Human Dawn - 2451

• Mar 16, 2019

• #1

RIPSaidCone

tolmie

UNITED NATIONS ASSEMBLY BUILDING, APOLLO, LUNA
OCTOBER 19TH 2451



The year is 2451 and for the past few centuries, the many nations that make up the Human race have been enveloped in a period of unrivalled prosperity as they have spread across the Orion Spur and colonized many hundreds of worlds.

Following the appearance of a new species of unidentified viral growth across the frontier colony world of Hestia, an independent and small but growing power in the furthest reaches of the Orion Spur, an urgent session of the United Nations General Assembly has been called in-order to decide what the international response to this potential crisis should be. This new species has shown immense potential for disruption to both economic and civil function as it has spread across several portions of Hestia's equator regions and has been noted to be an immensely invasive species, effecting much of the native flora on the planet. Although as of now no negative effects have been reported for Hestia's human population, the Orion Health Organization in cooperation with Hestian authorities have been working day and night to observe for any signs of this not being the case.

It is 2:56 Mare Tranquillitatis Time in the major urban center of Apollo on Luna, a city with a population of over seventy five million in its greater metropolitian area and home to the headquarters of the United Nations largely due to its close proximity to Earth and Luna's official status as a colony of the United Nations rather than any single nation state. At the United Nations Assembly Building, a massive complex of many dozens of buildings both large and small in nature, the last delegations of the UN's member states have begun filtering into the Assembly Hall, a grand room comprised of what could possibly be hundreds of long rows of seats to host every single one of the UN's member delegations if need-be and the Hall only being finished when one described the grandeur of the complete map of the Orion Spur which could be seen carved into the ceiling of the Assembly Hall.

At the very front of the Hall sat the General Secretary who's podium could also be used by any head of state or ambassador in the event of an international announcement that needed to be made, while at the back stood a large pair of fine wooden doors from which the delegations would both enter and exit the Hall, the symbol of the UN carved into each door as fine as the map of the Spur was on the ceiling.

Sitting at the second row from the front of the Hall would be several members of the Australasian delegation to the UN, with Australasia's Chief Ambassador, Chloe King leading the delegation. Though historically Australasia had little interest in the frontiers of the Orion Spur, in recent years it had taken on a growing role among many of the Spur's newest colonial states, and with the Confederation of Hestia in-particular it had become a primary trading partner of, leading to the inevitable priority that the government now had to investigate and eradicate the growth that was beginning to effect the largely rural planet.

With all of the member states that had declared their interest in attending in attendence, the large wooden doors of the back of the Hall would close over, and this session of the General Assembly would begin. Due to the irregular and sudden nature of this session, not all member states were required to attend, and instead only member states who had a specific interest in the situation on Hestia would be required to attend. As such the Assembly Hall was not at its peak capacity, however was still quite full nonetheless. The loud sounds of converse among the many hundreds of delegates within the room would quickly quiet down as the General Secretary entered the Hall from a second, smaller door at the front of the room, leading up to the podium at the front of the Hall, looking over all of the rows where the delegations were now seated.

For the past several years the UN General Secretary position had belonged to a prestigious Siriusian politician of Korean-descent by the name of So Tae-Yeon, known for his ability to compromise and settle intense international debates, to this day he has remained quite popular among the delegates of the UN's many member states, far more so than his Canadian predecessor at the very least. Standing behind his podium now, he looked out to the many dozens of delegations that were seated before him and begun his introduction to the session which had now officially started.

"Ladies and gentlemen of the delegations. I thank you all for coming on such short notice. As you have all been undoubtedly been informed by now, the ongoing situation on Hestia has deteriorated and the growth of this new species, which is still yet to be identified has increased. As such I called this urgent session of the General Assembly in-order to discuss a coherent, agreeable and with hope effective international response to this emerging situation."

The rest of the General Secretary's introduction speech would carry on much the same as this, simply setting the stage for the inevitable discussion that the delegates would have, the speech ending and the General Secretary leaving the Hall, his Under Secretary announcing that the floor was now open to any proposals from delegates.​

 

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• Mar 16, 2019

• #2

Kersey

New Member

The State of Bolivaria
October 19th, 2451, Luna; United Nations Headquarters

Armando Obregon, Permanent Representative of the State of Bolivaria to the United Nations, did not bother to consult with the rest of his delegation. He was a veteran diplomat and knew the will of his Caudillo, lest he be inconvenienced with insignificant matters such as these. Obregon took to the podium and spoke, "Madam President, it is an honor for the State of Bolivaria to take the floor, speaking on the behalf of the Latin states of the Orion Spur, states which are directly threatened by the growth of this new species. The State of Bolivaria calls for the Security Council to authorize a peacekeeping operation to enforce the quarantine of Hestia until the virus has been eradicated or proven to pose no threat. If the necessary progress to contain and eradicate this virus is not made, the State of Bolivaria will take it upon itself to protect the Orion Spur from this new species."​

 

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• Mar 18, 2019

• #3

Axel The Englishman

The Holy Crusader

The Seidesian Confederacy
October 19th, 2451, Luna; United Nations Headquarters

Shane Hopkins - the Seidesian ambassador to the United Nations - would pay close attention to the schemes proposed by his peers within the assembly. What caught his attention were the plans suggested by the Irish and Bolivarian representatives. Strategically, they offered the most logical options.

When it was time for the Seidesian delegate to provide his input, Hopkins took to the podium to issue his own proposal. “After careful analysis, I have decided that the best course of action would be to incorporate elements from the plans brought forth by Ireland and Bolivaria. We must establish a quarantine around the planet effective immediately to prevent the spread of this potentially harmful outbreak. At that point, we must study this phenomenon extensively, so that we may possess an idea of what we’re dealing with. From there we will then decide how shall proceed.”​

 

• Mar 22, 2019

• #4

Nyq

Fighting for turtles since the begining of life

The Southeast Asian Federation
October 19th, 2451, Luna; United Nations Headquarters

Samnang Vanna, the Federation's Permanent Representative to the United Nations, calmly observed as his fellow diplomats each offered their own suggestions. The government in Singapore Prime, paranoid as always, could not simply overlook the potential of the invasive species plaguing Hestia spreading into Federation lands, even though they couldn't care less about the fate of some faraway frontier colony. Vanna was to ensure, through diplomacy, that said species remains on Hestia.

When the time came for him to stand on the podium, Vanna offered his suggestions regarding the matter of Hestia. "I agree with the suggestion put forth by Seidesia. However, we should also monitor the worlds that Hestia has traded with in the past for signs of this newly discovered species, just in case. The Southeast Asian Federation shall pledge it's support towards any effort to deal with the problem on Hestia."

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• Mar 25, 2019

• #5

Vulkan Lives

Primarch of the Salamanders

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The Federal Republic of Germany
October 19th, 2451, Luna; United Nations Headquarters

Maximilian Ludwig, the German ambassador to the UN allowed some of the other diplomats speak before deciding to put forth his own proposal. He was an experienced politician, having become one after a single tour of duty in the Heer, but even then, he was quite young compared to many of his peers in the UN. He was well kept, and ensured he always looked dapper and well kept, as such imagery was very much needed for his political career, especially given that the prestigious position as ambassador to the UN would one day give him a shot at the office of Chancellor later in his life.

It was no surprise then that he spoke at this UN meeting as well, as a German proposal was nothing short of a common occurrence in most UN delegations. He smiled, and calmly stated "The Federal Republic of Germany agrees with our Southeast Asian friends, however, we will be also launching our efforts to help relieve the people of Hestia. We urge this council to remember that the people of Hestia have suffered the most from this crisis, and we would like to formally request that a larger UN effort with the same goal, along with the temporary Quarantine and study of the virus, be conducted. The German people will pledge its unflinching support to the resolution of this crisis."​

 

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• Mar 29, 2019

• #6

RIPSaidCone

tolmie

The Australasian Federation
October 19th, 2451, Luna; United Nations Headquarters

Arms stretching where she sat, UN Ambassador King let out a quiet yawn, covering her mouth as she done so to minimise its presence. Personally, she would much rather have preferred to send the rest of the diplomatic mission to represent the country during all of this Hestian bother. Having stayed up particularly late the night before, typing up the regular UN report for her peers back at the Department of Foreign Affairs to skim briefly over, and perhaps watching some of her favorite crime show on the side but that was neither here nor there. Looking around the rest of the Assembly Hall, the younger woman's attention was brought to the missions of several nations in-particular, that being those of the Bolivarians, Irish, Seidesians, Germans and the SAF. Only being few of the many other representatives currently in the Hall, so far they had been the only ones to propose any ideas.

Only just coming off of her 25th birthday a few days prior, Chloe King was one of the youngest notable politicians in Australasian history and was certainly the youngest UN Ambassador present, having been given her job by the Prime Minister largely on the basis of him liking the 'cut of her jib' as at the time she had only been working as an assistant to the Deputy Ambassador to the UN, her appointment had been somewhat controversial at the time understandably. Although in recent months she had been working hard to prove her naysayers in the media wrong, it had been tough to say the least, one could only be taken so seriously in such a professional setting when they were comparatively of such young age when put next to the many middle-aged men in the rows in-front and behind her. Her position as an ambassador from Australasia, a nation of great diplomatic sway alleviating her difficulties a great deal but at the same time, still not eliminating them entirely.

"The German people will pledge its unflinching support to the resolution of this crisis."

The German ambassador, Ludwig had finished his own contribution to the meeting, and with the lack of any immediate follow-up from another representative, Ambassador King took the moment to speak up. Remaining seated, but speaking into her desk's microphone so that her voice was projected throughout the room, feeling all eyes falling onto her, there had been a brief moment of hesitation, but it had quickly passed. Whether that was from natural confidence or her just being too tired to care was yet to be seen.

"My government has informed me that we will be taking our own necessary quarantine measures. All vessels with flight records tracing them to time on Hestia within the last six months will be subject to mandatory scanning from all port authorities in Australasian space. My government would also like to express its support for the proposal of several other delegations here of studying the virus and particularly the German speaker's remarks on providing relief to the people of Hestia. I officially propose a UN-sponsored aid mission to the country in-order to make up for any potential economic losses stemming from either the spread of this new species or the quarantine proposed by other speakers."

Following Ambassador King's statements, representatives from several other western nations would similarly speak up to voice their support for a more reasonable approach to the situation, including the speakers from the United Kingdom, France, Nordic Federation and Spain. ​

 

• Mar 29, 2019

• #7

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The United Nations
October 19th, 2451, Luna; United Nations Headquarters

The artificial atmosphere of Luna did little to stop the recent wave of cool air that was rolling through the United Nations assembly. Inside the great hall sat representatives of various nations from across the Spur. The testament to man's good nature found itself discussing a crisis which was distinctly inhuman. An outbreak of an unknown fungus on a far-flung planet was the cause for concern today. Little to nothing was known about it, except that it ravaged the agriculture of the affected area, and that it was significant enough to cause quite the spook in the international community.

Several representatives of countries both large and small spoke and some even made proposals. The Seidisian proposal seemed to carry the day among later speakers, with a proposed quarantine finding a great degree of popularity with the delegations from other nations. Other groups like the Irish and Australiasians were in favor of less significant action, in hopes of lessening the consequences the mission would have on the Hestian population. Following the Australasian proposal, the United Kingdom reiterated the ideas of their western neighbors, as did the French as well. The Spanish were also just as relatively uninvolved, as the issue was not seen as a cause for concern for most of these nations.

The proposals and counter-proposals driveled on for two more hours until every speaker had finished their announcements, and So Tae-Yeon dismissed the delegates from their seats to discuss amongst themselves, and discuss the issues with their governments. He planned to call a vote in two days time, however he remained open to expediting the process if unexpected developments occurred. Nonetheless he remained patient. He was prepared for the ruckus of the assembly that he would have to steer in the near future. For now, his next battle was still just over the horizon, and he would spend an evening with his wife and two children. ​

 

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• Mar 30, 2019

• #8

RIPSaidCone

tolmie

CHAQUEN, MERIDA, MIRANDA
OCTOBER 20TH 2451

A horrifying scream would be heard emitting from a small, rustic home in a small, equally rustic Bolivarian neighborhood. Marcos Paula was found dead in his home in the small rural town of Chaquen on the Bolivarian world of Merida in the early hours of the 20th of October by his wife Sofía, who had been working the nightshift at a telecommunications firm in the neighboring town. Eyewitness reports from family, friends, neighbors and first responders who had seen Mr. Paula's physical state described it as a sickly twisted image of an otherwise ordinary man, noticable red veins crept up his arms and across his chest, his eyes were stated to be bloodshot and his chin stained with his own dried up blood, which he had seemingly vomited up during his final moments alive. Initial responders had been entirely local, consisting solely of Chaquen's only qualified doctor and a small number of paramedics from other, more developed towns in the province.

