Powerboat_Racer

I was going to mention this too, but you beat me to it

Point taken

I see your point, but missing mine What I am saying is why create a duplicate office when there is one for this purpose already? We just need a DA for internal Affairs.

If I am not mistaken, I do believe that this falls under the purview of Internal Affairs. I am not sure if it is an official government position and they already have the sub-forum here on the TWP forum. Maybe someone with more experience than myself can shed some light on this.

Are you trained to use said defibrillator BBD?

Hey why did I only get 2 for...oh umm..err...don't think that was supposed to slip out...

I'm all in (With a pair of aces)

From the Desk Of High Executive Powerboat Racer, Offshore Racing As High Executive of Offshore Racing, I do not wish to participate in this rebellion. This rebellion will serve no useful purpose to the citizens of Offshore Racing. Instead, I will be closely monitoring the situation in order to make an informed decision on future participation of Offshore Racing within The West Pacific.

I am not completely against the idea, but I am not quite sold on it either. The way it is worded currently, how will we ensure checks and balances are in place, in case someone is pursuing the delegacy of TWP for the wrong reasons? I would hate (As I am sure most members of the voice and TWP as a whole) to see TWP fall due to the wrong delegate being putting in office.

I just want to make sure I understand this proposal before commenting. The way I am reading it is this is a legal form of a coup as it were, am I correct?

Good to have you back PD. First and foremost, I hope your Dad makes a speedy recovery. The voice has been rather quiet, I was beginning to wonder if there was anything for us to do. I am ready for whatever that needs doing to be done

In the midst of all this grief, I would like to post my absence. Will be going to Wales to visit relatives from July 21st to August 14th. And as a side note, sorry to hear about your unfortunate news.

In favor.

Thank you for all your contributions to TWP Elegarth. Shame it had to come to this, but it is understandable. Good luck with all your real life endeavours and hope to see you back soon.

Yes.

Disregard, early in the morning and saw my name on the list...MAN these meds are good

*BEEP BEEP BEEP* Station 51, standby for a response And welcome to the nuthouse that is the TWP forums aftran.

Fair enough and thank you for your quick response.

Sorry I have been gone a while. This thing called REAL LIFE caught up with me. Now that I have got this real life thing nipped in the back side, I was wondering where do I go to reapply for membership here?

Dark, I literally interpreted Henn City to have artificial gravity and be a sprawling space station, as there was no mention of either. I took what I was given and ran with it. If the minister<s> of make believe deem changes are necessary, I will update my post accordingly, no biggie

IC: *Damnit what in the world is going on here, some welcome this turned out to be.* Fredrick thought to himself. There was no obvious way out...it seemed like he was trapped like a rat. There was some kind of device in the corner, however Fredrick did not know what it was. As he approached it, a bottle of water magically appeared. Fredrick took the bottle of water from the device and opened it and took a swig. "Ahhhh..." he said, as the cool refreshing water washed down his throat. He happened to be thirsty and this quenched his thirst for the time being. As he was wondering what the device was, it finally dawned upon him. "AHA!" He exclaimed to no one, as the welcome center was empty, "It is a food/beverage replicator." He replied to himself. "Looks like I am going to be here a while....so I suppose I better make the best of it." Fredrick mumbled to himself. He found a bench near the replicator and laid his head down on his military bag, which was holding the only clothes and personal effects Fredrick had brought with him. OOC: <Open Tag>

OOC: Here goes. IC: It was the year 2150. Fredrick had just gotten off the ship which had transported him to Henn City for the first time. As he stepped off the ship, he was in sheer awe of the size of the station on which he would be living...all of a sudden a voice boomed "KEEP the line moving please!" "Sorry...." Fredrick replied to the unknown officer. The line through, what was now called "The New Citizen Processing Center" got short quick. Fredrick got to the front of the line and a burly new citizen official stared him down with a suspicious look, "What is your purpose in coming here sir?" He boomed. "I got transferred here by the company I work for." Fredrick replied. The official broke out in a smile, "Welcome to Henn City. I trust your trip from Earth was a pleasant one?" He asked, as Fredrick was pulling out a data pad with his transfer notice, "Yes it was." Fredrick replied as he handed the pad to the official for inspection. The official scrutinized the information on the pad quickly, "Everything is in order sir, you may proceed and welcome to Henn City once again." The official replied. Fredrick made his way through. He was slightly confused on how to get to his living quarters, which were in a quiet area of Henn City. OOC: <Open Tag (Meaning anyone can reply)>

Name: Fredrick Kvies Occupation(Use some sense with this.): Design engineer Age: 45 Description(if you'd like. A pic works too.): 5'11, 200 lbs, Hazel eyes, black hair. Slightly on the chubby side, but otherwise fit. Biography(optional): Born in San Francisco, California, Earth. Was transferred to Henn City just after it was built by his company, an international design/management conglomerate, which specializes in space station design and management when. Loves to explore/learn new things in his free time and also trying to come up with various inventions that would help make people's lives easier. Any other details: