Receiver: Green Front Regulations Board
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Sender: Leon 'Fabulous' Harrington, CEO, Golden Oak Tours
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Sent on: 04:22 SMT, 23 July, 825 A.S.
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Subject: Gaian Wildlife Eco-Tourism Certification for Monarch-class and Emperor-class Liners
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Salutations, and may the solars guide thee!
Thou may call me Fabulous, and on behalf of Golden Oak Tours we would like to propose the start of an eco-partnership between the Green Front and the GOT, by allowing our company's Monarch-class, and eventual Emperor-class cruise liners to harbor certified-green Gaian Wildlife sanctuaries for eco-tourism, for the purposes of promoting conservation, education, research, and profit.
The purpose behind this is to make sure the public gets to witness Planet Gaia's natural splendors, and for scientists to study these creatures in detail, without having to actually get down on the planet itself and consequently disturbing its fragile, natural environment.
I understand that yours-truly's asking of something quite controversial from thee, which is why I and our company trusts only thee, the leading experts on Planet Gaia, to help make sure this project becomes successful.
Our liners will be designed by thy regulatory board to have these creatures feel right at home, while at the same time allowing scientists and the public to study, witness and be awed by them. Our company also pledges that the wildlife our liners use shall only come from thy group's certified rehabilitation-and-reintegration facilities. Most of all, every certified-green liner shall have a certified Green Front ranger as part of its crew compliment to make sure the sanctuary is kept responsibly-sustainable.
I, and our company, hopes that with thy approval of this certification, GOT may establish a partnership with the Green Front for future eco-tourism ventures. With this first step, not only will Planet Gaia remain untouched, a sparkling jewel in a sea of smog and scrap, but at the same time the public would be able to experience these creatures first-hand, hopefully without harming anyone or anything in the process.
If th'ast any inquiries and/or clarifications on the matter, do please feel free to message us back as soon as possible on the Public Communications Board, or if th'would desire a more personal touch, contact yours-truly HERE. My office hours are between 22:00-15:00 SMT on Mondays and Fridays, or 22:00-06:00 SMT on other days.
// What this means in-game is that every GOT.Monarch.<name> and GOT.Emperor.<name> vessel with a gaian wildlife sanctuary must have in its cargo bay at least 50 units of Research Corps, to represent the space occupied by the sanctuary. Any excess Research Corps units are free to be used for other R&D endeavors.
// Actual Gaian Wildlife in the cargo bay are to be considered 'caged' animals, and are therefore still considered illegal commodities.
The camera feed flickers into life with Annora standing in front of a desk that the camera seems to be mounted on. She leans forward, her hair disheveled, and with dark circles beneath her eyes.
Hello, Mr. Harrington.
She rubs her eye.
The current consensus among the Gaian Guard regarding your request ranges colorfully, from "blood spilled from hands that have touched Gaian wildlife is no concern of mine," to "let's keep the bomber guns hot." I find myself aligning in a cautious medium.
She interrupts to let out a tired yawn.
However...you have caught me at a strangely charitable time, and I'm willing to give your request some consideration. I can say certainly, however, that any proposal with the words "Gaian wildlife" and "profit" in the same sentence will never pass among my colleagues. There's simply no way.
Her brow furrows.
We have had...people who have made similar requests in the past. And some who have neglected to make such requests. In either case, we've ensured that no escape pods survived.
But, I will give you the benefit of the doubt. I will, admittedly not in my right mind, suppose that there is a chance that your intentions are good. I will suppose that this is, as you say, for the sake of benefitting the public through wider education and awareness. And I will suppose that there is no ulterior motive on your part.
She licks her lips as she carefully considers her next words.
So, prove to me and my colleagues that your intentions are benign. Demonstrate that your sanctuary will be of unmatchable quality, and that you have a plan in place that will not cause any disruption to the ecosystem. Prove that your priority is conservation, and research, and education.
Then, we may consider your proposal.
She stands upright.
And, please, do not go behind our backs. The blood of one more reckless entrepreneur is hardly noticeable amongst all the rest.
She reaches to the side of the camera and turns it off.
Receiver: Annora Ash, Gaian Guard Cell
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Sender: Leon 'Fabulous' Harrington, CEO, Golden Oak Tours
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Sent on: 04:22 SMT, 23 July, 825 A.S.
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Subject: Gaian Wildlife Eco-Tourism Certification for Monarch-class and Emperor-class Liners
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You see a man with long, purple, well-kept hair and eyebrows and mustache, donning a sharp purple suit with golden trims and inner shirt, a dark-purple shoulder-cape glistening like a starry nebula in the light. A pair of deep-blue eyes are windowed by a pair of round, gold-lined spectacles which complement sophistication for his broad chin and middle-aged facial features.
Despite his illustriousness, he sits on his command chair with a warm, almost fatherly smile, and his gaze is calm and relaxed. "Salutations, Ash-dear, and may the solars guide thee!
"I must admit, I didn't quite expect a response so soon from thy group, but..." He gestures a wave of his hand as he continues, "Thy offer for a chance, is yours-truly's dream.
"Th'ast no idea at how oh-so-very excited yours-truly is at being given the honor to... showcase these marvelous creatures to the public eye while giving the dearies a home away from home." He sits more upright, the glint in his eyes betraying a spirit of eagerness within. "'Tis true that 'twould be most ideal and I'd love nothing else than to have these wonderful dearies be placed back upon their home soil, but...
"The thing is, you and I both know that once either Gallia or Bretonia controls this sector, their respective irresponsibly-unsustainable conventional tourism industry shall bear down upon Sirius' precious, untouched jewel and plow its capitalist shovels upon the world like a powerful monsoon bearing down on an empty valley. Thy movement's done valiantly to push the tide back for so long, but as an angel wearing the suit of a devil, I propose a more practically-rational solution, where both parties may reach the ultimate goal of keeping Gaia safe..."