However when the severity of Mr. Paula's cause of death was determined in an unofficial autopsy conducted by Dr. Elvira, the previously mentioned sole doctor of Chaquen, a request for government assistance had been made by the town's council and Dr. Elvira himself sent his findings to Merida's chief medical examiner, with his report somewhat bluntly stating that the man had been consumed from the inside out by whatever virus had decimated his internal organs. Several hours later, a team of health officials from numerous government agencies both regional and national had been dispatched to Chaquen and a local quarantine had been established around Mr. Paula's home, workplace and the Chaquen clinic. Shortly after this dispatch, it had not taken the Bolivarian media to catch onto the scent of a story, and quickly the town had become a media circus despite the Bolivarian government's best attempts at keeping the story out of the public eye for the time being.

By the late afternoon of October 20th, more than ten hours after Mr. Paula's death, a particularly keen member of the government medical team sent to Chaquen had established a connection based on information that he had recieved from a colleague in the Orion Health Organization and the information that his own team had gathered on the virus which had brutally killed Mr. Paula.

There was a 90% match between Mr. Paula's cause of death and the strain of growths on Hestia.

Although they were different strains, they were apart of the same family, cousins in a more informal sense. The primary difference being the breeding ground for the virus, where the strain on Hestia thrived off of the land, this strain apparently had a preference for live hosts, growing more of itself from the biological mass of the host that it would quickly kill over the course of what would appear to be a day. As one would expect, this lifespan projection had not sat right with many of the professionals who had been called to Chaquen, and who had since gotten in contact with the Chaquen team since the discovery of this connection, both from the Orion Health Organization and several dozen other national health agencies from across the Spur. Surely this virus could not expect to thrive if it killed its host so quickly.

Unfortunately the Bolivarian team had not had the chance to further study this strain as it had not only died upon Mr. Paula's death, but had disintegrated into a state of such disarray that any findings recovered from it would be highly unreliable and inaccurate, and as there had been no further reported cases of the virus since Mr. Paula's death, it was and still is assumed that there are no other available samples to gather of this strain.

By the latest hours of the 20th October, heading into the earliest hours of the 21st, the date that the United Nations was to vote on an international response to the strain currently afflicting Hestia, a joint American-Bolivarian intelligence briefing had been given to several high ranking officials from the Orion Health Organization, the results from this joint operation being that Marcos Paula had not travelled to Hestia at any point in his entire life, nor had any of his coworkers, family, friends of neighbors. Even dozens of individual who had only encountered Mr. Paula briefly had been subject to intense scrutiny, and the most that had been uncovered had been a single Portuguese profiteer who had travelled to Hestia two years prior to the growths ever appearing.

Mr. Paula did however have a private spacefaring vessel registered in his name that he had named the Sprinter, although in reality the vessel had been far from it, a well outdated model from decades ago that was kept running only on the generosity of scrapyard owners with too much material on even their hands. It was a subject of great interest regardless, and the ship had been scanned from top to bottom multiple times over, during these scans, heavy doses of the virus had been recorded as being present all across the ship, although the majority of these samples had similarly died for reasons that were as of now still unknown to both OHO and Bolivarian examiners.

As of October 21st, there have still been no other reported cases of the virus in Bolivaria, and all scans done on those in contact with Mr. Paula in the hours leading to his death have returned negative results for infection. By the morning of the 21st, the Office of the General Secretary of the United Nations had released a press statement, informing the public that the vote on the Hestian situation would continue as initially planned, but that this new development would be taken into consideration.​

 

• Apr 11, 2019

• #9

Kersey

New Member

State of Bolivaria
October 21st, 2451, Merida; Pasaje Junkyard

The rudder of machinery bellowed in the air. Ancient ships, many of them now indistinguishable from common rubbish, littered the yard in towers stretching to the sky. A sight like this was unique to Merida, the planet’s low gravity allowing for piles of junk to rival Earth’s tallest skyscrapers.

Julian Araneda couldn’t care less. He had a job to do. He approached a shack-like building at the center of the scrapyard. Probably the residence and office of the yard’s management, usually one person since most of the work was automated. Araneda tried the door. Locked. He turned to the local Runama man accompanying him, “Inspector, open this door.”

The ‘inspector’, a boy no older than twenty by the name of Raul, placed a miniature controlled charge on the door’s handle. It seared through in seconds. Julian pushed the door open to reveal a frightened, aged man holding a massive wrench inside. “Runama,” he declared. Secret Police. Originally a clandestine branch of the Ministry of the State Security, now everyone knew about the Runama, and they had heard the stories of what happened to people who didn’t give them what they wanted.

