exhaustive efforts of all people both working and supporting this project. The next step will now involve exploring all of the wonderous possiblities this test has made open to us."


While no plans yet exist for any future export plans of the technology nor is little else known about the project or it's aims one thing is for certain - only big things can come of this.

[Asgarnieu]

WOW! Nice. I would like to pledge 100,000,000,000 ND to your cause. Good work. Keep it up.

-Asgarnieu

[Stewie States II]

You have made a great stride to keep the world full of life, keep it up

[Elgarve]

I suppose you could use these bombs to re-forest areas. Elgarve would like to extend an offer to send our best scientists to help work on this technology, as well as contributing 1 million of your currency, which currently escapes us.

[New Dracora]

Exchange rate
1 new draconian dollar = $2.25
1 Bokonon = $0.70
1 Gold Point = $0.62

Therefore,
1 Bokonon = ND$0.31
1 Gold Point = ND$0.28

...although we rarely do this, given the nature of the amount being offered the citizen's conclave of New Dracora wishes to confirm with the most generous representive of Asgarnieu if it is indeed willing to contribute the previous amount, which our analysts calculate to be approximately a third of Asgarnieu's total annual budget.

Oh and we accept the generous offer from the honorable representative of Elgarve.

[Asgarnieu]

Dear Sir,

Asgarnieu wishes to follow through with the donation. Although, that isn't the previosly stated "one third" of our annual budget. We pool most of it into overseas bank accounts for faster transactions. We are paying in your currency. Thank You.

Good Day

[Stewie States II]

I would like to donate 100,000,000 of New Dracorian Dollar from my currency, the Petoria.

[New Dracora]

Centaris Dracora, citizens conclave company complex...

"Well... the world seems to be buying our cover story... what the hell happened out there Alexi? How the bloody hell did this get out?"


Omega sector, Empire of Power...

*Lt. Commander Evens paced back and forth as the small statured man on the other side of the desk argued passionately with whoever was on the other end.*

*Things were a mess. Testing of the device was not meant to have happened for another two weeks, but somehow someone had managed to sneak into the testing site and set off the device prematurely... in front of all of the XKI dignitries visiting for EP defence day no less.*

"And f*ck off to you too you good for f*ckin' nothing a*shole!! *Clang!*"

*Dr Michael van Struder wasn't normally an angry man, but this whole thing had him furious, and no wonder considering all the effort that had gone into this project. Not to mention the capital. A fiasco like this tended to change one's image in the eyes of the conclave however...*

"I take it everyone is denying responsiblity doctor?"

*Van Struder just took one look at Evens before placing his head in his hands, resting his elbows on the woodchip desk.*

"None of the general security staff have anything on the intruder. They're also saying whoever it was perished in the blast since not one trace of him can be found. God d**n it. *Slams both fists on the table as he sits up* Please tell me you know something Evens, I could use some clear-cut answers today."

*Evens just slimed grimly as he finally took a seat. He and his unit from the 1st Mechanised Special forces regiment had only arrived just over three weeks ago, releaving another unit from the same regiment that had been out in these backwater plains for a good six months. It was a bit unusual to have a special forces unit on guard duty, but then Evens had been told that it was a very unusual thing he would be responsible for.*

"Well, I did hear that a number of foreign nationals from the region have offered to donate large sums of capital to the project."

"Heh, I bet. No doubt they will be expecting something in return... how could this happen Evens? How could you let someone slip past you?"

*That question made Evens unconfortable. Ever since the device had gone off he had been asking himself that question over and over. How could you let someone slip past you? All twelve mechs in his unit - including his own - were equiped with bio-scanners and the like, but more to the point the patrols he had setup should've caught anyone before they even came close to the project site. How...*

"No one 'slipped past' doctor. That I can assure you."

"Well the device didn't just magically go off by itself did it Evens?"

"It could've been inside job, have you considered that?"

*The moments pause on the good doctors behalf told Evens that he had not.*

"...I'll run through the personnel manifests but considering that I personally hand selected the staff myself I highly doubt that is the case."

"We'll see."

"Yes, well... anyway, onto other matters...."

*Van Struder leant back from his desk as he appeared to activate something just under the leading edge. Suddenly, the cheap vinyl comes alive as a 3D holographic map appears over the top of it. Two red dots flash at seperate ends with a dashed green line moving it's way across the terrain from one dot to another.*

"Due to the recent mishap, I've been instructed to pack up our operations here and move to a new location which as you can see has all ready been selected."

"You gotta hand it to HQ, they always have a plan B."

"Yes... anyway I've been given just a single day to do this so we won't be taking too much although all of the equipment is to be loaded up off course, so I'll need a hand with that..."

"Of course."

"Here. *The map disappears as Dr van Struder removes the small datachip and hands it to Evens.* You no doubt need to study this. *ahem* At 5am tomorrow morning a detachment from the 5th Hover Battalion will arrive to provide us with an escort. Unfortunately, despite much protest on my behalf said detachment will only include a single company of Plasma Tanks... no Tachyons."

"You've still got us."

*Evens gets up out of his seat, ready to leave. There was now much to do.*

"I still would've liked a couple of Tachyons to at least escort the second device. If one man can simply pop up out of thin air, who knows what may lay in wait for us tomorrow?"

"No one simply pops out of thin air doc. The NDSS will work out the identity of the culprit soon enough. We still have the holotape recordings from the test site remember?"

"Yeah, for what good it's doing, bloody portable scramblers..."

"Don't worry, *allows himself to grin as reaches over and slaps the doc on the shoulder* this mess will be sorted out soon enough. Until then, you still have me looking out for you."

"I just hope that's enough Evens. I just hope that's enough."