He grabs a wooden-looking cane from behind his seat, and uses it to stand himself up. "... Rather than outright blocking the river, why not excavate the river's currents to go around Planet Gaia, turning the planet into an island haven nourished by the riverbanks' silt deposits?
"To put it simply, let the public be exposed to the planet's wonders without ever having to touch the planet itself! Hence, yours-truly's proposal of erecting sanctuaries upon our company's liners, while also making it clear to the public that Planet Gaia is to remain a virgin paradise for the betterment of Sirius.
"This has the added consequence that our company gains more tourism market share, and therefore more market power towards eliminating any and all unsustainable tourism practices. And with their elimination, you and I may deepen our partnership towards making sure Sirius does not make yet another Planet Leeds out of any other planet."
He clears his throat, and stands firm towards the camera, a big grin on his face. "But I'm getting quite ahead of myself, aren't I...?"
He nonchalantly waves a hand around as he continues, "The thing about being able to fulfill thy requirement of designing for thee the very best sanctuary for these fabulous creatures is that while we'd oh-so-love to do so, our data banks on these creatures possibly pale in comparison to the ones thy movement possesses, an organization who's obviously studied these animals in detail day by day! And for someone such as I who would not accept than the oh-so-very best information to make sure our company gets this right the first time... 'tisn't at all acceptable to have any margin for error, no, not at all!
"So!" He claps his hands together, and takes in a deep breath. "I have a small proposal...
"Our flagship liner, the Monarch.Leon, has a few of its tours take us close to, if not directly orbiting, Planet Cambridge. What the liner shall do once it moors out of orbit is to... take a small detour through the southeast cloud, where the holidayers would be oh-so-appreciative to see the pretty water crystals outside. This'll grant thee and thy movement the opportunity of a lifetime to dock in the liner and experience its best accommodations... for free! From there, th'will be able to decide for thyself whether or not yours-truly's intentions are sincere towards sustainable eco-tourism.
"Should thee be satisfied with what thou finds, one of thy best scientists on these creatures may remain aboard to share with us all there is to know on these precious creatures, and advise us on how we might best design the oh-so-very best sanctuaries for them."
He sighs, and then supports himself on his cane as he takes his seat on his commander's chair. He looks at the camera with his soft eyes, and places a gentle fist on his chest. "Allow this angel in a devil's suit to win the heart of thy organization. Allow yours-truly to win thy heart, so that yours-truly may win the hearts... of the rest of Sirius."
He smiles, and relaxes. "Do please let us know as soon as possible when th'art able to proceed with yours-truly's proposal.
"May the solars guide thee, Ash-dear, and all of us involved. Fabulous out."
The video feed comes to life to show Annora standing with her arms folded in front of her.
Hello again, Mr. Harrington.
We will not meet with you aboard your liner. If you wish to negotiate with us, then we insist that it be in a neutral location, such as Freeport 1, or Planet Gran Canaria.
She rests her head on her hand wearily, looking to the camera with her brow furrowed.
Conversations with my peers have led us to believe that we would be amenable to the idea of wildlife preservation on a limited basis aboard your vessels. However, we have several further caveats that we would like to include.
First of all, keeping these animals on a permanent basis in so-called "sanctuaries" will not be acceptable. However, if your intention were, perhaps, to study them and reintroduce them to their habitat at a later date, then perhaps it may be more ideal. However, the animals may be too fragile for such a thing, and we don't wish to cause them suffering. This will need to be monitored closely.
Secondly, there will be absolutely no experiments conducted upon the animals that you...collect from Gaia, under any circumstances. You may study their behavior and biology. However, none of your research may harm or mistreat them in any way. Our representatives must be permitted to keep a close eye on the animals' health and wellbeing to ensure this.
Thirdly, we would like this venture to be nonprofit. To prove that you do not have corporate interests in mind, if you intend to display these animals to the public, you must not charge for viewing. Allow the public to view them, and give them the option to make a donation if you like. But this project must otherwise be funded solely out of you and your company's finances from other revenue streams.
She purses her lips for a moment.
If you find these terms acceptable, then we will meet with you aboard Freeport 1 or Gran Canaria to discuss the details.
She steps up to the camera and reaches around to shut it off.
Receiver: Annora Ash, Gaian Guard Cell
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Sender: Leon 'Fabulous' Harrington, CEO, Golden Oak Tours
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Sent on: 01:55 SMT, 24 July, 825 A.S.
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Subject: Gaian Wildlife Eco-Tourism Certification for Monarch-class and Emperor-class Liners
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The same purple-loving man is on his command chair, this time his face not trying at all to hide his excitement. "Salutations, Ash-dear, and may the solar rays guide thee! Yet again, thou surprises yours-truly with thy speedy response! I do hope th'ast been getting enough sleep lately, what with thy... if I may politely point out, slightly-disheveled look. I do oh-so-definitely recommend thou takes at least a day off on board one of our liners.
"With that said," He stretches out, his arms seeming to milk the heavens as he continues, "fortune seems to smile favorably upon us all, for it just so happens that Planet Gran Canaria's part of one of our flagship liner's Bretonian tours! We oh-so-certainly-can meet thee at the neutral planet without any issue indeed!
"Either let us know when would be thy earliest of conveniences to partake a visit, or thou may consult our General Info Board, under the header ZoI & Routes. Either way, we'll make the necessary preparations for thee."
He relaxes back on his chair, then snaps his fingers together. "Fabulous out!"
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