The man’s wrinkled face paled. His makeshift weapon fell to the floor. Raul inconspicuously moved to position himself behind the yard manager. Julian allowed the silence to fester. He then broke it, “Mr. Bracho, this yard has been seized by the State on the orders of His Excellency, Generalissimo Eustacio de la Cavalleria. You will have been compensated by now.”

Bracho pulled up a screen on his wrist pad. He wasn’t happy. “My yard is worth five times more than this!” Araneda flaunted the pistol hidden at his side, reminding Mr. Bracho of his place. “You have until the end of day to depart.”


A caravan of personnel carriers unloaded hundreds of troops in biohazard gear during the early hours of the 22nd. Pasaje, the town located near the Scrapyard, was temporarily placed under martial law and quarantined until further notice. Scientists from across the State were disembarked to collect anything that could contribute to the Chaquen investigation.

October 21st, 2451, Luna; United Nations Headquarters

This is a fucking mess. The Orion Spur has been thrown into a frenzy by Ireland’s new travel restrictions. Sites desperate for clicks perpetuate mass hysteria with embellished and often times fabricated stories about the incident on Merida. Conspiracy theories are rampant too. The leading one so far asserts that the Hestian virus was engineered by the Bolivarian government to be used against the populace of Nouvo Ayiti. Wait, that one might be true.

Armando stopped writing in his journal. He turned off his wrist pad and stood up to address the General Assembly. From one crisis straight to another. “Madam President, it is an honor for the State of Bolivaria to take the floor. The State of Bolivaria hereby condemns the Republic of Ireland, whose overreaction to the isolated incident on Merida has thrown the Spur into chaos and heightened tensions between Bolivaria and its neighbors. The State of Bolivaria, therefore, demands that the Republic of Ireland scale back its travel restrictions and issue new advisories.”​

 

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• Apr 12, 2019

• #10

Nyq

Fighting for turtles since the begining of life

The Southeast Asian Federation
October 22nd, 2451; Singapore Prime, Cahaya

"In light of the recent discovery of a fatal strain of the Hestian virus on Merida, the Ministry of Health urges all citizens to practice good personal hygiene and avoid travelling to locations in the State of Bolivaria and Hestia. All imports from Bolivaria and Hestia had been suspended indefinitely until the matter is resolved, and citizens are urged to turn in any food items of Bolivarian and/or Hestian origin to local authorities as soon as possible. If you see red veins on your arms and chest area, and are feeling general discomfort in your abdomen, immediately proceed to the nearest hospital if possible, or dial 999 to seek emergency aid....."

Chee Meng had a worried look on his face as he watched the news on his couch. Considering what happened recently, his plans for a vacation in Merida is surely a goner. He wanted to go peacefully, not while vomiting blood in agony. The doorbell rang, prompting the man to answer it.

A pizza deliveryman stood in front of Chee Meng holding a few boxes of food.

"Sir, here's your order of uhhhh...." The deliveryman took a moment to read the receipt pasted onto the box on top. "A personal triple cheese pizza, a personal nasi lemak pizza, 3 pieces of hot chicken wings, and a cendol pizza....am I correct?"

Chee Meng nodded before he took his wallet out of his pocket.

"That would be 79.99 dollars."

Chee Meng handed the deliveryman his credit card, which said deliveryman took and tapped it on the device he wore on his wrist. A bleep was heard and the deliveryman handed the card back to him.

"Thank you and have a nice day, sir."

Chee Meng closed the door and went back to the couch, now holding a few boxes of food. Taking a slice of pizza out, he continued to watch the news as he had his dinner.

"....in about two months. On a side note, the police had recently uncovered a drug peddling ring on Suvarnabhumi following an anonymous tip, leading to the arrest of 21 individuals of various nationalities. An estimated 10 million dollars worth of drugs, including heroine, cocaine, LSD, and methamphetamine, had been confiscated by the police and are currently awaiting incineration. Citizens are encouraged to inform local authorities if they find suspicious behaviour......"


Vanna listened as the Bolivarian representative condemned the Irish for supposedly throwing the Spur into chaos. While he personally found the actions of the Irish state quite rational, the government isn't actually that interested in the affairs of the Irish, thus he was to neither condemn nor support the Irish. Considering the fact that he has nothing to add to the meeting, Vanna decided to stay silent until far more pressing matters were presented in the meeting.​